Holy Kingdom.
"Your Holiness… Do you really have to do such a thing?" A fat old man looked at the Pope. He didn't contain his fury in that gaze, as though he was threatening the highest authority within the Holy Kingdom.
The Pope stared at him for a few seconds without responding. He then let out a long sigh and said, "As a bishop of the Holy Kingdom, your authority is similar to that of a minister in other countries. Why are you not satisfied with your position?"
"Are you planning to lecture me?"
"Bishop Rea… I'm not lecturing you." The Pope smiled. His eyes were filled with pity.
"You're always looking at people from the top. And because of your decision, the Holy Kingdom is suffering. Do you know that you can't run a kingdom without money?"
"Of course I know. Isn't that how you're able to become a bishop in this country?" The Pope shook his head helplessly.