Chapter 253. The Holy Kingdom (2)
Fortunately, the chapel had been built sturdily. Though the collapse of one pillar had begun to crack the others, the ceiling hadn't yet come crashing down.
Whoosh.
"Hah..." Seria sighed as she waved her hand gently through the air. And then, a miracle happened—the fallen pillar returned to its original place as if nothing had ever happened.
"If you want to fight, take it outside. What kind of disgrace is this?" Saintess Seria scolded the combatants sharply.
Mitas burst into laughter at her words, then said, "Hahaha! It's been a while since I met a young one with so much energy. I couldn't help but feel my blood boil again. Yes, that's what youth should be like! The young people of this kingdom have none of that."
The grave demeanor from earlier had completely vanished. People usually imagined clergy to be calm and composed, but Archbishop Mitas was different.
"Caron Leston, I like you," Mitas declared.
"...Excuse me?" Caron said.
"What's your relationship with my daughter?" Mitas asked.
"Your daughter?" Caron echoed.
"When Seria was young, she was basically raised by me. So I daresay she's my daughter," Mitas replied.
Everything made sense now. This had to be why Seria had come here.