Chapter 197:

Chapter 197:

TL: Etude

Lets rewind to a few days ago

In the grand cathedral at the heart of Fort Ness, Bishop Elvis had just concluded a prayer session.

Following his routine address, the clergy dispersed.

Bishop Elvis, who had appeared calm and composed during the service, now wore a solemn expression.

He headed to the dining hall to have his dinner.

Given his status, he could have easily ordered a private meal from the kitchen.

However, except in cases of illness or other special circumstances, Elvis always insisted on eating communal meals with the ordinary clergy in the large dining hall, a practice that significantly contributed to his popularity.

Seated in his usual spot, a servant placed a meal in front of him.

Elvis picked up a boiled egg and started tapping it on the table, seemingly lost in thought and continuously tapping without stopping.

A curious clergyman nearby noticed that the bishop was so engrossed that he almost crushed the egg without realizing it, as if deep in thought.

Bishop Elvis? Bishop Elvis?

The clergyman gently nudged Elviss arm, snapping him back to reality.

Oh

Elvis realized the state of the egg in his hand.

Lord, forgive me, he muttered, repenting for wasting food. He carefully peeled off the shattered shell and ate the egg in small bites.

The observing clergyman admired the bishops strict self-discipline.

Another clergyman hurried over and whispered to Elvis, Lord Antony has returned.

I understand. Send breakfast to his room and tell him to wait there for me.

Yes, Your Grace.

Elvis hastened his meal and soon cleared his plate.nove(l)bi(n.)com

Lord Antony, I just received a report. The Eton embassy announced they found Baroness Fenniethe damned witch has indeed run back to them! Their public message claims they intercepted a gang of bandits kidnapping Baroness Fennie outside Eton!

Antony pondered, It seems last nights incident was not simple.

Elvis paced anxiously, It must be related. The gang of bandits Eton refers to might be our escort teamits likely Etons guards were on that road last night.

Ah! I should have suspected, the Etonians must have known their baroness was a witch and somehow learned of our plan. They, along with the wolves summoned by the witch, attacked our escort team!

Elvis began to speculate wildly.

Antony asked, What should we do now, Your Grace?

Elvis raised his voice, What else can we do? We must reveal the truth about that witch, let the whole world know. Let the people know the Eton royal family is harboring an evil, filthy witch.

Antony shook his head, I advise you to remain calm, Your Grace. When we had Baroness Fennie, we could have publicly revealed evidence of her being a witch at any time. But now that shes not in our hands, making such a claim unilaterallycould cause big trouble, especially at a time when relations between the church and the Horn Bay countries are so tense.

Elvis huffed, Those spineless rulers! What of it, the people are on our side.

Oh, the publics stance is the most unreliable. Today they sing praises of the glory of the Lord, tomorrow theyll be chanting long live the king!

Elvis fell silent, staring at the candle flame, seemingly pondering his next move.

Your Grace, instead of immediately breaking with the Grand Duchy of Eton, why not focus on another matter first? I believe this is more important.

What could be more important than eradicating evil witches?

Antonys expression turned grave, Eliminating the traitor!

A traitor?

Yes, as you said earlier, the Grand Duchy of Eton might have learned of our plan through some means.

Elvis stood up abruptly.

Youre right, I almost forgot!

His eyes glinted coldly.

There must be someone in the cathedral who has abandoned the teachings of the Lord and succumbed to darkness, a fallen one!

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