My head started hurting.

‘Shit. This is making me nervous.’

I wasn’t fond of unfamiliar situations.

“Tears of blood?” I said while tapping my thigh nervously.

“Yes. I heard that the Vatican is currently investigating the exact reason behind it, and it hasn’t been announced to the public yet. They made the right decision because the denizens will definitely get confused, but…” Kim Mi-Young trailed off.

“I don’t think they should announce it. Actually, there’s really no proper way to tell people about that,” I continued.

“I know you’re still recovering, but Father Basel wants you to visit the capital as soon as possible. Maybe today or tomorrow…” she added.

“Ugh.”

“If you don’t want to, I can tell him—”

“No, it’s not that I don’t want to visit him,” I interrupted her.

‘I do need to visit him.’

Father Basel himself had requested me to visit him, and the issue involved the Benigoa Goddess, so it would be strange for me not to respond positively. Even if I would find it painful, I had to attend meetings like this. If it were something different, then I could easily ignore it, but the majority of my powers...