Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 180: Setting a Trap

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Anthony tightly grasped the bishop's hand.

"Now I am even more certain that I haven't misjudged. Bishop Elvis, once you ascend to the position of Archbishop of the Horns, you can vie for that highest position! As for those of us in the Holy See who are powerless to change the current situation, we will look to you to oversee the situation!"

Elvis's heart pounded with excitement. In an instant, a beautiful scene unfolded in his mind!

He hadn't doubted why Anthony didn't strive for that direction himself; after all, being within the special system of the Curia, he was basically out of contention for that highest position.

Therefore, seeking like-minded individuals externally and secretly assisting them in rising to power was a logical course of action.

"We are all servants of the Lord, without distinction."

Elvis realized he had been overly emotional just now and quickly restored his usual bishop's dignity.

Anthony suppressed a smile. "Please don't blame me for speaking out of turn. Although I can assist you behind the scenes, ultimately it will depend on your performance. It's likely that more than just me will bear this secret task. And if you do become Archbishop of the Horns and have your sights set on that position, you'll need to demonstrate even better and more."

"I understand this. Thank you, Your Excellency, for the reminder."

Although his face returned to its calm demeanor, Elvis's heart was ablaze with determination. How could he achieve better results than others? Let those secular rulers prostrate themselves completely under the power of the Lord, completely and willingly!

Anthony grabbed a small handful of grains and scattered them on the ground, where a large group of birds rushed forward to feed.

Among them, a crested parrot flew in from somewhere unknown.

"A green crested parrot? Quite rare, aren't they usually white or gray?"

Curiosity flashed through Anthony's mind as he looked more closely at the strange parrot.

He grabbed another handful of grains and sprinkled them near the parrot.

"Speaking of which!"

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"The Grand Duchess already knows her sister is in this church, right?"

Elvis nodded. "Although I didn't explicitly say it, I think she must suspect this place first."

Anthony looked worried.

"What if she comes to the church to take her sister by force?"

"She... she dares! This isn't Eaton."

Anthony shook his head. "It's not about fearing the certain, but the uncertain. Once a woman loses her reason, she's capable of anything. We've locked up her own sister."

"Well... you have a point."

"I suggest that before we get a clear reply from the Grand Duchess, we temporarily move the person. Is there a good place nearby to hide?"

"There's a secluded village in the northern suburbs, rarely visited by outsiders, with a village church. It's quite suitable for hiding."

"I think you should move the person there!"

Elvis nodded. "I'll take care of it now!"

"No!" Anthony stopped him. "There are too many people on the road now, and it's better to wait until dark to act. We can't afford to miss this opportunity."