Extra's Perfect Ending-Chapter 177: Facing the priest

The group of priests stood around, eyes locked on Reeva, waiting for him to speak. Meanwhile, Reeva couldn’t have cared less about them. His attention was on Onia, who was walking away with the royal guards. She glanced back at him, smiling slightly, as if she believed Reeva was sacrificing himself for her. In reality, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

"What do you have to say, heretic?" The priest’s voice snapped Reeva back to the moment. If he played his cards right, this could be his opportunity to deal with higher-ups directly.

"I want to say that I hold information that would change the church as it stands today."

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The priests exchanged confused glances, unsure of what information could possibly shake the church. All eyes eventually turned to the divination priest, the one who communicated with their god. His expression shifted between confusion and disbelief, and Reeva had a feeling he was reading it right.

"Could you repeat that?" the divination priest asked.

"I hold information that would change the church right now."

The statement was true, though the information wasn’t limited to just Reeva being an apostle of the Sun God. There were other pressing matters too. But Reeva was holding those cards close. What mattered now was how the priests responded.

The lead priest seemed desperate to find a hole in Reeva’s claim, anything that could justify burning him at the stake.

"Are you delusional?" the priest asked, his words dripping with skepticism.

Reeva saw through it immediately. If he was delusional, the priest could simply dismiss him as insane and no one would bat an eye. But Reeva wasn’t.

"No, I am not under any delusion or false impression. I truly hold information about the church of significant importance, and I request a meeting with the blue-haired lady."

The priest raised an eyebrow, expecting Reeva’s claim to be false, something easily dismissed. But when the divination priest hesitated, failing to declare the statement untrue, a ripple of unease spread through the group.

Reeva seized the moment, turning his gaze to the others. "Bring me to the blue-haired lady."

One of the priests scoffed, "We cannot bring a heretic to a royal."

But Reeva pressed on, aware that the divination priest’s silence meant the others were unsure.

The priest was no fool, though he played the part. His fellow divination priest’s silence was telling—Reeva had spoken the truth. Still, the priests weren’t about to let a heretic claim the upper hand so easily.

"Even if you do have this information" the lead priest pressed. "Is it even real? we need to confirm it first"

"Tell us, and we will relay it to the church." another priest chimed in adding pressure to the question, if they were talking to a normal citizen this would be quite intimidating.

However, they were talking to Reeva. He could see through their ploy. They wanted to take credit for whatever he revealed. But that wasn’t going to happen, the critical piece of information was him.

"I’m afraid I can’t do that. I don’t trust any of you with this information," Reeva responded, his voice steady.

His suspicion was confirmed by the priests’ reactions. They would likely kill him if he revealed he was an apostle—jealousy, and fear would drive them to it. But the lead priest wasn’t giving up just yet.

"Are you insulting us?" he growled, his voice low. "You’re asking to be burned at the stake."

"Could you live with that on your conscience?" Reeva shot back.

The priest faltered, uncertainty creeping into his eyes. He turned to the divination priest, who was still in a state of shock. Reeva had spoken only truths so far, and it was becoming increasingly frustrating for the priests, whose original goal was now in shambles.

The divination priest, clearly torn, stammered, "I... I’ll set up the meeting."

He finally cracked. Though he likely wanted nothing more than to execute Reeva on the spot, the possibility that Reeva held something valuable to the church could not be ignored. Peer pressure from his fellow priests was strong, but in that brief moment, the divination priest had seen something—perhaps a vision, perhaps a warning—and he couldn’t go through with it.

The other priests watched in disappointed silence as their colleague folded under Reeva’s words. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go, not according to their faith. Reeva needs to get burned one way or another. However before they could change the divination priest’s verdict, Reeva spoke out.

"Thank you for making the right decision," Reeva said smoothly. "When can I meet her? This is an urgent issue."

The divination priest, clearly rattled, replied, "I guess... right now?"

The divination priest seemed dazed, as if unable to reconcile Reeva’s calm demeanor with what a heretic should be. Heretics were supposed to be defiant, and vicious, even in the face of death. But Reeva’s warm, almost serene smile unnerved him. It reminded the priest, disturbingly, of the Sun God himself.

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Shaking off his doubts, the divination priest led Reeva through the group, ignoring the disgusted looks from the others. They made their way to the place where the royal knights were staying. Calling it a "hotel" was generous—it was more of a tavern with a few spare rooms.

Reeva’s senses were immediately assaulted by the smell of ale and the sound of merry travelers. The entire place was built from wood, its dim candlelight barely keeping the night at bay. He passed a few royal knights off duty, drinking cautiously. They were not bound by the same strict rules as the priests, but they still had to keep their wits about them.

One of the knights, slightly tipsy but not too far gone, noticed Reeva entering. Through his haze, recognition hit him.

"Hey, you there! Where do you think you’re going?" she called out from across the room, rising unsteadily and beginning to approach Reeva.

The priest also turns to the knight and his face beam, maybe the knight would be able to punish this heretic.