"..."
"Then just give it here."
Wayne raised his hand and drew the person into his arms: "Bring it here, you!"
The scene shifted, rustling sounds.
Hexuno combed her long hair near her ears, kneeling before the battlefield to seek forgiveness, once again she desecrated the Saint Heir's purity.
Wayne leaned over, heard Hexuno's words of confession, couldn't help nodding: "Indeed, after three times it was always you..."
"Lord Son of the Holy!"
Hexuno raised her voice to interrupt, blushing: "You kept me here, surely there is something very important, right, it must be!"
"The important thing is already done."
"..."
Hexuno said nothing, clutching her chest, retreated two steps, mumbling that she couldn't understand, her wisdom not one ten-thousandth enough to grasp the deeper meaning.
"Suddenly remembered, indeed there is one more thing."
Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Come with me, sit on the Divine Throne for a while, I'll take you to see the Tenth Layer."
