"Is that so? I can only blame myself for not being proficient enough back then," said the girl, as she walked with a dignity that seemed out of place for her age and status, approaching the Tacma Church consultant.
She looked up at the elder with a gaze that seemed like an emperor inspecting a subject.
"It's your duty to avoid all unexpected factors," she said, looking directly into his eyes and speaking with the authority of a superior.
"The return of someone who has been missing for over a thousand years isn't something we could have anticipated," Hill replied, a hint of complaint in his voice.
The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds before the girl lowered her voice and asked, "Is it really him?"
"It's just a phantom," Hill replied, gesturing towards the bronze holy emblem hanging on the girl's chest.
