A little later, after breakfast, everyone went about their own business.
Cleia was walking on the path leading to the other half of the Holy Mountain, still feeling a bit dizzy.
Although it was just casually mentioned in a few remarks during breakfast, the information contained in those words was indeed overwhelming for Cleia.
What seems like a daunting task to others, the path to the Peak Saint Tier, is merely a matter of sequence for Lynn's family. As for the difficulty... what is there to talk about something that doesn't exist?
Even she, who has just joined this family, has a share; clearly, she was just an ordinary middle-level member of the Light Church Court, how did she suddenly surpass His Holiness the Pope?
With such a heavy heart, Cleia made her way back to the Imperial Palace of the Light Empire on the other side of the Holy Mountain.
