In the Grand Chapel of the Cardinal Spirit Church, there was a majestic golden state of the Holy Justice God. It was a being with a blindfold wrapped around its eyes, and its majestic three pairs of wings were spreading above the sky. In its hands were a spear and a sword. A trace of unknown radiance was emitting from the statue of the Holy Justice God.
However, in this holy place that the Faery Humans were supposed to protect with their lives, an empty throne was sitting right on the same platform as the statue of the Holy Justice God, which was a complete blasphemy to the God's prestige since this throne on the same platform could very well mean that whoever sat on it would be equal to the Holy Justice God.
Consequently, the two cloaked people present in the chapel have the exact thoughts at this moment.
"What a daring fellow!" A melodious woman's voice rang from the tall, cloaked figure.
