Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Feeling his wife and daughter looking in his direction, Hobart smiled and said, "Please decline for me. I won't see anyone today, no matter who comes."

He really wanted to get some rest with his family.

"Sir, I think you should go and see them. Two bishops have come today."

"Um?"

"It's Bishop Camis and Bishop Samael. Judging from their appearance, they seem to have something very important to discuss with you."

Upon hearing this, Earl Hobart's relaxed expression vanished, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"You should still go and take a look. It wouldn't be good if something important happened and you got delayed."

The countess, seeing her husband's predicament, immediately spoke understandingly, while also instructing the old butler waiting at the door, "Take the gentleman over there."

"Hehe, sorry, it seems I can't spend time with you and Visia again today."

The Countess shook her head, indicating that she didn't care. Visia, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Dad, it's alright. I'll listen to Mom at home. You go ahead and do your work."

Hobert ruffled his daughter's long, smooth blonde hair without saying a word.

He was thinking that once he finished his work, he would definitely spend some quality time with his wife and daughter.

But will things really go as planned?

Ron, hiding in the girl's shadow, had gained a general understanding of the language of this world after studying all night.

Therefore, he saw and heard everything that happened outside.

If I'm not mistaken, the two bishops the old butler mentioned should be the bishops of the Church of the Moon Goddess and the Church of the God of Wisdom. The reason they've come to see Visia's father today is probably to discuss the issues concerning these people from another world.

"Let's go."

The old butler bowed and left the restaurant with Hobert.

"Vishia, where are you going?"

"Mom, I just wanted to go with Dad."

Just as she was about to sneak out while her mother wasn't looking, Visia gave an embarrassed smile, saying that even she herself didn't believe what she was saying.

"sit down."

"oh."

The girl reluctantly sat back down at the table, picked up her knife and fork, and continued to rummage through the bread on her plate, occasionally tossing a small piece under her.

The countess, of course, did not notice her little actions, or rather, she saw them but did not intend to do anything about them.

He put down the cutlery he was holding, picked up a silk handkerchief from the side to wipe his mouth, and then spoke slowly and deliberately:

"After dinner, go to class. There's a dance tonight; I'll have Monica call you then."

"what?"

Visia was about to say something, but seeing her mother's sharp gaze, she had no choice but to give up, pouting as she said:

"Okay, I understand."

Hearing her daughter's answer, the Countess nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, you can continue eating now. I need to take care of some things at home."

The woman walked gracefully out of the restaurant, leaving Visia alone at the long table.

Upon seeing this, Ron immediately emerged from her shadow, grabbed the remaining food on the table, and began to eat, without caring at all about his image.

Watching the young man in his black tuxedo eating, the girl grumbled in annoyance:

"Mr. Ron, you're acting very ungentlemanly right now~"

"hehe."

Visia was amused and annoyed by his answer: "Is this how you repay your 'teacher'?"

"hehe."

"Ugh, Mr. Ron is so annoying."

No matter what the girl said, Ron only let out a nonchalant chuckle; no one could accept such cold violence.

"Alright, Miss Vicia, I was just kidding. Don't you have class later? Hurry up and finish your meal, then we'll go."

"What the hell?"

Visia's last wish was to hear the word "class," but this Mr. Ron insisted on bringing it up. How awful!

On the other side, after Count Hobart and the old butler arrived at the drawing room, they immediately saw the two people sitting opposite them drinking tea.

He immediately put aside his previous displeasure at being disturbed, and stepped forward with a smile, saying:

"Hahaha, Mr. Camis, Mr. Samael, it's been so long! I've missed you so much!"

"Count, please don't say that, I feel like I'm about to get goosebumps."

"Mr. Camis is as witty as ever. By the way, what brings you two here today? Has something happened at the church lately?"

Camus, who had just been smiling and talking to Count Hobert, exchanged a glance with Samael, who had a serious expression beside him, upon hearing this. In the end, it was the cold-faced middle-aged man in the intricately patterned robe who answered his question:

"Lord Hobert, we have come to discuss something very important with you."

As he spoke, Samael glanced at the old butler standing in the corner of the hall, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Upon seeing this, Hobert immediately understood the deeper meaning behind the other party's words. He looked at the old butler and said calmly, "Li De, you can go out first. I have something to discuss with the two bishops."

"Yes."

The old butler, as expected of a veteran of the Earl's mansion, wisely closed the door behind him when he left.

Seeing that no one was disturbing him, Bishop Samael continued:

"Count, I'm sure you saw the meteor shower a couple of days ago, didn't you?"

"Oh, you mean the meteor shower that appeared in the Eastern Continent during the day a couple of days ago?"

"That's right, that's the one. These past few days, our six major churches have been busy dealing with this matter, so we haven't been able to inform you. Yesterday, His Holiness the Pope sent a divine message that the meteor shower was not an ordinary astronomical phenomenon."

As Hobert listened to the middle-aged man's words, his expression gradually became serious.

He had indeed heard about the actions of the six major churches in the past few days. They seemed to be looking for something, but adhering to the principle that as long as he didn't cause trouble, danger wouldn't befall him, he didn't inquire about the details.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually came to us today.

This is a rare occurrence. The only times in history that the Papacy has approached nobles like myself were when dealing with rulers of the kingdom who were spreading heretical ideas.

"Could it be that the Farenna family is tired of sitting on the throne for too long and wants to move on?"

The Farenna family is the current ruling family of the Federal Republic of Fettis, and every governor of the Federal Republic of Fettis is selected from within their family.

Hobart couldn't help but think this way, after all, apart from this, he really couldn't think of anything else that would make the high-ranking officials of the two major churches come to him in person.

"My Lord says that the outer gods are about to invade. Whatever conflicts the three kingdoms may have had before, they must put them aside now and join hands to resist the enemy."

"Outer God Invasion???"