The two sides had never truly been all that peaceful or friendly toward each other to begin with. Nobility stood at the very pinnacle of the world's resources and privileges, while the Church was built upon the faith of nearly all common folk across the Land of Light, like a form of salvation—the only way out for the wretched.
Still, the two sides maintained a temporary peace for the sake of their own interests.
Everything only truly began a year ago, when Matthew was forced into a corner by Nana, crushed until there was nowhere left for him to go. Don't misunderstand—what Nana truly wanted was his life.
But Matthew seemed to possess some kind of protection. Every time they clashed, he was always able to survive and retreat, his face never showing the slightest trace of fear or panic.
