Mr. Bede's entire sequence of movements was so fluid that one had to wonder whether he had done this many times before and already formed a habit.
Piaget licked his lips and exclaimed:
"Mr. Bede told me he had a daughter. I wonder whether his future son-in-law would feel a chill seeing this. He might never dare abandon his wife for the rest of his life."
"..." Kallen.
Kallen turned to glance at Piaget, who looked back at him and asked, "What is it?"
"Heh."
Kallen felt that Piaget must have guessed his relationship with Mr. Bede and was pretending not to know.
Mr. Bede returned. The fighting was still going on above, and the three of them crouched back down in the corner of the wine cellar.
Kallen crouched in the middle, with Piaget on his left and Mr. Bede on his right.
"How much longer will they fight?" Piaget asked.
"Not much longer. This is York City," Mr. Bede said.
Kallen nodded.
Both sides fighting above would be eager to end the battle as soon as possible, by whatever means.
This was York City, the capital of Vien, one of the largest cities in the world. All the major churches had offices here with ample personnel, and that naturally included the Order God Church.
The Light Remnants feared that if the stalemate continued, reinforcements from the Order God Church would arrive.
The Order Clerics above also feared that if the stalemate continued, their own reinforcements would arrive!
Kallen kept reciting the opening invocation: "O great and supreme God of Order, O Chains of Order that judge all things..."
Raisen sat in the car while the old butler stood guard outside the door.
The violent explosions ahead, along with the thick, choking aura of faith that could be