Bishop Fole, however, was in no hurry. He sat calmly in the secret room waiting for Councilor Tangnale to leave the Church, had Ernest not burst in with a letter...
"Bishop, a personal letter from the Archbishop of Canterbury!"
"Hmm?"
Bishop Fole raised his eyebrows, reached out to take the letter from Ernest, pulled out the stationery, and fixed his eyes on it...
"Go call Councilor Tangnale back."
"Yes!"
Ernest turned and ran out the door, stopping Councilor Tangnale who was about to leave the Church and pulling him back to the secret room.
"Councilor Tangnale, have you thought it through?"
"Thought it through?" Completely confused and unaware of what happened, Councilor Tangnale asked with incredulity, "What do you mean?"
"Just now, I was merely testing you."
Bishop Fole said with composure and a smile, "Clearly, you've understood the consequences of losing the election. You'll put all your efforts into it now, won't you?"
"..."