Port Cheshire was always covered in fog during the winter mornings.
Gong! Gong!
The morning bells rang all over the city as the Sun rose from behind the Sapphire Sea, slowly blanketing the houses with its reddish light and giving rise to sleeping shadows.
Today, Church Knights patrolled all over the cities for some reason, holding flasks of holy water and sprinkling it as they walked while murmuring certain chants.
Starting from the cathedral in the St. Daly District, and going through every junction, every alley, and every street — the knights diligently did the duty they were assigned to.
Not just the Port District, even the Lower Slums were included in today's practice.
The last time this happened was hundreds of years ago, so the majority of the people, even the nobles, were unaware of what this signified.
However, the clergymen knew exactly what was happening and their expressions went from shock to fear.
