“Priest Flawy of the Flower Goddess Church, by the authority vested in me as a saintess of the Sun Church, I hereby requisition your services.”
Stunned by the saintess’s request, which repaid kindness with enmity, I asked,
“..May I ask what ‘requisition’ means?”
“I mean exactly what I said. I want you to help me.”
Considering the saintess’s likely circumstances, the word ‘conscription’ came to mind before ‘requisition.’
But judging by the saintess’s reaction, that didn’t seem to be what she meant.
‘Besides, with Sun Church personnel available, there’s no reason to conscript me, the city’s priest.’
Nor did she seem to have noticed my level—or rather, my place in the hierarchy.
‘What on earth is she trying to do?’
I only learned the saintess’s purpose after talking with her a little longer...
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