Chapter 1392 - 546: Harvest Ceremony

"Is this cathedral...this large?"

Previously, there was no obvious comparison at the port, but when they really came to the foot of the cathedral, they realized the height was overwhelmingly large.

The highest point of the cathedral must be at least over 200 meters.

Standing here, it looks like a small city.

Like a giant fortress standing on a battlefield.

The tower’s spire, various elements of the Holy Mother were intricately blended into this massive structure.

At this moment, they were almost bathed in the golden beams of light cast from the sky.

The surrounding temperature was warm and cozy under this golden light.

Especially at the cathedral’s main entrance, the height of that gate must be at least over 10 meters.

The door illustrated the Holy Mother and the legendary heroes from the Holy Scripture.

Alka and his companions followed the soldiers to the side entrance.

Passing through the side entrance, two soldiers bid farewell and left.

Alka and his companions looked from the side.

Inside was a giant dome hall.

Or rather a massive dome chapel.

Rows upon rows of seats, densely extended to the entrance.

The seats were filled with people.

An elder dressed in simple church attire held the Holy Scripture and was narrating something on the platform.

After each narration cycle, the row upon row of seated people orderly exited from the side doors.

Then the next batch of pilgrims entered, sitting quietly around.

In this sacred place, they maintained the most basic silence.

Alka and his companions stood at the side.

Until another round of pilgrims left.

The elder on the stage left.

Others replaced his position.

It was then that a Wheat Knight standing beside them spoke.

"Archbishop Ann has descended, everyone please follow me."

Saying this, he led them through the magnificent corridor ahead.

According to Alka’s understanding.

The Church does not have a position known as the Pope.

The highest position is actually the Archbishop.

Just as in the Homeland Sea, the highest position is also the Archbishop.

Initially, Alka was a bit confused, but later he understood.

The cathedral where the Archbishop resided managed several surrounding sea areas, rather than linking sea areas.

In the headquarters of the Holy City, normally there are three Archbishops.

They respectively manage different matters, then discuss them.

There are also bishop meetings held every few years to decide on certain matters.

The highest position is a six-person council chosen among the Archbishops.

They primarily determine and guide the direction of the Church.

Six-person council, three on rotation.

Simple and effective.

Moreover, because there’s truly a Holy Mother above, there won’t be issues of power corruption; being in this position truly adheres to the Holy Mother’s will in mind and body.

Through communication with the Holy Mother.

Thoughts from many bishops may even influence the Holy Mother herself, refining the philosophy to achieve perfection.

Truth be told.

Each one of these Archbishops could be described as a Saint.

However, just on the way here, communicating with the soldiers.

Now, most matters in the Holy City are managed by this Archbishop named Ann.

Not because his power is large, but because the other two Archbishops have too many tasks.

Need to work elsewhere.

After all, the entire world is restless, and they are extremely busy.

Quickly, they passed through the corridor to the upper floor.

A Wheat Knight brought them into a hall.

But in the end, only Alka, Chadite, Jason, and Lucilia stayed.

Because others were not too interested in meeting this Archbishop Ann.

They were taken by other church staff to tour the Great Cathedral.

The group knocked on the door and entered.

At this moment, on a desk.

The Archbishop Ann they just saw was buried in work at the desk.

All around were stacks of books and various orders that needed his signature.

A secretary on the left was assisting, and an assistant on the right looked at Alka and the others with an apologetic smile.

Indeed, very busy.

Alka and his companions did not disturb, casually found a place to sit beside, quietly waiting.

Until Archbishop Ann finally took a break, drank some water, and turned his attention to them.

He stood up and walked to the group.

Nodding to everyone, hands crossed.

"Welcome to you all."

Saying this, he looked at Alka with a scrutinizing gaze.

Alka also looked at the Archbishop in front.

To be honest.

He saw on the Archbishop flashes of red, two oranges, three golds, a triangular formation of six Treasures he had already gathered.

Perhaps already on the Ascension Ceremony.

Also at the Ninth Stage in power.

Nearly reached the normal mortal pinnacle of this world.

Even about to break through this pinnacle.

A truly powerful figure.

He scrutinized Alka.

Then nodded: "A very impressive young man, over these years, I’ve always been hearing your stories, and receiving intelligence."

Hearing these words, Alka nodded and smiled.

Truth be told, he didn’t know much about Archbishop Ann, not even about well-known figures and structures within the Holy Mother Church.

"The Tower of Trial is still under the Church’s control, not far from here; if you’re not in a hurry, you can leave after tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the Harvest Festival, your arrival today is a kind of fate, perhaps guided by the Holy Mother?"