Russia.
The train station.
The bishop of the Holy Court, Miranda, was having dinner in the carriage.
Victoria City had been severely damaged. Almost all the high-ranking officials of the Holy Court who had originally belonged to Victoria City had died in that terrible battle.
The archbishop of the Holy Court had no choice but to mobilize manpower from all the regions. He gathered a temporary team and prepared to head to Victoria City to take over a series of troublesome matters.
Not long ago, Miranda had been appointed by the archbishop of the Holy Court to head to Victoria City to become the regional bishop.
The train was expected to depart at 9:30 pm.
If everything went smoothly, they would be able to arrive at Victoria City at 4 am.
There was still an hour left before the team was almost assembled.
Everything was going smoothly.
However, for some reason, Miranda felt a little uneasy all the way.
