"That stigmata, it's such a pity to scrap it. Please leave it in my care! I promise to deliver it intact to the Blessed Church!"
'That guy wouldn't be thinking of using it on himself, would he?'
'Even Mr. Bishop wouldn't go that far...' Hearing her own internal ridicule, even the Hero couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt in her heart.
Despite feeling slightly uneasy inside, she wasn't about to show such suspicions in front of everyone, and could only smile helplessly.
"Alright, I'll leave it to you then."
She nodded, "If the Princess ends up not needing it, just send it directly to the Blessed Cardinal after the meeting."
Then she flicked her fingertips, and the stigmata was enveloped in Magic Power, transferring it to the Cruising Bishop in front of her.
Immediately, he cast multiple layers of protective Holy Techniques, enveloping it layer upon layer, the spellcasting imbued with ritualistic flair.
