"Don't worry, Priest, I'll leave here sooner or later."
Gami said as he turned away, looking at his silhouette, York felt an unprecedented pain.
York always believed that as a member of the clergy, he must not disclose anyone's confession secrets, as it would violate his faith and professional ethics.
However, deep in his heart, York understood that this sinner must confront the crimes he committed and bear legal responsibility. He knew that if he didn't tell the authorities about this criminal's deeds, it would be like letting him escape justice.
The dual conflict nearly tore York's spirit apart, and he spoke to the silhouette.
"I need your confession, Gami."
Gami did not turn back, as if he hadn't heard.
When night fell again, Gami grabbed the shovel and resumed his work.
