"Is that so." The middle-aged knight seemed indifferent, clearly not caring about these things.
"Since he's here, is everything ready?"
The young priest nodded: "A team of Wheat Knights and a group of ordinary Defender Knights have been dispatched to wait around the Tower of Trial.
Perhaps in a moment, or maybe in the next couple of days, they should come to the church to get the location information."
"Really, I'm a bit impatient. I've heard about his feats but haven't seen him in person yet."
Saying this, he looked at the priest in front of him and asked, "Do you think if I ask him for help to replace the treasure's vessel, he would assist?"
"You're dreaming. The number of people wanting him to do a treasure vessel replacement is endless. Who do you think you are? Or can you offer anything that would move him?"
"We're all followers of the Holy Mother, can't he give a hand?"
"You've got quite an imagination."
