The time goes back to a month ago.
The waves hurled icy sprays against the railings on the shore.
The cold wind swept by, turning the railings and the seawater dripping on the shore into crystal-like icicles.
A cold mist rose over the sea, and Xie Li could not see beyond the sea, nor could he see the future.
Since the defeat at Grey Robe Hill four years ago, the entire Northern Church has been on a steady decline.
First, the political ally Leia Kingdom was in turmoil, with constant strife, followed by the invasion from the north by the Falan Kingdom.
The Northern Church was further accused of colluding with the Royal Court, yet ironically, the only one who could help them now was the Royal Court.
Even if Puliano is reluctant, he cannot change the outcome of the Royal Court's army wanting to provide support.
The only thing he could do was pretend not to know and reject assistance.
Yet, orders from the Pope wouldn't even leave Golden Horn Bay, let alone Holy Seat City.
