In the bustling streets of the capital in Berum.
In the area between where the middle class and the wealthy lived, there was a massive church with all kinds of people going in and out.
That was the church of the Sacred Cross, the main religion that was rooted in the whole kingdom of Berum that worshiped the Goddess of Life.
In that very church where it´s size alone resembled a small citadel, a man wearing armor made out of asherrim and steel with a sword in his left waist walked towards that church.
Walking inside the church the man was shortly greeted by women wearing noon clothing.
"Oh, Sir Lewis. Welcome back."
Seeing that, Lewis stared at them coldly before replying.
"I am back."
Moving past them, he felt multiple glares behind his back.
"It has gotten worse..."Ignoring the glares of the noons and other men having similar equipment as his, he stood in front of a massive door.
