Outside the confession room, the priest who had slipped away earlier in the night was pointing and gesturing towards the inside, clearly the law enforcement team had been called by him.
The time taken by the law enforcement team was far longer than Ethan had imagined. He could only suspect that either their efficiency was extremely low, or they, like the priest, had diarrhea and had been standing in line at the toilet all night.
"But compared to this, I'm more curious about you, 'Old Sen' the priest, this shouldn't be your real name."
"It's a stage name."
Ethan said.
The name Old Sen was not only catchy but also eliminated some unnecessary troubles. For instance, in the Far West, the name "Ethan" had already been tightly linked with the Evil God.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
This was also every member of the law enforcement team's question.
After the original priest left, a mysterious person had taken over his duties and sat in the confession room until early morning.
