Reporter Meliye froze for a moment at his words. In fact, from the expressions of Bishop Woforen and the other district leaders earlier, she had already realized that this definitely had not been planned. When Kallen and the others got out, she had paid particular attention to the reactions of the three young people behind him. There was definitely a misunderstanding here.
However, her aim was merely to pick up some news to meet her approaching deadline.
Now, she seemed to have caught a promising story. Order Weekly was an internal church publication, so positive news was naturally more welcome.
Meliye asked, "But do you feel this approach is a little too extreme, or has the district put a great deal of pressure on you?"
"Extreme? I don't think so." An appropriate smile appeared on Kallen's face. "Coffins carry another special meaning in our Order God Church. My friend Bart's grandfather serves in the First Knight Order.
"Besides expressing our determination to win, coming here in a hearse was also our way of paying tribute to the veterans of the First Knight Order.
"They have always been our role models, and we will draw inspiration from them to face the upcoming final selection, and whatever difficulties we may encounter in the future, with greater resolve and fearlessness."
Hearing his grandfather mentioned, Bart composed his expression, puffed out his chest, and grew solemn.
"But isn't such a gesture too heavy, and tinged with a world-weariness that people your age shouldn't have?"
"No, quite the opposite. Precisely because they protect us, my friends and I, as well as the great Order God Church, can be like true young people, like the sun at seven or eight in the morning."
It happened to be seven thirty in the morning.
Meliye glanced at her