"How is our Lord? Still at the little manor?" At the Temple, Pope Kanrongpa, who handled the city's affairs, asked the person beside him. He carried several gifts in his hands, all presented to Romon God by local nobles. The items within were extremely precious. Since they had heard that Romon God liked natural things, they were mostly exceptionally rare seeds.
Pope Kanrongpa carried them as he slowly walked along a corridor in the Temple. Beside him followed a Temple Holy Knight, a young man at the Sixth Level.
"Yes!" the young Knight answered crisply.
After answering, the young Knight suddenly remembered something and added, "Your Holiness, our Lord has not come out yet, nor has he asked the guards outside for food, water, or any other supplies. That mysterious person from before has not come out either. Do you think we should..."
He meant that they should send someone in to take a look. If Romon God had encountered any trouble, they could at least respond accordingly.
Such a situation existed only in the Mist World.
The gods of the Main World stood far above mortals, so no one would have dared act this way.
"Let me think... Oh, there's no need." Pope Kanrongpa had been about to say something when he suddenly received an order from Romon. The weight hanging over his heart immediately lifted. The two had reached a room by then, and Pope Kanrongpa said to the Knight, "Go handle your duties. You need not concern yourself with matters over there. I'll take responsibility."
"...Yes, Your Holiness." Seeing that Pope Kanrongpa's expression remained unchanged, the young Knight sighed inwardly. As expected of His Holiness. He really can keep his composure. Then he continued onward.
Only after watching the Knight disappear into the distance did Pope Kanrongpa