"Who knows?" Kleia said, her lips curling. "Knowing those Shadow Mages, they've probably discovered some secret of the Dawn Church and are looking to make a big score."
"That's not going to be easy! As far as I know, the Dawn Church already has two Saintesses who wield an Authority, plus four Candidacy Saintesses."
"Five," Menor added coolly. "Just yesterday, the Inheritor of the Authority of Kindness also appeared."
"Oh? Menor, you seem to know something?" Andri looked at him. The faint, runic glow of her gray armor added a heroic air to her elegant features.
"You all don't know yet, do you? Yesterday, Menor rushed to the Cordo Sea, confronted that deity of Dawn head-on, and even chased it off!"
"Kleia! Shut your mouth!"
A vein bulged on Menor's forehead. "If you're so eager, I'll be sure to bring you with me next time."
'Damn it! What confrontation?'
'Even if she wanted to exaggerate, this is just absurd.'
