The vice captain of the 13th squad of the church of Capricorn standing in front of a large burn fire on an altar with a statue built in the center,it was the statue of one of the forms of the goddess Capricorn the soilders carried the remains of the villager and threw it in the altar, it is said that the flame on the altar is known as an unquenchable flame that will burn for eternity it's know as a fraction of the goddess power that she left in this world after the Great war, bodies and other things are offered as sacrifice in the eternal flame to the goddess, as the soilders threw the corpes into the flame he looked deep into it and was lost in it no matter how many times he saw it, it was just beautiful, it was mesmerizing as he looked into the flames it was as if he was being swallowed by it but it was nice, the soilders brought up the rest of the cart containg the bodies and threw it into the flame when they finished they all went on their knees including the vice captain himself as,The priest responsible for guarding the eternal flame came carrig a chain in his hands he walked around the flames with his eyes closed and his hands banded together this was a ceremony carried out when a sacrifice is begin given to the goddess the ceremony would Last until all the courpes have been turned to ash and purified by the flame, it was performed by one priest alone who must be pure of heart and pure of body, when the bodies where fully burned and turned to ashes the preist removed the band on his hands and dropped the chain on the floor he removed the blind fold and arranged all of them together, he went forward and met with the vice captain and said.
"Sir Veltose, long time no see, seems you brought a lot of sacrifice this time"
Veltose replied.
"Well it's not my work you can thank lora".
He sighed.
"Oh lora she's a fistey one isn't she, well she's always been like that this must be talking a toll on her more than she knows".
Veltose looked at him and said.
"Yeah she is one who I truly respect to tell you the truth is that I'm always worried she's like a balloon filled with air it always burst when popped"
The preist folded his hands and walked near the flames and stared into it deeply he said.
"I have stayed here in these grownds for 70 years, I have seen many things such as the end of Sinbad's war and the making of two Apostle but she different than day when the saint brought her to me, I remember it was on a rainy day I had a pretty bad feeling that day I should have gone to sleep early but guess it was faith he carrried a young girl in his hands drenched in the rain, I helped him in the sanctuary which of course I would do since he's a saint second to the apostle but I was shocked when he told me that she isn't from the holy empire, he told me that she was an infidel,
We were supposed to kill all infidels since that is the will of our lord Capricorn and he said to me
well she died already you can't kill the dead twice
I came to understand those words while raiseing her she was really dead from the beginning, I really have developed what a preist isn't supposed to have especially to an infidel".
Veltose replied.
"And what's that"
He said to him
"love Veltose love, I never understood it but now I do you know something I don't think I am pure of mind and heart in order to call myself a priest of Capricorn anymore, so I ask you what do you feel who is she to you Veltose why are you worried when you know she isn't one of us".
At the garden in the church of Capricorn Abraham continues to take his tea he looks in the cup as it ripples with a pleasing effect to him the ripples reminded him of the rainy day when he rescued a little girl from her father who was about to raped by her father while the war was going on as these memories flowed through his mind a huge gust of wind suddenly filled the garden, the wind was so powerful it blew the table away and it landed on the floor the tea cups were shattered and the tea pot spilled it's tea a mist started to form at his back opposite from him and started to condense the more it condense the force of the wind refused the mist finally condensed into a humanoid like figure
Abraham who was seping his tea made a sigh,And said
"You do know you could come in just like every normal person right".
The condensed humanoid mist started to form realistic human features such as eyes and mouth,It replied back to him while floating around him.
"Well I aren't normal am i".
Abraham replied back to him.
"well you certainly aren't for you to spill my good tea I just brewed, a normal person won't do that would he now"
He chukled and said.
"still obsessed with tea are you well I'm sorry".
Abraham got up from the chair and took a stroll in the garden,as he walked the mist finally transformed into a human, five feet tall he had skin as white as the morning dew his hair coiled to form an afro his hands like that of poet, Abraham bent down and toched the prickly rose flower as he admired it,he subtly said
"So how did it go, the meeting the entire nation has been in a pan of oil after Sinbad's wife death was announced".
He sat down on a bench opposite Abraham and crossed his legs while looking at him, said.
"Well I see News citculates fast".
Abraham got up and grabbed a trimmer and started to cut the rose from the ground he sniffed it and smiled he turned to Leonard and said.
"Well it is sinbad one of the four great king that, kind of New usually doesn't go under the bridge like the orders, and you haven't answered my question what was the result of Randarok"
Leonard made a deep sigh
"well we have good news and bad News we could be facing one of the biggest problems in the world right now".
Abraham gathed all the rose he cut together and binded them with a ribbon and as he did that he asked him
"so what the good news and bad news".
Leonard said
"well that smart ass Marco is proposing we attack the Marcovian empire before Sinbad strike first and he says we should do it as demon worshipers"
Abraham dropped the ribbon and the flowers on the grass and said
"What?".