There were only a few dozen priests in the direction where the ice ship crashed, and no bishops. Faced with that incomparably gigantic thing, created by magic, the only thing that could protect them was the Holy Light that had just been gathered.
At that moment, their minds were blank, even.
"So you wish to escape, just like that?"
However, Grant's voice rang out quickly. Right after that, spiritual energy that belonged only to the Pope swept over them, controlling the Holy Light that they had gathered, and turning it immediately into a huge shield that was as big as a fortress.
The great shield obstructed the ice ship from the front, like a natural moat, about to forcefully block both Benjamin and the ship.
Nevertheless, Benjamin seemed to have anticipated that Grant would interfere and stop him.
