Ambassador and Bishop

"Mr. Ambassador, please come this way."

The ambassador of the Declan Empire to the Kingdom of Saclerda, Paramesen Oler, nodded and smiled at Archbishop Sekremin of the Esevy Goddess Cult who came forward to receive him.

"I didn't expect Mr. Archbishop to come personally. It really surprised me. Logically speaking, shouldn't you be busy preparing for the ceremony and can't leave at all?"

Archbishop Sekremin of the Esevy Goddess Cult, who was also the highest-ranking person in charge of the cult in the Kingdom of Saclerda, let out a loud laugh that was completely incompatible with his thin body.

"Haha, others naturally don't need an old bag like me to personally come, but it's not easy for Mr. Ambassador to come, so how can I not come? Otherwise, if word gets out, our Esevy Goddess Cult will be mocked by the entire Milky Way for not knowing the rules. Am I right, Mr. Ambassador?"

Ambassador Oler also laughed, but he did not answer.