The Crystal Church Dimension
A tiny boy appeared, his right hand taking off the white mask. Small feet stepped straight towards the massive crystal building that was like the heart of the cathedral.
That place was the residence of the "Prophet."
Along the way, several priests stopped and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, the Prophet."
"Greetings, the Prophet."
Their hearts were filled with joy; their eyes looked at the little boy with their utmost respect.
Every time they met the Prophet, it seemed as if the power on their bodies was energetically awakened.
Merlin stopped and swept a glance at the disciples with an indifferent face. His expression was not merciful and seemed as though emotionless, but the disciples greatly respected him.
"Blessing," said the small figure softly.