"Then why don't you bow down to this bread I've eaten?"
The Archbishop, who was originally smiling, became petrified upon hearing this, and, facing the jeering nobles around him, his face turned red as he struggled to find a way to descend graciously. "Viscount, you are too happy today, but before the Holy See, we should not be so frivolous."
"I am certain that your devout faith will win you the honorable position you deserve."
Just when everyone thought the Viscount would take the hint and step down, who could have expected the Compulsion Viscount to burst into laughter. "Do I use faith to get what belongs to me and my rights? Hahaha, I've gotten everything through war and strength."
At this time, some people had already realized something was wrong with the Viscount.
