Xu Shuo said he's only going out for a walk.
But because there were too many ordinary people (referring to everyone other than the bishop) around, and not far away the Imperial Army was eyeing fiercely, so he wasn't able to walk beyond twenty meters from the Throne of Light.
Otherwise, the ever-present Priesthood might secretly wail and cry to him.
Protected so rigorously like this.
To tell the truth, it's a bit irritating.
Xu Shuo stood under a tree, next to him was a Church Acolyte holding a parasol, completely blocking the sun above his head.
In order to ride conveniently in the palanquin, he was now wearing a simple golden Clerical Robe, with his silver long hair falling straight behind him, lying on the carpet spread on the grass.
This place was a small hilltop.
One could see the castle not far away.
When both divisions arrived nearby, the lord of the fortress came out in a flurry to greet them but was quickly sent back by the Imperial Army.
