"Bishop, how is the new batch of candidates, is there anyone particularly promising?"
Asked an old man dressed in a long robe, his question directed to the man sitting opposite him, who was also adorned by an identical robe.
"Do not ask me that which you already know, there are always promising candidates..."
"...Especially at times such as this, when the current Heavenly Virtues have gone past their prime."
The Bishop replied, pinching his wrinkled brow.
"Bishop... You must understand that we are under immense pressure from above, it is a necessity that the next generation must be more powerful than the last."
"Otherwise the Holy State Republic and his Holiness, the Emperor, will be put to shame."
"Sigh... The last generation of Virtues was by far the weakest in our history."
"Should this continue... Our holy land will be taken from us by our enemies."
