Chapter 37: Tonight will not be too peaceful
Noon, at Queen Catherine’s office.
Not only Catherine but also four other people were in the room, all of whom held important positions in the Kingdom.
BAM!
Catherine angrily threw a scroll to the ground, her eyes looking as if they were about to spit fire, her voice filled with killing intent as it rang out, "Damn that Church! Do they think I’m a puppet?"
"How dare they kill my people in my own Kingdom! Have those fanatics gone mad?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down." At that moment, one of them suddenly spoke up.
His expression was incredibly calm and indifferent, his eyes half-closed, giving the impression that nothing could possibly frighten him.
"Borok? What do you mean?" Catherine asked with a frown, her voice transforming into an invisible force that pressed down on the shoulders of all four people present.
Borok clearly felt that terrifying pressure, hot as if a fire were burning around him, and heavy as if a large rock were pressing on his shoulders.
However, his expression didn’t change much. He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, we cannot lose our composure at this time, nor can we afford to provoke the Church."
"Borok, I hope you have a reasonable explanation for me, or else..." Catherine said, her voice chillingly terrifying.