Morning Forgotten Language!
Morning Forgotten Language?!
A clergy member of the Church of the Dawn?!
Staring fixedly at the girl in front of her who gave her an extremely good impression, Teresa only felt her brain go blank, and her body also started gradually refusing to listen to her.
Put plainly, she was just standing there in a daze, totally confused.
She really never would have thought that while she was sneaking around looking for that "beloved person," she'd run into this "strongest rival" she'd imagined while tossing and turning sleeplessly in bed last night.
The Black Vatican Priest's lover, the new Saintess of the Church of the Dawn, Prince Chen Wangyu!
Even though she was only a newly appointed Saintess and wasn't even as famous as herself, this "Witch," the instant Teresa learned the girl's identity, she felt she had already been outclassed—at least in terms of aura, she'd already lost.
