The discharge procedure was unexpectedly quick.
“Because there’s nothing left to break in your body anyway.”
Those were the words of Archbishop Aindel, my attending priest. Just from the tone, it sounded like I had caught a cold or something, so I couldn’t help but let out a wry laugh.
“Is that something a priest should say?”
“Life and death are the Lord’s domain, so what more can this humble servant do? However, I will pray for you, Ian. Lord, look upon this lost lamb……”
If I left it like this, I’d be stuck listening to a long prayer without escape.
To prevent such a misfortune, I had to leave a hasty notice.
“Then, I’ll be going.”
“No, the prayer is just starting……”
“That’s enough. I’ve roughly gotten the information I need.”
It was as I said.
Right after hearing that I had regained consciousness, Archbishop Aindel came to find me and told me the general story of what had happened. Though most of it was information about the battle that day.
The two Seven Deadly Sins that attacked the Academy retreated quickly. It meant the attack wasn’t planned to target the relics stored…