Semo seemed a bit inebriated; for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of Lynn's words.
He continued the topic on his own, "If you refuse to pay the tithe, what should we..."
As soon as he spoke, Semo's eyes instantly widened, filled with disbelief as he looked at Lynn.
"Lord Lynn, what do you mean by this?"
"The District Church collects the tithe on behalf of the God of Light!"
"Paying the tithe is a risk for the God of Light and a religious duty for everyone."
"Are you showing disrespect to the God of Light?"
Samuel, standing behind Semo, listened to the conversation between Semo and Lynn, his heart full of gravity.
Indeed.
The young Lord Lynn before them would not be as simple as other lords.
Lynn smiled slightly, speaking calmly.
"Bishop Semo, there's no need to be so tense."
"I just want to know what I'll face if I don't pay the tithe!"
Semo had already sobered up from his earlier tipsiness.
He stared directly at Lynn, speaking with conviction.
