When Leold had finished all the preparations he was able to do and was just waiting for a call from the Pope, a letter was delivered to Brigitte's private room by Gilbert.
After finishing her work, Brigitte returned to her room as usual and felt uncomfortable. And it was immediately obvious. There was a letter on the desk in her room.
This room was cleaned daily by a servant. If there was a letter, there should have been a word from the servant. However, the fact that there was no letter in the room meant that there was an infiltrator in the room. However, it seems that the person who broke into the room did nothing but leave a letter. Upon inspection of the room, there was no indication that anything had been stolen.
, "...... All that's left is this letter. The sender is ......?:
When Bridget picked up the letter on the desk and saw the name of the sender, her eyes widened in astonishment. Her hand trembled as she held the letter and she muttered the name of the sender.
"Lady Anastasia,......! What in the world is ......?"
Bridget, frozen in surprise, cut the seal on the letter with an impatient expression. She then quickly read through the letter and its contents. Her eyes drifted from right to left as she read Anastasia's letter.
Bridget's expression became more and more grim, and by the time she finished reading the letter, she had to hold her head up.
The content of Anastasia's letter was about the Pope's plans. The letter contained the full details of the Pope's plans and the many misdeeds he has been involved in.
Bridget, a deeply religious woman, has never doubted the word of the Pope, who is said to be the spokesman of God. That is why she could not believe the letter. However, Anastasia, a saint who, like the Pope, can hear the voice of God, had said so. She said that the Pope is planning to resurrect the evil god.
Bridget had never doubted the Pope's words, but when she read Anastasia's letter, she remembered everything that had happened.
She remembered the many things she had done at the Pope's behest. Looking back, there were certainly a number of strange things. There were times when she wondered if she had done the right thing, but she had always deceived herself by saying that the Pope had instructed her to do everything.
But all of this was to help the Pope resurrect the evil god. Bridget no longer knew what to believe. Even if Anastasia's words were true, she didn't know what to do.
Besides, even if she is told now, she has done too much to get her hands dirty. I can't even face my parents now. Bridgette felt a deep pang of regret at the thought. Sitting on her bed, she covered her face with her hands and wept.
:What am I supposed to do ......? How can I ......!"
She asked God, but she would never get an answer. Bridget was left to suffer the pain of the evil she might have been a part of.
Later, Gilbert told Leold that he had delivered the letter safely to Bridget. Would the report be good or bad? It would be hard to know until the day of the event.
A few days later, Leold came to the church. Of course, he did not want to come. He was summoned by the Pope, who wanted him to come because he was going to unveil the choir.
"Welcome, Princess Sylvia, Frontier Count Harvest. Please give a big round of applause today for the start of a new chapter in our history."
Leold clapped his hands as he sat in the guest of honor's seat. His face was smiling, but inwardly he was in the shape of prawn.
（I'm not going to let you do this. You are going to revive the evil god by sacrificing these children, aren't you? And you're using my Sylvia as an extra insurance against it! Don't think that I'll do what you want, you son of a bitch!)
Leold is determined to stop the Pope's plan. No wonder he is angry. He is also targeting Sylvia, his wife-to-be.
The announcement of the choir was made with great enthusiasm, and the residents gathered in front of the church cheered loudly. The singing voice of the new saint, Astraea, has a healing effect, so those with minor wounds can be healed just by listening to her sing.
It is no wonder they have become her admirers. In addition, Astraea's good looks are also a major factor.
"How about this? How do you like her singing voice? "
"It's very wonderful. I would like to invite her to our territory as well."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha. I am very happy to hear you say so."
Leold is laughing along with him, but his heart is still not at peace. He thought it would be better to beat the old black-hearted man in front of him right now.
(That's an infuriating smile, huh? I could beat him up and give him a facelift right now. ......)
Leold's hand on his knee was trembling with anger. Sylvia, noticing this, gently laid her own hand on Leold's, brought her face close to his ear, and whispered in his ear.
"Leold-sama. Please calm down. If you get violent here, all our plans will be in vain."
"...... mu. Yes."
The pleasant voice made Leordo almost shout, but he held on just in time.
Then, once the unveiling of the choir was over, the Pope stepped forward to greet the crowd. The excitement of the local residents was heightened by the Pope's appearance. The residents were thrilled by the Pope's new initiative with the choir.
A new saint, Astraea. And a choir that heals and enriches people's hearts. The Pope has created them. The residents cannot thank him enough.
