"...From now on, this day each year will be the Communion's most sacred day. This is the day the Lord bestowed Holy Communion upon us. We will gather together, enjoy good food, and pray together... I hereby declare the first Food Festival open!"
"Food Festival?" Elliot did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He had realized that Elsa was quite reliable when handling religious affairs or settling believers, but naming things was another matter entirely.
Damn it, he should have been on his guard when he first saw those ridiculous Prayers of the Communion's!
"No, someone else needs to write these rituals and Prayers!"
Watching the cheering believers below, Elliot finally realized that he might have made a terrible mistake. How were they supposed to spread their faith in the future?
Those in the know understood that the Communion was a Secret Society. Anyone else would think it was a chain of canteens.
Still, in these troubled times, a canteen might actually be more appealing than a Secret Society. Perhaps they had stumbled onto the right answer.
With no time for this nonsense, he controlled Vanessa and spoke. "Clara, how are the preparations... Clara? Where are you?"
"Ah, sorry, I'm still not very used to this third-person perspective. I'm floating around in the sky right now."
As she spoke, Clara turned her gaze toward Elsa on the podium. With a thought, she used [Possession] on her.
"Clara?" Elsa immediately sensed that her friend had come to her side. "Are you going to start [Deep Thought]? Are the believers close enough together now? Do we need to gather more?"
Hearing this, Clara checked, then gently shook her head. "No, this is fine. My domain just covers them too... I'll try [Deep Thought]."
"All right, then I'll begin leading the Mass."