Thinking of this, her heart seemed to skip a beat, instinctively wanting to find her beloved.
Just a wisp of residual power could make her, while possessed by the Divine, almost die on the spot.
That guy was obviously so weak, could it be...
Tiya hurriedly scrambled up, a strong wave of sadness surged in her heart, making it almost impossible to breathe, even ignoring the onlookers around her.
But what she didn't expect was.
Such a small gesture instantly aroused the astonishment of all the people present.
"Your Highness, you..."
Especially the middle-aged man leading the group, wearing a ceremonial robe, with a serious and solemn expression, couldn't help but grip the scepter engraved with the Moonlight Angel's relief, hesitating to speak.
His name was Stel, the United Archbishop of the Glostin Parish, and apart from the Bright Moon Goddess, the most powerful person in the entire Silent Church.
And, one of the few males in the Church.
