An Old Country Bumpkin Accepts a Request

“W-wait a minute. Why me?”

I couldn’t make sense of any of this.

The mastermind behind supplying Dusk with magic gear was a bishop of the Sphen Church. Fine. But why did I have to capture him?

The conversation had taken a huge leap. Couldn’t Lucy or someone else handle it and be done with it? Why was something like this landing in the lap of an old guy like me?

“You’re the only option. We have appearances to consider, and they matter quite a bit to us.”

“...”

I understood why the Church cared about appearances. The Rebellio Knights’ Order did, too. It was only natural for organizations like those to care about their public image and their standing. Both the Knights’ Order and the Church depended on the people’s support.

But I couldn’t understand why they’d chosen me.

“First of all, I can’t act. If the Mage Corps gets into a conflict with the Sphen Church...”

“...Well, I can understand that.”...