At the Tarot gathering.
After hearing that shocking news, Emlyn, the Moon, had remained in a state of mental paralysis.
All he could think was: The Mother Goddess is the Ancestor-the Ancestor is the Mother Goddess-
Only after quite a while did his brain finally resume working. So I never changed my faith at all-no wonder I kept going to the Harvest Church out of habit even when the priest hadn't given me any corresponding psychological suggestions-that was because my intuition told me the Mother Goddess was the Ancestor! The Ancestor blessed me and made me the savior of the Sanguine-
In the end, Emlyn became convinced that he was the most devout Sanguine of all!
Fors, the Magician, glanced at this "Sanguine Earl" and smiled with interest. "Mr. Moon, perhaps in a little while you'll become an archbishop of the Church of the Earth Mother. No, its plenipotentiary representative to the Sanguine would be more accurate."
"Why?" Emlyn, the Moon, asked in confusion.
Leonard, The Star, smiled. "Since the Evernight Goddess no longer holds the title of Lady of Crimson, the Earth Mother will soon gain a similar honorific name. There's no hiding that from the other churches."
Emlyn, the Moon, roughly understood what he meant and nodded lightly. He imagined his fellow Sanguine, who had previously mocked him for believing in the Earth Mother, lining up before him to receive his baptism.
At that thought, Emlyn's mood became immensely cheerful, and he couldn't help lifting his chin slightly.
Seeing that smile, Raphael, the Devil, delivered a precise inward jab: The shut-in has begun his daily fantasies.
After a brief silence in the hall, Leonard suddenly added, "Something strange happened last week, too. The Church of Evernight suddenly gained an angel named Philanias."
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