Chapter 136: The Knight Picked Up the Rod (1)
Rustle, rustle.
A man scribbled on an old parchment.
Although modern tools like fountain pens and various ballpoint pens were readily available, he still wrote with a quill made from a bird's feather.
The elegance of his handwriting and the absence of ink smudges indicated his familiarity with the quill.
[When the 10th Angel following the Light proclaimed to bear all the sins of this world, the angel still sought to save as many as possible at the gates of Hell-.]
Squelch!
"......."
The hand that had been writing passages from the scripture halted abruptly, causing the ink to smudge. The man furrowed his brows.
This was a rare occurrence.
Anyone familiar with the man would tilt their head in puzzlement. After all, he was known for his stoic demeanor, rarely showing emotional fluctuations.
Thus,
"...Is this what the monks call ‘agitation’?"