After leaving Tierus Mansion, Moselle wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and quickly walked toward the carriage with the help of his subordinates.
What a bunch of lunatics!
Even now, he was still immersed in the atmosphere of the earlier encounter, unable to extricate himself for a long time.
First, he barely escaped death at the hands of that madwoman, then he witnessed members of the Mosgla family, who had good relations with the Heavenly Principle Church, being threatened with death and killed on the spot by that lunatic.
Lastly, it had escalated to Duke Tierus personally taking action, yet he couldn't subdue the opponent at all!
Was the Third Imperial Princess really that powerful as the rumors suggested?
Could it be...
For a moment, Moselle's face shifted between different expressions.
After returning to the carriage, he felt slightly relieved.
Feeling the wheels slowly turning, Moselle was filled with mixed emotions.
"Bishop, do we need to..."
