In the midst of Archbishop Delman's hopeless wailing, Lette turned and descended to the second floor.
Other members of the Red Robed Holy Hall heard the archbishop's screams and rushed up nervously to check, only to run into Lette.
"Your Highness! What happened to the archbishop?"
"Nothing much, the Pope has been unwell these past two days, and Lady Goddess invited him for a chat to arrange matters concerning the Holy Presence.
I noticed his enthusiasm for work was quite high, so I conveniently added him an extra shift!"
The Red Robed People looked at one another and then cautiously asked.
"But why was Archbishop Delman's voice tinged with a bit of sobbing just now?"
"Tears of joy."
"... Your Highness, are you sure everything's okay?"
Lette spread his hands: "What could be the problem? More time for him to listen to Lady Goddess's teachings is a good thing.
In the past, how many archbishops have had the chance to converse directly with the Goddess?
