"To be honest, I always thought that the story about Bishop Miller was just hearsay, but I never expected..." After recounting the poor student's plight, April sighed with a serious expression, "Indeed, some rumors are not entirely unfounded!"
After saying that, she looked at Xu Ling with pity, as if to say, "It seems that the other person is not the most pitiful one. You are the most pitiful one!"
Xu Ling: ······
She had to admit, she was stung by April's blunt gaze!
Her lips trembled involuntarily. Even with the verdict delivered, she still refused to give up, her eyes wide as she continued to ask, "Really... really, I can only go to class?"
She just went to the wrong classroom; she didn't even choose a class! Why would she go to class for no reason?!
"Yes!" April nodded without hesitation. Seeing Xu Ling's unwilling expression, fearing that she might be disobedient, she immediately emphasized again, "You must go to class! Otherwise... even the teacher can't save you!"
Even the teacher... can't help anymore?
When her thoughts were exposed, Xu Ling's expression didn't change. But now that it was mentioned that even Cersei might be unable to help, her expression clearly paused, her lips tightened slightly, and her gaze sharpened as she looked into April's eyes, as if trying to see straight into her heart.
April's seriousness remained unchanged. After a mere second of eye contact, Xu Ling looked away in frustration. Clearly, there was no room for negotiation.
"How could I be so miserable!" she cried out, tilting her head back and slapping her forehead hard, showing just how frustrated she was!
It was just a matter of going to the wrong classroom, why is this lesson so profound?!
Just as Xu Ling was deeply mired in pain and unable to extricate herself, the person who started all of this remained as calm and unperturbed as ever, completely unaware of how "heinous" the thing she had done was!
By this time, the sunset had filled the entire sky, and the magnificent red color also adorned the white church, the only one standing in Phil College, with a dazzling glow.
"Coo coo—"
The white doves, who were strolling peacefully in front of the church looking for food, were suddenly startled by the sound of hurried footsteps. Instantly, they abandoned the food that was already in their mouths and took flight.
The sunset, the church, and the white doves taking flight... all combine to create a rare and beautiful scene. However, the person who created this scene has no time or inclination to appreciate it.
Alger did not stop moving forward at all; in fact, he took two steps at a time and arrived at the church entrance very quickly.
Facing the tightly closed door, Alger did not rush to push it open. Instead, he took a deep breath to calm his breath, which was slightly out of breath from running all the way.
Once his breathing had calmed down, Alger mentally reviewed what he was about to say, and after confirming that he hadn't said anything wrong, he humbly pushed open the church door.
The door creaked heavily, signaling that someone had entered.
Alger's hand barely pushed open enough for him to squeeze in before he stopped pushing. The next second, he slipped into the church.
The church was silent. Alger subtly raised his eyes and glanced around to make sure the person he was looking for was there, before quickly resuming his submissive posture.
He started walking quickly, but unlike outside the church, this time he deliberately controlled the sound of his footsteps so as not to disturb the tranquility.
Alger silently approached the church's front sanctuary, only stopping when he came into view of the silver-white robe.
“Lord Miller,” he knelt on one knee, bowing his head even lower, and said reverently, “I have done what you asked for.”
After he finished speaking, the church returned to its previous silence. Just three steps in front of Alger, the man in the magnificent silver-white robe did not respond.
The man's posture remained unchanged from the moment Alger entered the church, as if no one had ever been inside. He knelt there devoutly, hands clasped in front of his chest, head bowed, offering his faith before the huge, compassionate statue of the God of Light.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and Alger, who had not received a reply, remained motionless in his posture.
A drop of sweat slid down his cheek, making a barely audible "plop," and landed on the floor tiles within his sight.
Although this wasn't the first time Alger had experienced such a scene, and he knew perfectly well that the adult in front of him wasn't expressing displeasure by remaining silent, he still couldn't help feeling nervous every time he experienced it again.
After a moment of silence, until his hands, which were supporting him on the ground, were trembling uncontrollably, he finally heard the sound of fabric rubbing against fabric.
It was like a royal decree!
Even Alger himself didn't notice that at this moment, his body couldn't help but relax.
Hearing the constant rustling sounds around him, Alger remained silent until a pair of legs wearing silver boots came into view, at which point he spoke again.
“My lord,” Alger said, still bowing his head respectfully, “Bishop Lino has finished discussing with the Dean. Tomorrow, Prince Pedro and Sisi Sanchez will come to Phil Academy as students of the Church.”
Although unknown to outsiders, the conflict between Bishop Rino and Bishop Miller was practically common knowledge within the Church.
Even the most oblivious person in the church could vaguely sense that Bishop Rino, one of the most respected bishops, was deeply jealous of the young Bishop Miller, and at the same time, he was also extremely wary of him.
Although it might be wrong for someone to think this way as a subordinate of Bishop Miller, Alger sometimes had to admit that Bishop Miller's life did indeed inspire envy.
Miller Angell was born into the Angell family, the most prestigious family in the Simon Empire.
Unlike other noble families in the empire, the Angor family was not obsessed with power. In other words, all members of the Angor family stayed away from power.
This is not because the Angels family is unconventional, or because the family has strict rules against members getting involved in anything related to power, but because the members of the Angels family seem to be born without any interest in these matters.
Of course, being uninterested in power doesn't mean the same applies to others—the Angel family are fanatical believers in the God of Light and consider preaching their duty!
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