Looking at the bishop whose eyes were red from crying for the Kingdom, Theoden sighed gently and reached out to straighten his tilted hat.
"It seems... it's not just our Empire that has fallen; Saint Clement Cathedral is no longer that merciful and accommodating Holy Court."
The King's tone carried a hint of regret, as if lamenting the decline of that ancient church in the distance, yet the regret was not entirely evident.
At least he wasn't as emotional as the Bishop, without shedding a single tear.
"No need to be sad, Claude. The greed is the sin of the Pope and the Cardinals, I will not blame you, the innocent, for their greed."
In those seemingly merciful cloudy eyes, there was only a deep indifference that had long been anticipated.
Theoden was not surprised at all; he never expected the Holy City, far away, to spend money for the citizens of Roland City.
However, Claude's ridiculous performance art did not bother him; at least it brought him some good cheer.
