Naturally, if the situation was as Lawrence surmised, it was likely that Elsa would not take even the slightest risk and would disclose nothing about the abbey. But the more important something was, the more likely it had been recorded, and the harder someone worked on something, the more difficult it would be to simply burn that work to ash. In all likelihood, the documentation of the pagan gods remained within the church. The problem was getting to this work. “Pardon, is anyone there?” Just like they had the previous day, Lawrence and Holo called at the church’s front door. However, unlike the previous day, they had not come unprepared. "...What business have you?” It had been but a day, so Lawrence did not know whether Elsa would be willing to open the door, but that at least seemed not to be a problem. Yesterday she had been palpably irritated. Today her face was dark and cloudy with displeasure. Seeing how much Elsa seemed to hate them, Lawrence found himself paradoxically fond of her.
