Llane and Lothar looked astonished when they heard Rich's words. "Then, High Consecrator Rich, you're not from our world?"
Rich nodded silently. "We come from a world called the Shinobi World. It was once full of war and oppression, just like yours, but under the guidance of the Holy Light, it has become an utterly peaceful nation." His voice carried a hint of world-weariness and wonder. "Seeing the people of the Stormwind Kingdom now is like seeing our former selves. Back then, I was just a little beggar following my older sister around, begging to survive. Time really does fly. In the blink of an eye, we've already liberated several worlds."
For some reason, Lothar and Llane felt as though they were listening to an epic hero tell his story. "Then have you come to liberate the Stormwind Kingdom as well, High Consecrator Rich?" The story of how a beggar had become such a powerful Holy Light Cleric was surely fascinating, but if the Holy Church had come to invade their kingdom, that was another matter entirely.
Lothar and Llane looked at Rich with utterly solemn expressions.
Rich smiled faintly and rose to his feet. "Your Majesty may think the Holy Church has come to invade the Stormwind Kingdom and take your country from you."
"Isn't that the case, High Consecrator Rich?" Lothar met Rich's gaze earnestly, without looking away.
"Ha! Marshal Lothar, that is a narrow-minded way of looking at things. Nothing we have done has ever been intended to destroy this country. You feel that way only because you have placed yourselves in opposition to the Holy Church. We protect the interests of the common people, who make up the majority. As for the nobility, we hold them in contempt. If Your Majesty stands with the Holy Church