Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 179: The Cathedral

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Elvis rode in his carriage all the way to the grand cathedral located in the city center.

From the outside, this cathedral appeared very new, matching the growing influence of the Alliance of Horns. The Church had spared no expense in constructing this magnificent building near the central square of Niceport.

Compared to the old church in the eastern district of the city, this new cathedral was not only more splendid but also larger and taller. Its tallest structure, the bell tower, even surpassed the Golden Tower, the governmental building used by the Alliance Council, and for convenience, a basket elevator was installed for personnel.

It wouldn't be long before Niceport's iconic building shifted from the Golden Tower to this grand cathedral.

Elvis stepped down from the carriage and arrived at the cathedral's entrance, noticing nearby wanted posters seeking clues about Baroness Fanny.

He shook his head mockingly.

"Hmph! Who would have thought, the person you're putting so much effort into finding is right here in this cathedral in the city center."

He continued walking towards the cathedral, greeted along the way by monks and believers, whom he acknowledged politely, displaying none of the arrogance he had shown at the embassy.

A green bird took flight from his carriage, hesitating at the cathedral's entrance, seeming undecided about flying inside through the door.

It circled around to the side of the cathedral, finding all windows open along the walls. Just as it was about to pick a window to enter, Elvis emerged from a small door nearby.

Turning around, he headed towards the courtyard behind the cathedral.

The bird changed direction and flew towards the courtyard as well.

Bishop Elvis appeared to be in a good mood as he briskly entered the courtyard. It was elegantly landscaped with flowers and grass, a place for the clergy to stroll and relax after meals.

The bishop quickly spotted the person he was looking for—a man dressed in clergy attire feeding birds in the courtyard. He held a small box filled with grains.

A large group of birds of various colors surrounded him, chirping and occasionally pecking at the grains he had scattered on the ground.

Elvis smiled warmly, "Lord Anthony, I couldn't find you inside, but I figured you'd most likely be here feeding the birds."

The man didn't turn around, still watching the birds covering the ground. Strangely, these birds showed no fear of him.

"How did the Duchess react?"

"Hmph! She said she would consider it. I've given her a deadline. If she hasn't agreed to our terms by this time tomorrow, then her whole family will be ruined."

"Sigh... You really have no pity. I've heard that Princess Helen is renowned throughout the Horns for her beauty."

Elvis frowned slightly. Such frivolous words should not come from a clergyman's mouth.

But the man was a special envoy from the Holy See, and Elvis didn't want to sour their relationship.

"For the glory of my Lord, I will find a way to overcome any obstacles, whether in reality or spiritually."

The man known as Anthony turned around, speaking admiringly, "Truly worthy of Bishop Elvis. With you, a devout and capable bishop, sitting in the Horns Bay, the radiance of my Lord will surely shine upon everyone here."