"As you wish, your highness." Baudelaire walked out of the temple and a green bridge appeared beneath his legs. He walked up to the Floating City one step at a time on the bridge, as devout as one on a pilgrimage.
Saleen saw that Baudelaire was dressed in a lavish, elegant robe and that his face was covered with an intricate mask. The mask was transparent, with a blank, deadpan face of the figure visible underneath.
Green holy prose coursed over the transparent mask, exuding a mystical charm.
The eyes of the figure were made from a pair of tiger-eye stones. Such low-level gems shone with a brilliant light over Baudelaire's face.
Baudelaire did not conceal the fact that he was a figure. He had used unknown means to get the adherents of Nature Faith to acknowledge him as the pope.
People who had been in contact with gods had all learned a trick or two. The tricks were either used for deception or salvation.