But they do not know. They do not know that the Pope they now worship in front of them is planning a terrifying scheme
When Leold had finished all the preparations he was able to do and was just waiting for a call from the Pope, a letter was delivered to Brigitte's private room by Gilbert.
After finishing her work, Brigitte returned to her room as usual and felt uncomfortable. And it was immediately obvious. There was a letter on the desk in her room.
This room was cleaned daily by a servant. If there was a letter, there should have been a word from the servant. However, the fact that there was no letter in the room meant that there was an infiltrator in the room. However, it seems that the person who broke into the room did nothing but leave a letter. Upon inspection of the room, there was no indication that anything had been stolen.
, "...... All that's left is this letter. The sender is ......?:
When Bridget picked up the letter on the desk and saw the name of the sender, her eyes widened in astonishment. Her hand trembled as she held the letter and she muttered the name of the sender.
"Lady Anastasia,......! What in the world is ......?"
Bridget, frozen in surprise, cut the seal on the letter with an impatient expression. She then quickly read through the letter and its contents. Her eyes drifted from right to left as she read Anastasia's letter.
Bridget's expression became more and more grim, and by the time she finished reading the letter, she had to hold her head up.
The content of Anastasia's letter was about the Pope's plans. The letter contained the full details of the Pope's plans and the many misdeeds he has been involved in.
Bridget, a deeply religious woman, has never doubted the word of the Pope, who is said to be the spokesman of God. That is why she could not believe the letter. However, Anastasia, a saint who, like the Pope, can hear the voice of God, had said so. She said that the Pope is planning to resurrect the evil god.
Bridget had never doubted the Pope's words, but when she read Anastasia's letter, she remembered everything that had happened.
She remembered the many things she had done at the Pope's behest. Looking back, there were certainly a number of strange things. There were times when she wondered if she had done the right thing, but she had always deceived herself by saying that the Pope had instructed her to do everything.
But all of this was to help the Pope resurrect the evil god. Bridget no longer knew what to believe. Even if Anastasia's words were true, she didn't know what to do.
Besides, even if she is told now, she has done too much to get her hands dirty. I can't even face my parents now. Bridgette felt a deep pang of regret at the thought. Sitting on her bed, she covered her face with her hands and wept.
:What am I supposed to do ......? How can I ......!"
She asked God, but she would never get an answer. Bridget was left to suffer the pain of the evil she might have been a part of.
Later, Gilbert told Leold that he had delivered the letter safely to Bridget. Would the report be good or bad? It would be hard to know until the day of the event.
A few days later, Leold came to the church. Of course, he did not want to come. He was summoned by the Pope, who wanted him to come because he was going to unveil the choir.
"Welcome, Princess Sylvia, Frontier Count Harvest. Please give a big round of applause today for the start of a new chapter in our history."
Leold clapped his hands as he sat in the guest of honor's seat. His face was smiling, but inwardly he was in the shape of prawn.
（I'm not going to let you do this. You are going to revive the evil god by sacrificing these children, aren't you? And you're using my Sylvia as an extra insurance against it! Don't think that I'll do what you want, you son of a bitch!)
Leold is determined to stop the Pope's plan. No wonder he is angry. He is also targeting Sylvia, his wife-to-be.
The announcement of the choir was made with great enthusiasm, and the residents gathered in front of the church cheered loudly. The singing voice of the new saint, Astraea, has a healing effect, so those with minor wounds can be healed just by listening to her sing.
It is no wonder they have become her admirers. In addition, Astraea's good looks are also a major factor.
"How about this? How do you like her singing voice? "
"It's very wonderful. I would like to invite her to our territory as well."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha. I am very happy to hear you say so."
Leold is laughing along with him, but his heart is still not at peace. He thought it would be better to beat the old black-hearted man in front of him right now.
(That's an infuriating smile, huh? I could beat him up and give him a facelift right now. ......)
Leold's hand on his knee was trembling with anger. Sylvia, noticing this, gently laid her own hand on Leold's, brought her face close to his ear, and whispered in his ear.
"Leold-sama. Please calm down. If you get violent here, all our plans will be in vain."
"...... mu. Yes."
The pleasant voice made Leordo almost shout, but he held on just in time.
Then, once the unveiling of the choir was over, the Pope stepped forward to greet the crowd. The excitement of the local residents was heightened by the Pope's appearance. The residents were thrilled by the Pope's new initiative with the choir.
A new saint, Astraea. And a choir that heals and enriches people's hearts. The Pope has created them. The residents cannot thank him enough.
But they do not know. They do not know that the Pope they now worship in front of them is planning a terrifying scheme
