"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
In the Nekso Palace, at the periphery of the Parliament of Nobles, Richard was waiting with a hundred main supporters for the religious reform.
When two God's Arrivals appeared in the sky and attacked each other, those cardinals and bishops were more confused than ever. They mumbled similar exclamations: "How is this possible?"
"Which of them is the heretic?"
"One of them has to be a heretic, right? Then, why can a heretic use God's Arrival, too?"
"My Lord, is this your test for us?"
God's Arrival, a unique, supreme divine power that solely belonged to the pope, proved his identity as the spokesperson of the God of Truth on earth. It was the firmest confidence for the clerics. Even the heretic reverends and cardinals in the north would fall silent when talking about the problem. Although the pontiffs had God's Grace, it was not nearly as good as God's Arrival, which could injure and defeat the Silver Moon and the Lord of Hell.