"Ah, it feels good to step out of the temple once in a while..." mused Haruhito, opening the window of his palanquin and filling his lungs with the fresh countryside air. Tsubaki-maru is celebrating its annual harvest festival and Hirohito elected to join the festivities despite the protest of his advisers. Mana tradition dictates that the reverend must offer prayers to the Mother shrine in the village to warrant a bountiful harvest next year. "But, reverend... With the recent murders happening all over Ritenkyo, wouldn't it be safer for you to stay in Guiyun Temple? I'm sure the people of Tsubaki-maru would understand if you missed this year's crop blessing" insisted one of his templars. "I believe that Brother Asou is near the village today. I can easily send a messenger to have him perform the blessing on your stead. It's not too late to turn back, reverend." "Oh hush, you" pouted the cleric. "Death walks among us everyday. There are a million ways we should've died yesterday and a million more ways we can die before tomorrow. One must not let fear of death cage him from fulfilling his duty" lectured Haruhito. "O-Of course, reverend" uttered the templar, knowing better than to contradict the holy man's words. He was only concerned for the great teacher's well-being. The murders he spoke of earlier were not of the ordinary kind. There was a pattern, it seems, as the victims were either members of the Mana cult or members of Kirose's task force. It didn't take a genius to figure out that the killers were targeting minions of the Three Blades of Dominion. The templar frowned with disgust at the idea that someone dared to oppose the reverend. Those who refused to embrace their beliefs refused salvation itself. The reverend poked his head out of his palanquin once more when he heard the sound of song and drums in the distance. His gray eyes gleamed with excitement as they approached the village. For a man with such a high social status, the reverend is prone to acting like a child around people. It was part of his charms perhaps and quite possibly the reason why people feel at ease around him. The reverend's escort continued through the streets and a flock of children began tailing the reverend's palanquin, merrily singing the celebratory hymns of Mana. "Good day, everyone! Good day to you!" greeted Haruhito cheerfully to his adoring public.