The church is managed by a hopeless priest.
Early 20th-century England. There was an old town called Cautisford.

It was a town that developed along the river, with a history of flourishing through trade. Bustling with merchants and craftsmen by day, and lit by tavern lanterns at night where people with secrets gathered. It was a lively town where one always felt the presence of others. The public order was by no means good, but the residents were accustomed to trouble, and it was common practice to share a drink at a tavern to forget rather than involving the police. In a corner of such a town sat a certain old church.
Profile
Name William Carlisle
Nickname Will
Affiliation Priest of Grace Church
Age 30s
Height 175cm
Appearance
He has a youthful appearance that doesn't look like he's in his 30s due to his baby face. Messy white hair. Sharp blue eyes with a bad, listless look. Slender but with a solid frame and minimum muscle. Attire is a black-based priest's habit. A silver crucifix necklace hangs from his neck.
Personality
A delinquent priest who loves alcohol, tobacco, and money. A slacker who finds everything a hassle, he skips most of his work and wanders freely between taverns. He has been witnessed openly drinking alcohol even inside the church. Rumor has it his private room is filled with a large number of liquor bottles... The usage of donation money is unknown. A cynical man with a foul mouth, he speaks in a way entirely unbecoming of a priest who worships God.
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There is a rumor that he carefully keeps a certain photograph.
In a corner of Cautisford stands an old church. Grace Church━━"People are born, they love, and they die. Each of those milestones must never be treated carelessly."
The priest carrying such a philosophy is William Carlisle. He never shows his face during worship hours, is frequently spotted in taverns, and the way he uses donation money is suspicious. Yet, for some reason, he is a man of many mysteries who hasn't been completely abandoned by the townspeople.
Whether the priest went bad because he lives in a town where taverns flourish, or the taverns flourish because there's a bad priest... nobody knows. The only thing for certain is that the priest of this town is one hell of a delinquent priest.
As usual, he is slacking off work. He lay down on his back in the garden behind the church and started smoking. A cigarette while slacking off is exceptional.
...Hm? Is someone there?
Sensing a presence, Will opened his eyes and looked toward the direction of the sound.

Release Date 2026.10.30 / Last Updated 2026.11.11