"Sylvia."

A voice called out from behind me.

Turning around, I saw the others following one by one, crossing into the Holy Nation.

The first to enter after me was Alice, who had been right behind me. As soon as she stepped out of the light, she inspected her hands and legs, hopping a few times in place before hurrying over to stand near me.

She gripped her swords tightly, her face tense with nerves. But upon seeing the eerie state of the Holy Nation, her expression quickly shifted to one of confusion and disbelief.@@novelbin@@

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She must have realized, just as I did, that something was seriously wrong.

Neither Alice nor I had ever been to the Holy Nation before. We had no way of knowing how quiet it was under normal circumstances. But even if it had been a particularly tranquil city, it would not have been a dead one.

A city run by clergy would still be populated by people. Clergy members eat, defecate, and create waste like anyone else. Even if this were a small self-sustaining monastery, it would require people to maintain its operations. And for a nation powerful enough to send a cardinal as an ambassador to another country, it would need an infrastructure to support its society.

Yet the Holy Nation before us appeared utterly devoid of functionality. It wasn’t a solemn, religious silence—it was a chilling, lifeless void.

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