‘Oh yeah, I forgot you were here. Our reliable and loyal Templar Gen.’1

I had forgotten him until now.1

‘Tens and thousands of years ago and even at this moment…’0

When I was the Priest of Prophecy and the Honorary Cardinal of the Sacred Democratic Country, he was the knight of friendship who always tried to protect me. 0

He was a true friend who followed me and abandoned everything he had. 0

Just like a priest showing blind faith in their god, he believed in me blindly. 0

He lived for the honorary cardinal and the Priest of Prophecy. He turned his back on everything for me.0

Obviously, I didn’t like the pig porridge and the moldy room, and I wouldn't be able to say anything if he were to cut ties with me. After all, I scolded and yelled at him many times. 0

Despite that, he helped me in his own way, so there was no way I would be able to forget about him. Our time and memories as friends were already engraved in my soul.0

‘I wasn’t the only one who hadn’t forgotten it.’0

I was sure he could still remember me. He was also forging his own path while waiting for me with Father Draktaris....0