“Did you not?” Furrowing his eyebrows, James took Delilah’s photo out and tossed it to Archbishop Polaris, saying, “Take a good look at this.”

Archbishop Polaris caught the photo and scrutinized Delilah’s appearance, shaking his head. “I’ve never seen her.”

“Impossible,” James argued. “The Archbishop of St. Anne’s Castle told me that you were the one who took them away. He even specifically mentioned that it was Archbishop Polaris, ranked third on the Elysian Ranking, who took them away.”

“I am Archbishop Polaris, alright. I’m also ranked third on the Elysian Ranking. However, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You have no idea?”

James’ face darkened, and he clenched the Blade of Justice, saying coldly, “Maybe you’ll be reminded of something when you’re beaten to a pulp?”

“Hahaha…”

Archbishop Polaris burst into a peal of laughter.

“How insolent of you, young man! No one has dared speak to me like that in a hundred years. Beat me to a pulp? How impudent! If you