Chapter 143
Once all the visitors had left, the bishop summoned the priest who had guided “Sergio” today.
The priest, clad in a white robe and carrying a white lantern, entered the room where Death’s manifestation resided and offered his respects. He extinguished the lantern’s flame, stepped forward into the darkness where the bishop waited, and stood silently, waiting for permission to speak.
“You worked hard today,” the bishop soon said.
“It must have been exhausting.”
“It was my honor.”
“You must have spent the day with an anxious heart.”
“I am still lacking...”
“Before divinity, who among us can stand tall?”
“I am grateful for your boundless compassion.”
“Yes...”
The bishop gestured for him to sit and asked,
“Tell me what you saw and heard.”