"I am going to sleep here for ten hours... Nobody can wake me up!"

Opening the door, Johannes immediately collapsed onto the bed, took a long breath, and then rolled over to stare blankly at the ceiling.

"At least we should gather some intelligence first. We aren't here for sightseeing, John," Sullivan walked to the nearby bathroom to wash his face and change out of his dusty clothes stained from driving.

"But in the end, His Holiness doesn't really expect the two of us to succeed, right? This is Beacon City, the domain of the Silver War Maiden, it's better to hope that the Archbishop rescues Bishop Heinrich directly," Johannes sat up, supporting himself with his hands, looking grim.

That's Tiran Elysian, a true Holy Rank, not to mention there is also a Holy Rank dragon by her side. And he had recently dealt with this duo in the Academy City, making his understanding of the power gap crystal clear.

After being betrayed and injured in the Academy City, he had been confined for a while like Karina. Despite the Holy guidance in divine arts from the Pope, he didn't have confidence in completing the mission with a Great Knight.

"Kidnapping the Queen in front of two Holy Ranks... Wouldn't this invite Milanía's declaration of war against the Church? It feels better to forcefully rescue the bishop from prison."

"If it stays at the level of underground dealings, it won't," Sullivan quickly cleaned his body like a soldier, changed into clean clothes, then walked out of the shower while drying his hair with a towel.

"Officially, the Queen is still in the palace, only the War King, Silver War Maiden, people in the palace, and Gilliast Castle know about the message 'Princess Vivian is in Gilliast.' And we don't actually intend to harm Princess Vivian, just seeking a bargaining chip. With Milanía just ending internal and external wars, another war with the Church is highly improbable, as long as we keep the situation under wraps from the public," he explained.

"I understand the reasoning, but if we make a mistake, we'll definitely be dead on the spot, right? And is there really a chance of capturing the Queen? I have no clue where to even start," Johannes shrugged helplessly.

"I have some ideas in that regard. Although they are Holy Ranks, they are still human, not able to stay by the Queen's side 24/7. With my abilities, there might be a chance... But first, we need intelligence," Sullivan said.

"Easy to say, but isn't the Church in Beacon City almost devoid of our intelligence personnel?" Johannes pointed out.

Sullivan nodded, "So we have to rely on ourselves."

"Then I leave it to you. Good luck," Johannes laid back down, pretending to be dead.

"Can't you at least come with me?" Sullivan looked at Johannes, who seemed utterly unenthusiastic, feeling a bit speechless.

"I am currently in no condition to be of help even if I follow you, I'd just be a drag. It's better for me to rest and recharge. I am going to sleep to recharge my energy here today, and I won't set foot outside the room!" Johannes declared firmly.

Growl...

A subtle sound suddenly echoed in the room.

"Why are you staring at me like that! I already vomited everything in the car earlier! It's all your fault!" Johannes jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, washing his face vigorously with cold water. "Let's go! Can we go now?!"

Leaving the room and descending the stairs to the first floor, Johannes let out a yawn.

"Wait!"

The young Theurg paused, then turned around and hurriedly ran to the counter, pointing to a sign that read 'Free Coffee: Can I have a cup please?"

After about two minutes, Johannes returned with a freshly brewed cup of black coffee, looking like he was about to die.

Raising an eyebrow, Sullivan began to ask, "What happe..."

"What did you do, why did the girl making coffee at the counter give me respectful glances the whole time?!" Johannes grabbed Sullivan's collar, questioning, only to hear a short exclamation from behind. Turning around, he saw Bena blushing and looking embarrassed as she glanced over in their direction.

(Oh no, it seems like I've opened a can of worms... Why do I feel a bit excited?)

The girl nervously pretended to bow her head and flipped through the guest register.

Must be some misunderstanding, right? Johannes carefully recounted the experiences since registration, finally realizing what the issue was.

"Why did you book a big bed room after all? Are you planning to share a bed with me?!"

"The bed is big enough for two people, Miss Bena said so. And when I was a squire, all my comrades slept together during training, so it's not a big deal," Sullivan still didn't understand Johannes' dilemma.

"You really are daring to listen... There's a difference between rooms and bunk beds, you're definitely misunderstood as a couple!" Johannes couldn't help but facepalm, come on, even if you're a holy knight who follows asceticism, some common sense is required.

"What... to be misunderstood for such a dirty act... I must go explain right away!"

Finally understanding the situation, the holy knight was about to turn back to explain but was stopped by Johannes, "Forget it, it's just a misunderstanding, and suddenly explaining now, what's the point? Let's go find something to eat... I mean, gather intelligence, I'll explain it later."

Thus, under Bena's increasingly awake gaze, the two from the Church left the inn's door without looking back and headed to the street.

After settling his emotions and observing the surroundings, Sullivan spoke, "Johannes, let's head to the port first, where there are more people coming and going. Where's... John?!"

When he turned around to find Johannes, he realized that his companion had disappeared without a trace.

Tch, even though he's a student of His Holiness, can being so casual really help accomplish the mission properly?