Why isn't it over with the warlock?

He looked over.

The red-haired girl, who was originally in despair, blushed with embarrassment and touched the warlock's face.

‘… Such speed as Servais’s, he really got it right…’

Thinking of the victim's appearance before, and comparing it with the ordinary girl in Huaichun now.

Charles felt that for such a change, it would be no problem for him to block the door from here for another hour.

He is indeed a warlock...

Charles cast his eyes on the handsome man.

Such people are born to be disciples of the Mother Goddess.

If a warlock is allowed to join the temple, not only can disasters be predicted in advance, but the aftermath of the victims can also be left to him with confidence.

He is simply a born priest!

Charles began to make preparations to invite the sorcerers to join the temple later.

But then, his pupils narrowed again.

He saw.

In the small garden center.

The red-haired girl reluctantly moved her palm away from the warlock's face.

Soft white light lit up from her hands as she moved.

Charles' expression froze.
Chapter completed!