Ailet x Terry [Part 1 Complete]

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It was a lack of transmission, so I said more clearly.

"With the rights of the New Bible, we want to replace inefficient duties with something else. Sending someone like me to the back is a big loss. I will be in charge of the front, and I will leave the external affairs to the other Saints."

"Everything, there is no other saint, right?"

"It's going to happen soon. Please wait."

"......."

My remarks, which had pointed out undiscovered dungeons, were credible. Eyes of trust came from all sides to see if it was true. [The 'Inspector General of Leakage of the Sky' gives a powerful warning.] His hair squatted slightly.

Any mention of the future that has not yet occurred is also dangerous.

I turned the topic around so that the cardinals wouldn't have a break in the chatter.

"Rather, I'd like to tell you about the next dungeon to be torn down."

The strangeness of the cardinals, who had listened well and were inflated with hope for the birth of a new saint who had listened and was precocious, became earthy.

Decal said in a cold sweat.

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry, but I don't mean you just want to give me the name of the area, right...?"

"I will. I think the ability of the Chengcheng Search Squad has been fully confirmed. If you are happy to approve the torpedo, we will give you the exact location."

Bezalius was quick to notice.

"I wonder if this dungeon is located inside the Holy Hall or in the Holy Land."

"Yes, that's right."

Nor was he trying to hide it.

They didn't even know there was a dungeon and left it unintentionally unintentionally unattended, and they wouldn't want a sink to happen in the middle of the Castle Hall like they did 10 years ago.

"That Bezalius Argent wants to grant the request of the New Bible. What do others think?"

"I authorize."

"I approve."

Now it's my turn to unpack the information.

"The next dungeon is the 'Library of the Mansang', which is located in the Chengcheng Gold Book Warehouse. I'll be in right in tomorrow morning."

Chapter 22. The Answer to the Truth

Early in the day, one of the numerous chapels of the Holy Emperor's Office.

The stained-glass barrel windows that the denomination boasted of did not show off its beauty.

The windows of the East Nye were all blocked off by thick velvet curtains. This was tailored to the tastes of the VIP.

Srüb.

In the darkness, the spirit melted away.

The figure who appeared in the dense chapel without a hint was a black-haired man. He dragged a black shadow and headed to the far corner of the chapel.

There was a small space that looked like two wooden coffins had been erected and glued together. It was a confessional room.

Dalcock.

Reed went inside and closed the door. The one who would deliver the Sacrament of Confession had already come in and was waiting.

Due to the lattice partitions and thick insignia that separated the center, I could not see the other side.