"What exactly is Lady Saintess doing?"
The Priest stood immobile at the Crystal Valley Entrance passageway, gazing intently at the golden flower field in the distance, almost like a statue.
The Battle Nun sat nearby, leaning against her long spear, relaxed in posture but with a helpless expression.
"Do you intend to stand here until Lady Saintess returns?"
"Captain, why ask further?" The Priest's tone was solemn, eyes unwavering, "This is not only love and respect for Lady Saintess but also a practice and refinement for the spirit!"
Although a colleague and superior, the Battle Nun couldn't help but rub her brows.
Nearby, the Mage disregarded decorum, sitting on the ground munching on compressed dry rations.
