Roland Cathedral.
"What's going on with the boss? Why's he been holed up in his room?" A group of children gathered outside Roland's room, peering in with worried faces.
"Let me see." Kara walked over with a book in her arms and used her super vision to look inside. "Nothing's wrong.
"Father Roland's doing fine in there."
"Then why won't he come out when we call him?"
"He's busy, of course he won't come out," Kara said. "I suggest you don't disturb him. Otherwise, once he's done, you'll have trouble of your own."
The children were about to leave when Roland's door suddenly opened, and a heap of modern, mass-produced replicas of holy relics poured out: Bibles, Shrouds, Holy Grails, Holy Foreskins, crosses, Holy Nails, Holy Crowns of Thorns, Holy Veils, Holy Robes, Holy Relics, Statues of Christ—
A child who had been about to peek through the keyhole was buried under the pile and struggled to crawl out.
"Move all this to the storage room. You'll have plenty to keep you busy for a while," Roland said.
"Okay." Everyone set about sorting through the mess with practiced ease.
"That should be about enough..." Roland took stock of the rare items he had drawn.
[Risei Kotomine's 12 Command Spells] [Goenitz of the Wildly-Blowing Wind's super special move: True: Yashiori: Jissou Koku] [Most Holy Abbess Morwen Vahl's armor: Purging Armor] [An Order of the Holy Hammer inquisitor's weapon: Psycannon Boltgun, 12 Psycannon Bolts] [24 Inferno Bolts] [Bartholomew Kuma's Devil Fruit: Paw-Paw Fruit] [Carmelite Nun's Devil Fruit: Soul-Soul Fruit] [Martial art: Hand of God]
"This should be enough to keep me alive..." It took Roland quite a while to get into the Purging Armor. Once inside, he moved around a little.
Even by the standards of Warhammer 40,000, this armor