Since the rise of the Sun Cult, which integrated the Old Church and the Divine Cult, their power had grown exponentially.
Originally, gold and luxury were not considered virtues for religious figures, but establishing the Order's prestige with those overflowing donations was, in a way, a matter of course.
The Grand Temple of the Sun Cult was decorated with white marble and gold ornaments that seemed to cleanse the mind just by looking at them, clearly demonstrating the imposing stature of the cult's influence.
"Wow\~"
Though it was a place she visited often, Abigail marveled at the Order's prestige every time she came. This was where her mother worked. And where her father was worshipped.
Furthermore, thinking that this place would become their Home Base made her feel inexplicably proud.
"Careful not to fall."
Miriam gracefully stepped down, holding the hand of Abigail, who looked ready to jump out of the carriage. As expected, this kind of elegance was something to learn from Mother Miriam.
"Where could Mother be?"
"Well. The Papal Curia office is a bit further inside... Actually, there's no need to look."...
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