2 p.m., Crow Alley.
The low hum of the wind whistled through the streets, rattling the dilapidated doors and windows of the homes, sunlight unable to penetrate Crow Alley.
Only the icy wind and the shadows of dark clouds perpetually enshrouded this rundown alley, imparting an ominous sense of a storm impending.
"Bishop Merlin actually holds true affection for you, it's only because society will not accept it that he deliberately keeps his distance!"
Bishop Rada, upon hearing such fervent assertions from the two, couldn't help but feel a shock to his heart, "Are your words truly so?"
Presently bearing the appearance of a beautiful young girl, he slightly furrowed his brows, expressing doubt about the veracity of their words.
"Every word we speak is true." Lister and Arthur proclaimed sanctimoniously, they certainly hadn't lied, their genuine desire was to help His Excellency Merlin and Bishop Rada, "It is top-secret news we personally uncovered from Heaven."