Holy Knights

The trio turned, looking in front of the temple where there was a giant green bonfire with a lot of people wearing priest robes and hundreds of others bowing before the flames while chanting.

All had frightened faces, having erupted into frantic screams at the sight of the four teenagers.

The harsh cadence of an unfamiliar language echoed across the temple grounds, making the trio frown as they did not understand what these people were saying.

They seemed to be performing some sort of ritual or ceremony, and the giant green bonfire in the centre was the altar where they placed their burnt offerings.

'Language Comprehension is not picking it up?'

Evan was a bit surprised that the same skill that let him learn the language of Aramis was not responding even though it was still active.

Glancing to his side, neither Artemisia nor Beatrix understood as well.

But Arthur? He understood every bit.

"Olympian."

"…what?"