"So much Holy Water—how long would it take to distribute it all?"
A high-ranking priest of the Church of the Light God looked at the endless supply of Holy Water and could not help sighing.
"Distribute it? Who told you it was meant to be distributed?"
The factory manager overheard their discussion, raised an eyebrow, and looked rather surprised.
"Huh? We're not distributing it? Then why make so much Holy Water?" The high-ranking priest looked baffled.
From ancient times until now, the Church of the Light God had seemingly always given out Holy Water for free. As long as a believer came to a Church of the Light God chapel and the chapel had stock, they would be granted a bottle depending on the circumstances.
There had never been an exception.
In the eyes of these believers of the Church of the Light God, Holy Water existed to be bestowed upon believers or those highly likely to become believers, converting them into followers.
If possible, it was best if the believer was also a wealthy noble. That was essential to the church's development.
Now that they suddenly heard that so much Holy Water was being produced not to be bestowed upon believers, they were stunned.
"Of course it's for sale. Sold openly at a clearly marked price. As long as someone can afford it, they can buy a bottle. It doesn't matter even if they just keep it at home and never use it."
The factory manager spoke as though it were only natural. "Didn't your instructors tell you any of this?"
"What!? How can that be allowed?"
The high-ranking priest froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.
If he had merely been unable to understand before, now he found it utterly inconceivable.
How could they do this!?
How could Holy