Yae Residence.
Two witches were looking up at the sky, the radiance of the falling star just now seemed to still linger in their eyes.
After a long pause, the blond witch blinked and looked at her companion beside her.
"Hey, Rosie, I think your apprentice is too complicated for you to handle."
Yae Miko said so.
Although she had long known that her niece Dorothy was a Natural Saint, she thought an undeveloped Saint was only a genius among geniuses. But now, she understood what it meant when talent limits your imagination.
With such a majestic aura of holding the sun and moon and plucking stars, people would believe it if you said a Sage exerted power.
"Indeed, this child is a bit too beautiful, I do find it a challenge to handle."
Noelle Rose nodded too, her eyes rarely open fully, but now they hadn't completely lost their heart-shaped pattern.
