Moments later, ripples stirred the air behind the middle-aged woman, as if water was gently being disturbed.
From within those ripples, an elderly man slowly emerged, his presence calm and composed, but his eyes sharp and piercing.
The moment the middle-aged woman saw him, she quickly took two steps back and bowed respectfully.
"Elder Daniel, thank you for taking the trouble."
Daniel gave a slight nod and turned his gaze toward Alan, who was standing across from him.
Raising his hand in greeting, he smiled warmly.
"Young man, how have you been lately?"
"!!!"
At that moment, the middle-aged woman was petrified on the spot. Even the third princess standing nearby instinctively covered her mouth in surprise.
Even those who rarely interacted with the Church had certainly heard of Elder Daniel—the man known for his ruthless efficiency and cold-hearted methods.
So how could such a fearsome figure greet Alan as if he were the kind old man from next door? So… friendly?
