Atop the tower of Saint Naye Cathedral, standing here and looking around gave one a strange feeling.
A small patch of tranquility existed within the modern city, perhaps that's why some people always loved going to church on weekends.
They could find some peace of mind here, thus thinking this tranquility was a gift from God.
Mr. Jiobaf leaned on the railing, gazing into the distance, and when Lance came up the stairs, he saw something indescribable in Lance's expression.
Envy, jealousy, various emotions surged within him.
Previously, he had hidden these emotions well, but now, it had become difficult for him to conceal them.
"I heard you wanted to talk with me," Mr. Jiobaf glanced at Hiram downstairs discussing why people entering Heaven need not wear clothes with Ethan—didn't the priest stop these blasphemers from coming in?
From Hiram's discontent with Heaven, it was clear that he lacked reverence for God.
