Chapter 242
It had been a week since Ian Blackangers had gone missing.
At the Vatican of Holy Constantine, they were busy welcoming a new saint.
Aria Lumines.
But there was something strange about the newly enthroned saint.
“…Hahaha.”
Oscar Javert, the inquisitor, let out a breath that might have been a sigh—or a laugh—while looking at Aria, who lay collapsed on the floor in her saintly robes.
The knight who had once guarded her when she was merely a candidate, Dave, was currently on trial. He had committed numerous crimes, and execution was all but certain.
“Still, I don’t understand why I have to guard her. I have so many other things to do, haha.”
Oscar crouched down with a grin, meeting the eyes of Aria, who was lying there in tears.