Nathan grasped the situation at once.
The dignified and tall foreign woman before him was Hepburn, the Holy Maiden.
He stood up and chuckled. “Is it a coincidence that you found me dining here, or is your church that powerful?”
As the Holy Maiden, countless people came forth to worship Hepburn wherever she went. Even the heads of state treated her with reverence and lived in fear of appearing inhospitable.
It's good for her to visit Eurasia. I'll treat her like an ordinary tourist for a change.
The high and mighty Holy Maiden was furious that Nathan, the president of Eurasia, did her the discourtesy of refusing to see her.
However, Hepburn was no pushover.
Using the contacts of the Eurasian churches, she discovered Nathan's whereabouts after much difficulty and came to him instead.
She had vaguely sensed Nathan's dissatisfaction when he made the remark about the church's influence, so she quickly put her resentment aside.
“The foundation of our faith is in the West,” she said with renewed humility. “There are only a small number of believers in Aploth. We are nothing before you, Mr. Cross.”
Hepburn was aware that Nathan was the God of War with an instinct for decisive bloodlust.
She could tell that Nathan was mocking her about the church's influence to have even discovered his whereabouts and began to panic upon sensing his displeasure.
She feared Nathan's imperial rage would spill forth and cause all the bishops of the churches in Eurasia to be expelled.
As a result, she did not dare gripe at Nathan any longer.
“There must be something going on for you to insist on seeing me,” Nathan surmised. “Please, speak your mind.”
Hepburn was upset that Nathan did not even invite her to sit but asked her to speak while on her feet.
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