When Felicity arrived at the temporary clinic, the other bishops had obviously been waiting outside for a long time with lingering fear.
They looked at each other, blocked her way, and after hesitating for a long time, they vaguely told her the inside story.
"Lady Saint, you'd better not go in as a girl. The injury is...severe. You should leave it to the Son of God Merlin."
The bishops followed the procedure and reported to Felicity more about the situation and the cause of the fire. However, the faint moans coming from the room made it impossible for her to hear any information. Her heart was pounding.
Felicity didn't want to suspect anyone without any basis, but the details of the baptism ceremony that she couldn't avoid made her feel uneasy, and the black fog in her heart, representing the collection of negative emotions, grew stronger like a vine.
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