"You, this...what does this mean?"
Use it?
Uh, no.
Use Him!!?
Upon realizing the true meaning behind the Archbishop's words, Herbert went silent. He skipped over fear and directly entered a stage of forced calmness.
Thump thump.
Herbert maintained a puzzled appearance on the surface, but internally he had forcibly entered a state of extreme serenity.
He could clearly hear his own heartbeat, sense the flow of blood through his veins; his mind was highly tense.
Seal...
Due to becoming more intimate with Saint Nenasha and familiar with the Archbishop, Herbert almost forgot what kind of entity the Evil God he followed truly was.
He was never some roadside Evil God like a cat or dog, but a terrifying entity personally suppressed beneath the monastery by the unfathomable Archbishop before him.
Saint Level seal object——[Desecrated Prayer Statue]
Or rather...[The Death of Saint Nenasha]
