The hand of the woman in white was illuminated by rich white light spots.

The light spot was placed on the red-haired girl.

'She doesn't have that kind of special tolerance. Her talent is pretty good, but she doesn't have extraordinary charm.'

The diva looked at Zoe's fingers.

There was only a little dim light left there.

She may become a powerful cleric, but she cannot become a saint of the Mother Goddess.

In other words, the light that lit up did not come from her.

It's when you leave that man that the light shines.

An interesting look flashed in the singer's silver-gray pupils.

What does that mean~

mean.

That man's receptiveness.

You can be a saint, but you can be more than just a saint.

The corners of her mouth under the veil were slightly raised.

She had no idea of ​​telling the people in the temple about this.

She no longer cared about the man's sweet taste at this time.

Appetite is squeezed out by another desire and dissipates.

Her silver-gray pupils gradually turned into golden yellow.

It was like a pure holy light lighting up.

That man will be hers sooner or later.

What a waste to tell the temple and then have that man be that dead man's saint!

Not as good as...

"Are you interested in becoming my follower?" The woman in white raised her swan-white neck gently.

She looked at the red-haired girl with holy eyes.

This girl is timid and weak at this time, but with proper teaching, she can still become a qualified believer.

After coming into contact with the Holy Oil, being recognized by the Mother Goddess was, in the final analysis, just a qualification, and this qualification... was not hers in the first place.

In this case, then he can steal the love from the Mother Goddess and make this girl his believer.

"...I...can I?" Zoe looked at the woman in white in disbelief.

in her cognition.

The woman in front of me is the top existence on this continent.

The singer is quite popular on the Internet.

Although many people know that she is a member of the temple, they do not know that she has a nearly supreme status in the temple.

Before Zoe wakes up.

The singer is the object of her admiration.

There is no girl who wouldn't admire this person.

Just the beautiful singing has touched the hearts of countless people.

After Zoe woke up and talked to old Addison, she learned this person's identity.

White Bishop, saint of the Mother Goddess.

The origin of Brenda Church, the Brenda Saint, is only similar in status to the one in front of me.

Even in legendary stories, she exists as a backdrop.

Such a person is willing to let her be a follower...

Zoe stood up, clenched her fists in front of her, and made a very non-standard etiquette: "Lord Saint, I do!"

Her eyes were serious.

She thought she would pass by the warlock.

They will never be more than people from two worlds.

They seem parallel and similar, but they can never intersect.

At this time, she saw the possibility of intersecting the fate of the warlock.

Even if that will be in the distant future.

Seeing the golden eyes of the woman in white, the girl became even more excited.

"Then what is the goal you believe in?" A singing voice sounded in her ears.

The woman in white with a better figure lowers her body.

She is much taller than this girl.

Zoe looked directly into the singer's eyes. She thought for a moment and said tentatively: "It's the Mother Goddess."

This thought became hesitant under the cross gaze.

Zoe knew she was wrong.

"yes……"

Zoe's sapphire pupils reflected the appearance of the saint.

In her eyes, that appearance became illusory.

Her vision suddenly appeared high in the sky.

She saw the huge thing.

That holy thing.

That thing surrounded by countless wings.

She understood the identity of the person in front of her.

"yes……"

Zoe's eyes became pious.

She understood what the person in front of her was thinking.

She understood this man's wishes and beliefs.

"It's an angel."

The red-haired girl said that name.

She became a believer.

…

At the door of the convent.

The woman in white robe slowly walked up to the two men.

"Zoe volunteered to be my follower." The singer looked at Ken and said, "She will follow me and leave Restoration City with me after the concert tomorrow."

Um?

Ken felt inexplicably that there seemed to be some change in the way the saint in white looked at him.

But he couldn't tell what the change was.

After the concert tomorrow...

Ken thought of the singer Kailin had mentioned.

Could it be that this saint came with the singer, or that this saint is the singer?

"She is going to rest now." The singer said, "If you want to see her again, tomorrow night is your last chance."

"Tomorrow night..." Ken nodded and said, "I understand."

Tomorrow evening.

tomorrow.

The time may be short, but it may be enough.

Ken still has that memorable incident in his memory.

Although it cannot be proven that the matter is related to cultists, but...

The cancellation of the task of doubling Julia's rent was unreasonable.

So, is it a nobleman, and what kind of connection has he made with the cultists?

Where there are cultists, any clues may represent the birth of a new conspiracy.

Ken plans to investigate tonight.

"Are you interested in coming to my concert tomorrow?" The singer looked at Ken and invited in a gentle voice: "I can give you the tickets. There is no need to barter this time."

Charles on the side looked over with horrified eyes.

Warlock already has Miss Kellyn!

Could it be that it took him just one day to make the saint fall?

As expected of Servais...

However, he only dared to think about it from the bottom of his heart and did not dare to express it.

I hope he is just overthinking it. The Saint seems to attach great importance to his concert. In this case, it is normal to invite others to listen to it.

Ken understood that the saint in front of him was indeed the legendary singer!

Why would such a person invite him?

Ken didn't ask.

After all, he didn't want to participate.

If he didn't bite a severe wound on the cultist's body, he wouldn't have the face to see Zoe again.

"Sorry, I don't have time tomorrow." Ken said, "If there is a chance in the future, I will participate."

"It's okay." The singer was not angry. She said considerately: "If you plan to attend my concert, I will welcome you at any time."

She elegantly took out a pale white bill.

"This is the thank you gift I give you on behalf of my follower Zoe." She said softly: "If you are willing, you can come to my concert at any time with this ticket."

Her voice is still as beautiful as a singing voice.

Just like the last time I saw her, just hearing her voice made me feel that her words were credible.

Ken took the note.

There is no date written on this ticket. It seems to be more of a token than a ticket.
Chapter completed!