Ⅵ
The Yura in Lucius's memories had never been like this.
Yura had been innocent and pure.
Even after everything she had endured, she had retained her kindness, rather than becoming as cruel, bloody, and coldhearted as the woman before him.
The Yura who could smile calmly at someone being tortured...
Was not the Yura he remembered.
Yet the Yura before him really was Yura.
What was going on?
Lucius asked himself.
The young avenger felt a headache coming on.
The pain made him raise a hand to his forehead.
Quite a few people present noticed, but none of them paid him any attention. Their eyes were all fixed on Yura.
Yura also noticed that something was wrong with Lucius.
Normally, Yura would have comforted him.
But now?
Having made entirely new plans for Lucius, Yura no longer had time for that.
She was more concerned with the battle to come.
And so, the lady spoke bluntly-
"The Inner River Church has launched an attack on us!
We cannot stand by and do nothing like those other two. They have their noble status and their own plans. They even want to trade us away as bargaining chips.
But we have our faith!
Your Eminence has bestowed divine grace upon us!
Bathed in divine grace, I know only one thing-
Fight back!
Teach those bastards from the Inner River Church a lesson they won't forget!
Skin them and tear out their tendons!"
Yura's shouts echoed through the makeshift meeting room.
Looks of realization appeared on the faces of many priests.
They now understood both Yura's strength and her actions.
If Yura, blessed by Your Eminence, became High Priest...
That might not be such a bad thing!
Surely she would be better than those two noblewomen?
Word of Jacqueline's and Catherine's identities