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Tingen.
"Leonard Mitchell!"
Leonard was walking down the street when a familiar, booming, gruff voice suddenly called his name from behind. He turned, saw someone he knew, and readily prepared to greet the Storm Bishop he was familiar with.
But before he could speak, the Storm Bishop waved a hand and raised the perfectly uncreased document he held.
The Storm Bishop caught his breath. "Look at this."
"A confidential Church of Storms document?"
With a strong sense of professional ethics, Leonard glanced over the document's edges. Once he saw the silvery metal stamp in the bottom right corner and the anti-counterfeiting wave and lightning patterns hidden in the white paper, he hastily looked away.
"Put that away. I didn't see anything!"
"No, this is for you."
The Storm Bishop spoke solemnly, then took a kraft-paper document envelope marked with stars from inside his clothes. Leonard's eyes widened. "That's a confidential document from our Church? Why do you have it?"
"An important person came by."
The Storm Bishop did not elaborate. He paused, glanced around, and lowered his voice. "Leonard, this is a joint transfer order. You'll be staying at the River and Sea Church as a project collaborator with our Lightning and Truth Church. Your office is ready, and so are your quarters."
Leonard's brows furrowed slightly.
"What does this mean? I have no intention of converting to the God of Thunder."
"We certainly don't mean to insult your faith." The Storm Bishop lowered his voice further. "But starting today, you'll have to spend long stretches of time with us. That important person said... you should know the reason yourself. My friend, don't make this difficult for me."
"What about my team?"
Leonard accepted the Church of Evernight's confidential document as he asked, "You know I'm a captain. I