Paul arrived at a street near the Primordial Flame Church, but his appearance had not changed at all.
"Paul, does the Lord have any instructions?" Father Barton, disguised, asked beside him.
Paul whispered:
"This is not a place to talk, follow me."
Paul waved his hand and walked into the alley.
Father Barton had no guard against his long-time friend who had grown up together listening to the teachings of the goddess, so he followed him confidently.
As the surrounding pedestrians became fewer and they got farther away from the city center, Barton asked:
"Where are we going?"
Paul answered:
"Out of the city."
Barton nodded. His friend had always been this way, very decisive, not used to explaining his actions to others. Only the closest people could feel his kindness, and he would never betray his friends.
Because of this, in the Sacred City, he had offended many people, but with his outstanding talents, he continued to rise.
