Aoda answered naturally:
"His Excellency the Bishop means that although those people are just ordinary clergy, they are also seniors we will be working with day and night for the next few years. We should learn to share these responsibilities, and from now on, a few of us will handle these tasks."
"Well said, Duolin and Aoda, I'll remember you two. Keep up the good work."
"Yes, sir."
Aoda's back tensed up again, as if he had reached his limit.
The archbishop put down the letter in his hand and said:
Is there anything else you'd like to say?
"No, Your Excellency the Archbishop."
"Oh, by the way, has Yiden mentioned my name to you?"
Aoda's words suddenly caught in his throat, and he said with an apologetic expression:
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, you may know, but I am not aware of your name."
"Then let's get acquainted. My name is Antiya Lisi, and I am the Archbishop of the Aduolin Province, your direct superior from now on."
At this point, the archbishop finally revealed his first perceptible smile:
"I also come from a seminary, so you don't need to be too nervous. You can come to me with any problems you can't solve."
"Even if I can't solve the problem, I can report it to the Holy City on your behalf, understand?"
Aoda lowered his head as he listened to the other person's pointed words:
"Understood."
Verdant Holy See, Holy City.
Tasi and Baluo walked along two wide streets they hadn't seen in a long time, breathing in the intoxicatingly fresh air around them.
This is the Holy City, their homeland. After being stationed abroad for two months, they've actually returned like this!
The two of them were unusually relaxed at this moment, much better than when they were in White Wax Town.
This is understandable. The priests of White Wax Town have all fallen into depravity, and under their wanton actions, the town has become a Vitality place. It is unknown how long it will take to restore it to its former state.
The Holy City was different. They firmly believed that the Fallen One were only a minority compared to the Holy City's population. Therefore, the two were even more relaxed in the Holy City than they were in White Wax Town.
Tasi and Baluo are the other two members of Duolin's five-man team. This time, the mission of delivering the message was divided up, and only team member Tailun did not have a message to deliver. He should still be busy with Captain Duolin at this moment.
The reason why two people are needed to deliver the message in the Holy City is that although both Target A and Target B in Duolin's script are within the Holy City, it is best to carry out the mission separately in order to avoid attracting attention.
Tasi, familiar with the process, delivered Duolin's monthly report to the Holy See's archives Records Office. The priest in charge checked the seal, had him register his personal information, and then let him go.
Although this was Tasi's first time delivering a message, as a native of the Holy City, he completed the task with ease and without any unexpected problems.
On the other hand, Baluo's task is a bit more complicated.
He returned to the Holy City under the pretext of requesting leave to visit his family. After a brief visit to his parents, he immediately went to the seminary to begin acting according to his previous plan.
In a seminary room resembling a prayer room, Baluo met his seminary teacher.
After briefly explaining his purpose, the elderly priest in front of Baluo fell into thought.
After mentally selecting suitable candidates, the old man took out a piece of paper, wrote a few simple strokes on it, folded it, and handed it to Baluo beside him:
"Go to the Records Office and find a clerk named Samuer. Show him this, and then give him the letter you brought."
" Samuer is five years your senior. Because of his outstanding talent, he now serves as the aide-de-camp of a cardinal and is capable of delivering that letter to his desk."
Baluo accepted the paper as if it were a priceless treasure, bid farewell to his former teacher, and headed to the Records Office.
His itinerary was perfectly aligned with Tasi's; the two began their separate operations far from the Holy City, and their return to White Wax Town was also a matter of each going their own way, with virtually no chance of being exposed.
After explaining his purpose, Baluo entered the Records Office and met his predecessor Samuer at an archive sorting point. Light brown, bark-like vines extended from behind him, assisting him in sorting the countless documents in front of him.
This was a young man with delicate features and a slender build. Judging from his age, he was probably around thirty years old, but he looked only in his early twenties. Even Baluo, standing in front of him, felt more like a senior.
Clearly, the other man's appearance and physique indicated that he was not a graduate of the Garrison Academy, but the two shared a bond from their shared alma mater. After briefly explaining their purpose, Samuer led Baluo to his private room in the Records Office, drew the curtains, and poured him a glass of water.
"I understand what you mean, teacher. It's just the two of us here; it's absolutely safe. Give me the things."
Baluo took out the "whistleblower letter" that Duolin had written to Target A from his coat and handed it to the senior in front of him.
A light brown vine emerged from Samuer's sleeve, deftly catching the letter before quickly slipping it into his pocket.
"If anyone asks after you leave, just say you came to visit a senior, understand?"
"Clear."
"Well, let's rest here for five minutes. We can't just say we're visiting a senior and then only chat for less than a minute before parting ways."
"OK, thanks."
Baluo sat somewhat awkwardly in his chair. After about two or three minutes, he could no longer bear the silence and couldn't help but ask the young man in front of him:
"Senior, are you... truly now a cardinal's attendant?"
Samuer, upon hearing this, raised his head with a hint of pride and nodded twice.
"Yes, thanks to Luxiusi's favor, I have been his attendant for almost three months."
Seeing the other person's envious gaze, Samuer stood up and patted him on the shoulder:
"Keep going, you can do it too."
Having said that, he had already arrived at the door:
"It's almost time. You can leave anytime. If you're feeling tired, you can rest here for a bit. Just remember to lock the door when you leave."
"Then, senior..."
"I still have work to finish at the archives processing point. I'll deliver this letter to Luxiusi now, and then I'll go back to work there. After all, this is the Holy City; we can't slack off for too long."
The door closed in front of him, Baluo felt that there was a reason why this senior had been promoted to attendant so quickly; at least, his every move and word was likable.
He rested for another two minutes, finished the water in front of him in one gulp, got up to check if he had forgotten anything, and then left the private room, heading towards the gate of the Records Office.
At the entrance to the building, Baluo saw a huge map.
He looked up and stared intently for a few seconds, then walked away.