"I'll dispense with the small talk. Please understand, both of you: we're at war, and there are still many pressing matters to attend to. With the Undead spreading lately, resolving this crisis has become urgent. What brings you two to the Holy Church? We welcome anyone with a sense of justice to join us in building a better world," Kumata said, getting straight to the point.
It was not that he did not want to properly entertain these two guests who had traveled so far. The Holy Church was not so arrogant, for they had never forgotten where they had started.
But there really had been too much going on lately. The Holy Church had originally assembled its army in anticipation of a major battle, only for whoever controlled the Undead to defy their expectations.
"I understand. Since you've put it that way, Commander, I'll give a brief account of why we've come." Anthony nodded. "I came here hoping the Holy Church would take established groups like ours seriously."
Kumata could not help frowning at Anthony's words. "In what respect? The Holy Church doesn't reject the good things from the old society. We only discard its dross."
"Isn't the Holy Church's attitude toward the nobility somewhat extreme?" Anthony looked at Kumata solemnly.
"If that's what you wish to discuss, Archmage, I don't think there's any need to continue this conversation. It isn't as though we haven't given them a chance. The Holy Church treats nobles who are friendly and conduct themselves properly with great goodwill. They aren't the ones at fault. The era itself is." Kumata gazed earnestly at the old man before him.
"Well..." Anthony was momentarily at a loss for words. He could naturally sense Kumata's resolve.
"Then must the kingdoms be destroyed?" Jaina stepped forward and asked.