After all, the one who draws this sword shall be the Angel and the King of the Angel Witches. She fully believed in this prophecy left by the God King.
But...
Alas, this future "King" really falls short, whether it's the act of using an impure "Exotic" incarnation now or willingly becoming just another fish in some playboy's pond, all of it left the old-fashioned Angel Witch senior, the Chief Justice of Righteousness, rather dissatisfied.
The Angel Witches bask in divine light, invincible, so glorious, so mighty—how could they linger under someone else's shadow for long?
The Chief Justice of Righteousness thought angrily, lamenting its unworthiness.
For a zealot like her who devotes everything to faith in the God King, understanding love is impossible.
How can mere mortals' desires compare to lofty faith?
"The Judgment Court is a sacred place, ladies, please maintain silence and refrain from creating a fuss."
