"So it is... Even though I've heard about it, actually witnessing the power of this generation's Divine Agent is truly astonishing."
"Let's end the insincere remarks here. My schedule is tight, and after I've dealt with you, there are a heap of other matters to take care of."
"After all that's been said, you just want to kill off this old geezer."
With a sigh, Richelieu's eyes shone with a sharp light.
"But before I die, I would very much like to hear your plans for the world. As a being who claims to act on God's behalf, what exactly are you plotting?"
"That's none of a dying man's concern. Anyway, in that other world, someone will tell you the answer."
"Those words don't seem like something you would say. For a man who believes in nothing, to suddenly mention 'the afterlife' seems hypocritical. Or is it that you fear this old immortal so much? Afraid that a dead man will spill your secrets?"
Richelieu spread his hands, his face a mix of mockery and disdain.
"..."
