'Phew, fortunately, your identity as the Goddess's disciple has been kept a secret from the public, known only to certain higher-ups. This Pope Alexander and Emperor Arthur are quite thoughtful and considerate.' Elena felt calm and relieved inside.
'Yes, I'm still safe, but that's not with your identity, Sister Elena. Out there, maybe a lot of people have started to worship you, hehe.' Elysia chuckled when she tried to imagine Elena's figure as the Goddess of Light worshiped by the public.
'Gee, oh no...' Elena touched her cheeks with her hands, but she immediately folded her arms and snorted. 'Hmph! If that's true, that's none of our business, Ely. That doesn't mean we need to answer their prayers or give blessings to strangers. Those shenanigans take place, but we don't need to care.'
'Erm...' Elysia couldn't answer that because she didn't have to. At that moment, the door suddenly opened without a knock, and someone entered the room.
