Obtained the Sealed sword

Franz arrived at the cathedral with the chained cultist. To be precise, it was a secluded area within the cathedral where people rarely visited.

Since the sun had just set, there were still many Followers in the cathedral, and drawing their attention wasn’t exactly something he wanted.

Imagine them praying right to his face, crying out, the saint has captured a cultist!

“Ugh, just imagining it is exhausting.”

Franz slowly shook his head to erase the terrible thought.

When he was young, he was sure that being the center of expectations was nothing but a joy. But how on earth did it end up like this? It seemed that as he grew older and learned more, a great many things changed.

It was then.

“Saint…?”

At the sudden voice, Franz’s gaze naturally shifted.

Standing there was a bald priest with a shiny head. It was the same person who had guided him when he came looking for Yusti-ah once before...