Just as Wendy was hesitating over whether to act, she suddenly heard Greg say something in the alley:
"Oh, Ellie, I've actually been keeping an eye on what you've been doing. I never imagined you'd really build up the Night Church. All I said back then was, 'Try to spread the faith of Night,' and now you've genuinely exceeded my expectations. You've done a great job!"
"..."
Outside the alley, Wendy's body went rigid the instant she heard those words!
Her eyes, which seemed capable of perfectly concealing every emotion, widened uncontrollably, her pupils even contracting slightly.
There was simply too much information in what he had just said. She had never imagined that this extraordinarily handsome man was the mysterious Bishop himself!
Then, thinking it over carefully, she realized that the Deputy Bishop treated him so differently-with respect, affection, and that peculiar possessiveness...
Who else could it be but the Bishop she was willing to serve?!
Then that means... I was the one who ruined the Bishop's plans earlier...
At that thought, all color drained from Wendy's delicate face, which usually maintained such an elegant, composed expression. A few beads of cold sweat slid uncontrollably down her temples.
She knew just how loyal the Deputy Bishop was to the Bishop, and how deeply the believers beneath them revered their mysterious Bishop.
So if this ever came to light, she would definitely be expelled from the Church.
No! I can't let that happen! I have to find a way to fix this!
Wendy forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart and made herself calm down.
Her experience handling complicated relationships and work actually sent her brain into overdrive under the extreme pressure.
Countless clever ways to smooth things over flashed through her mind in rapid succession.
Meanwhile, the conversation in