Our heroine was currently taking stock of the people she had brought with her.
She had brought a considerable number of people this time, with the highest in strength being Level Eight Paladins. She had brought several such Paladins.
In addition to these Paladins, she also had some people from the Inquisition and some Mendicants following behind her.
She couldn't discern their levels, but they shouldn't be weaker than that Level Eight Paladin.
Although she knew this task wouldn't be easy, she felt quite proud to have so many people following her. With them, capturing Angelina would be a simple matter of course.
She just wondered what Angelina would look like now. In such a remote place, exposed to the elements, coupled with the ravages of war, she wondered if her face would still be recognizable.
Her father had been in contact with her recently. It wasn't that she didn't want to help him, but she had been truly powerless before.
Previously, her actions to thwart the Pope's plans had caused significant dissatisfaction among the high-ranking officials of the Holy See. She was unable to arrange for anyone to help her father with his treatment.
Her father had helped her immensely; how could she possibly refuse to save him?
Now that she had been assigned such a mission and had a substantial number of people under her command, she could arrange for someone to go and treat her father.
"Lord Webster, I have a matter I wish to request of you." She adopted a very humble demeanor.
"May I know what Your Grace the Saintess requires?" Webster was a High Priest with strong Light-based talent, considered one of the top-ranked individuals in the Holy See.
"I wish to ask you to go to the Royal City and help me..."
Before she could finish, Webster interrupted her.
"Does this matter have anything to do with our campaign against Angelina?" Webster did not give her a chance to complete her sentence.
"This... I wish to ask you to..." She felt somewhat cornered. This Webster was truly showing her no respect. However, she still needed his assistance, so she could only lower her posture further.
"You haven't answered whether this matter is related to the campaign against Angelina!" Webster was adamant.
"Yes, I wish to ask you to go and heal Angelina's father, Sir Lyander." She finally managed to state her request.
"Heal Angelina's father to increase her strength?" He spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"That's not the case. Angelina does not have a good relationship with him. Healing him would make him useful to us," she explained hastily.
"But I do not think so, Your Grace the Saintess. You should focus on how to defeat Angelina. She is not as simple as you imagine. As for other matters, you should not concern yourself with them."
Webster's words were respectful, but he clearly did not hold her in high regard.
After speaking, he turned to leave without lingering any longer.
"You..." She wanted to stop him, but Webster did not halt his steps.
She watched Webster's retreating back, her teeth almost grinding to dust. These people, these people simply didn't take her seriously.
Once she had captured Angelina, she would definitely go to the high-ranking officials of the Holy See and make them pay!
Webster might not show her respect, but she couldn't afford to neglect her father's salvation. She had no choice but to seek out other priests.
Here, our heroine continually hit a wall. Although she was the leader of this contingent, almost no one here took her seriously.
She wanted to fly into a rage, but their attitudes were all exceedingly respectful, leaving her with no room for complaint.
They were all treating her like a child they were pacifying, or rather, they just wanted a figurehead, a pretty ornament.