The wooden door collapsed with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.
The people inside the church could no longer play ostrich. A chubby middle-aged priest reluctantly came out, greeting Colin with a cold expression.
âYou must be Count Angler, right? Please refrain from being disrespectful in front of the church where we worship our Lord!â
âWorship our Lord?â Colin sneered, âDoes your âLordâ accept your worship?â
The priestâs pupils shrank, a look of panic flashed briefly across his face before being quickly hidden as he reprimanded sternly:
âCount Angler, donât talk nonsense! The consequences of blasphemy against the Divine Being may be more than you can bear!â
Viscount Benson obviously didnât fully understand the hidden meaning in their words. Seeing the situation getting out of hand, he hurriedly tried to mediate:
âMy lord, this before you is Pastor Danny of Falcon City, a devout believer, kind and good-hearted. Upon hearing of Duke St. Hildeâs misfortune, he also expressed great regretâ¦â
âIs that so?â Colin sneered, âThen, Pastor Danny, what do you think of Pope Gregoryâs actions? Isnât it thoroughly blasphemous?â
Pastor Danny knew that Count Angler was forcing him to take a stand.
He took a deep breath, ignoring the constant signaling by Viscount Benson, responded righteously:
âCount Angler, the Pope as the spokesperson of our Lord, could not possibly commit blasphemy! I believe you have been misled, thus misunderstanding the Pope.â
âMisled? So, you think Cardinal Turennes and Archbishop Agani of the North Territory are making false accusations, deliberately framing Gregory?â
Pastor Danny hesitated for a moment, then said, âThat is a possibility.â
Colin surprisingly nodded in agreement, appearing to have an epiphany, âI understand now, your Pope, being the spokesperson of the Lord, naturally canât make a mistake. However, the cardinals and archbishops beneath him may indeed commit blasphemy.
So, Pastor Danny, what about you?â
Pastor Danny declared without fear, âI am undoubtedly devout to the Lord, never committing any acts of blasphemy!â
âIs that so?â Colin sneered sarcastically. He then turned his gaze to the group of priests behind Danny, âIs there anyone who can prove Pastor Danny has committed blasphemy?â
Pastor Danny snorted and said, âCount Angler, do you really think your little trick can make the faithful followers of the Lord lie?â
âWhy are they going to lie? What I need is solid evidence.â
âThen you are bound to be disappointed.â
âReally?â Colin looked at the confident Pastor Danny and added, âThe Lord is not just fair, but also generous. Hence, anyone who can provide evidence of Pastor Dannyâs crime will receive his position as the Bishop of Falcon City.â
At this statement, Pastor Danny could no longer maintain his composure and immediately retorted: âCount Angler, by what right can you appoint a diocesan priest?â
âTrue, I indeed do not have the direct right to appoint a bishop.â Colinâs smile carried endless allure, âBut to decide the tenure of a mere bishop through negotiation, that is nothing difficult for me.
If any of you wish to test my abilities, feel free to step forward.
Oh, and Iâd like to impart some news.
I have just received the formal invitation from Cardinal Mensai. He will arrive in Falcon City in the near future, I believe he has the power to decide the Bishop of Falcon City, right?â
Pastor Dannyâs face changed, exclaiming, âHow would Cardinal Mensai listen to your slanderous wordsâ¦â
Colin interrupted him with a sneer, âIâm not slandering. Instead, I want to provide solid evidence! Pastor Danny, if youâre truly innocent, why be so alarmed?â
âIâm not alarmed!â Pastor Danny defensively shot back.
Colin looked slyly at the somewhat flustered Pastor Danny, then addressed the group of priests once more:
âFellow pastors, is your high priest truly a saint without fault?â
The priests glanced at each other, evidently hesitant.
Meanwhile, Pastor Danny eyed them menacingly, his intention to warn clearly evident.
But faced with such a temptation, one of the priests stepped forward:
âMy lord, I know that Pastor Danny has embezzled some of the tax money⦠â
Pastor Danny immediately started as if someone had stepped on his tail, âDamn it, John! When have I embezzled tax money!â
Colin laughed out loudly and encouraged promptly, âPray, Pastor John, you need not fear. Bring forth the evidence. I believe Cardinal Mensai would not tolerate a corrupt bishop continuing to lead the falcon city diocese.â
Pastor John became hesitant, âMy lord⦠umm⦠I donât actually have any proofâ¦â
âSee, I knew it was slander! Slander!â Pastor Danny immediately began to crow triumphantly.
However, Pastor John interjected: âMy lord, while I donât have direct evidence, I know that Pastor Dannyâs suburban manor is extravagantly built, well beyond the means of a common bishopâs salary. If your men were to investigate, Iâm certain they would make some findings!â
âBullshit! That manor was built with my years of savingsâ¦â
âVery well! Pastor John, thank you for providing such valuable leads. Indeed, an investigation is needed.â Colin said with a gleeful smile.
âWhat rights do you have to search my manor!â Danny immediately objected.
But his guilty demeanor affirmed Colinâs suspicion of wrongdoing in that manor. He patted Viscount Benson next to him and said:
âViscount Benson, Falcon City is ultimately your territory. Why donât you lead the search of Pastor Dannyâs manor?â
âThis⦠doesnât seem appropriate. It is after all a private manorâ¦â Viscount Benson hesitated.
He well understood that Count Angler was pushing him to choose a side.
âHow can it be inappropriate?â Colin didnât let Viscount Benson off the hook easily, âThis is undeniably an excellent opportunity for Pastor Danny to prove his innocence. How could you refuse?â
Danny, cornered by Colin, could not argue back. If he persisted in refusing, it would seem like he had something to hide.
Viscount Benson felt the aura of Count Angler by his side continuously strengthening, making it hard for him to catch his breath.
Across from them, Pastor Danny was also constantly signaling to Viscount Benson, as if warning and pleading at the same time.
Seeing Viscount Benson unable to make a decision, Colin added coldly:
âViscount Benson, Iâm quite patient. However, when Marquis Garcia arrives later, he wonât be so amicable.
Donât forget, he just murdered a Cardinal.â
Viscount Benson shuddered, then immediately shouted:
âFine! Letâs see if there is anything hidden in Pastor Dannyâs manor!â