Anatole turned his head toward the North and began to ponder Napoleon's words.
Perhaps...
Nicholas truly did not belong to Him, did not belong to the Church of Wisdom.
If he continued his pursuit, it would end just as Urd had said, merely a futile effort, then deepening their grudges further.
Although Anatole was reluctant to give up, Napoleon had already proposed the next course of action, and what he said did indeed make sense. After thinking it over...
"You have convinced me."
Anatole, looking at the expressionless Napoleon, cracked a smile. "I will no longer pursue Felix and the others."
"Main God?" Archbishop Faye was dumbfounded. "That Giant Wolf killed so many people, do you mean..."