Laveya stood there, searching for a way to run. George loomed menacingly behind her while Maurice stood to her right, his bow fully drawn and aimed at her. Lavinia and Allen stood to her left; their eyes were full of malice, and Petronella was poised to unleash her amnis at any moment. Standing directly in front of her was the Knight of Rounds, Birawa, who had callously killed other High Priest before.
'I see, this party is a suitable party to fight High Priest Allester. That means he's not that good at predicting who will come to attack the region.'
The table has turned. Laveya now had nowhere to run. The only troops she had were six, and then the one holding The Cloven Grail that kept sucking the blood of the dead.
Rather than paying attention to the conspicuous Cloven Grail, Petronella looked at the red book with a silver chain that Laveya was holding.
'So that's the Cursed Gospel that each high priest has,' Petronella guessed.
