After leaving the Office Divine Temple and returning to the carriage, the Whip Bearer kept his eyes closed, as if resting.
Kallen felt for him. Dealing with a High Priest like that really was mentally and physically exhausting.
Fortunately, few of his direct superiors had ever been difficult to get along with. Well, few had stayed with him for long, either.
Just then, Miguel deliberately said, "District Chief Kallen, you can get off once we're outside the gates of Church Headquarters. There are carriages there that go straight to the Church Administration Building."
Miguel had taken the initiative to suggest Kallen leave to make the arrangement seem less obvious, so his efforts to arrange and facilitate this would not look too deliberate.
Besides... it really was time for Kallen to leave. Surely he couldn't follow the Whip Bearer back to his office for afternoon tea?
Kallen was about to nod in agreement when the Whip Bearer opened his eyes.
Kallen and Miguel immediately prepared to listen, but the Whip Bearer closed his eyes again without speaking, as though something had just occurred to him and he had instinctively considered it before returning to his rest.
Miguel took out a blanket and laid it over Fudeng's knees. Woven from the fur of a fire-attribute demon beast, the blanket naturally provided excellent warmth.
Kallen found that interesting. The Whip Bearer's office was surrounded by glaciers, he kept a Frost Dragon at his side, and he loved cold drinks like slushies, yet... he actually felt the cold?
Kallen promptly looked away. The details of someone's daily life could reveal highly sensitive information-for instance, that there was probably something wrong with the Whip Bearer's health-but as a subordinate, he could not keep prying.
Earlier, merely staring at the back of the foreign affairs minister's