An Su Master had skillfully dealt with all the ingredients and, after a long day, put away his kitchen knife, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and neatly folded Merlin's Cardinal robe to put it away.
"Clothes make the man, just as saddles make the horse," An Su thought, still planning to use this robe to solicit funds for advancement from other Churches.
Dressed in a long-buttoned coat and wrapped in a velvet-collared white scarf used as a tie, An Su secured the Quenched Holy Blade in its scabbard at his waist and stepped out. Outside, twilight enveloped all, and moonlight, like water, poured through gaps in the clouds, bathing the Saint Diocese in swathes of silver frost.
The Esoteric Sect Followers' Transformation Rite wasn't really of much concern to An Su,
He had no intention of partaking in such absurdities from the start; this visit was merely for amusement.
