In the church halls, there were relatively few people today, among whom Anselm noticed an unfamiliar face. The girl was talking animatedly with a priestess.
Anselm saw the priestess with the stranger and initially wanted to wait until they finished talking, but he got the feeling that it wouldn't end soon, so he decided to approach.
- Good day, Almadina and...? - the guy looked at the second girl. - Sorry, I don't know your name.