"Duke, your complexion seems a bit off these days," a mage under the Magic God inquired with concern.
After all, though the Duke of White Frost was not the head of the Magic Church, he was the protector of all faithful of the Magic God, and naturally, they cared a great deal.
Their Magic Church was but a third-rate small institution, only able to huddle within the capital of the White Frost Duchy, and beyond that, they virtually had no influence.
Despite the Duke's faith in the Magic God, the White Frost Duchy was actually still dominated by the likes of the Holy Light, Fertility, and many other Divine beings; it wasn't something they could decide. After all, those were the bigger powers, and besides, the Duke couldn't stop it, because if he wanted to govern such a large Duchy, he couldn't do without the help of these churches.
