Chapter 907 - 469: The Holy 22 Bells
The pilgrimage came to an end at the City of The Holy Seat in the City of Ten Thousand Cities, the nominal capital of Ancient Civilization, located on a peninsula within the realms of the Holy Empire’s Royal Capital.
Ivita, all by himself dressed in simple white linen clothes like a devout believer of The Church, traveled lightly all the way, treating everyone he met with kindness, like a breath of fresh spring air. He gave alms to everyone he saw, be it a beggar or a rich man.
As a result, the procession of pilgrims following Ivita swelled in number and size, drawing the attention of all.
With so many people following Ivita, if the Empire and the Alsace Kingdom were to send an assassin, it could potentially lead to many deaths.
However, the Empire and the Alsace Kingdom were currently too stretched to act.
Thus, today’s conspicuous demonstration proved to be relatively successful. It seemed as though the grand pilgrimage procession had no guards and relied solely on the blessings of the God of All Things and the faith and friendliness of the believers. In truth, the Hearthstone Witch and the Blue Illusion Grand Witch were always following Ivita, and with Ivita’s own Magical Power, the group, which was mostly composed of the elderly, women, and children, was very safe.
Furthermore, as the scale grew larger, the pilgrimage was no longer just about Ivita; it had become a matter for The Church as well.
They were walking along the pilgrimage path trodden by saints in the ancient era, a path of thorns in the mortal world. How could anything happen to these people?
If anything did happen, it would be a loss of face for The Church.