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The Pure White Witch calmly recounted everything as if it truly were just a story, but at this point, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Maria, who had been quietly listening by her side.
The red-haired Angel Witch was no fool, and naturally understood the hidden aning in the story. However, still harboring a slim hope that it was just a story, she didn't panic imdiately but forced herself to remain calm.
Despite her efforts to stay composed, her eyes betrayed a hint of anxiety. After all, the direction of the story seed quite ominous.
Oh, co on, I finally found a savior, don't you go dark on now.
Maria's heart raced with trepidation. She was eager to continue hearing the story, but why did the Holy Lady suddenly stop at such a cliffhanger?
Leaving a story unfinished isn't a good habit, hanging people on like this and torturing them is just too much.
"Maria, what do you think you would do next if you were that Sinful Spawn?"
Lady Sophia asked this question.
Maria: "..."
The red-haired Angel Witch fell silent. How could she know the answer to this question, yet she couldn't simply choose not to respond.
"Leave on my own?"
After contemplating for a mont, she gave a compromising answer.
After all, you can't just say you're going to compete for affection with the Brave's daughter or, more radically, plot her death.
Unexpectedly, the Holy Lady across from her nodded and even cast an approving glance at her.
"Exactly, the Sinful Spawn realized that the Brave's ho was only a temporary harbor, and now indeed was the ti to leave and pursue her own fate."
The Pure White Witch continued to walk forward and relay the story.
"Ah, this…"
At this point, Maria was baffled but also relieved, and she hurriedly followed again.
"Every person in this world is born with their own mission, and even as a Sinful Spawn, she still felt that she carried a purpose. After much thought, her only mission seed to be the one her mad mother created her for."
"Moreover, even as a Sinful Spawn, she desired the freedom to live on her own terms, not constantly monitored and secretly treated like a monster by others."
"It was difficult for her to change how the world saw her on her own strength, but the Deities could. As long as she truly beca the Saint Heir as her mother hoped, she would be reborn anew."
"Only…"
"Maria, do you really think soone like this Sinful Spawn could beco that holy Saint Heir?"
Lady Sophia whispered the question again, her voice filled with uncertainty.
This wasn't an act but genuine emotion, for the Pure White Witch truly didn't know if she would be able to draw the Holy Sword in the end. She sought everything now only to gain the right to attempt it, but couldn't rule out the awkward possibility that after all her struggles, she might stand before the Holy Sword and fail to draw it.
Apart from her past caution due to fear, wasn't there also a sense of inferiority?
Her persona as the Student Council President had always been so perfect; wasn't that armor also a way to cover up her feelings of inadequacy?
People often cling to what they lack the most.
"Of course she can, if it were before, I might not be so certain, but now, Lady Sophia, other than you, I don't acknowledge any other so-called Saint Heirs."
Lady Sophia was still wrapped in her own doubt when suddenly a loud and firm shout ca from behind, startling the unsuspecting Pure White Witch so much that she almost jumped, thinking Maria could no longer tolerate it and wanted to make a move on her.
However, when she fully understood what the shout was about, she was taken aback.
Ah, I haven't even started my rhetoric, and you've agreed already? Isn't this a bit too hasty?
Thrown off by the interruption, Lady Sophia turned and saw Maria with tears in her eyes.
Pure White Witch: "....."
Suddenly, she rembered that this netizen seed to truly have a Holy Mother's character; her maternal instinct was always overflowing.
"Are you really not going to reconsider my identity? You know my lineage cos from that light…"
Lady Sophia fell silent for a mont, then began to speak again, seemingly in discomfort.
"Lady Sophia, there's no need to say more. Before, I may have cared more about your identity, but now I care more about you as a person. Since you chose not to deceive or use , naturally, I will trust and look forward to your guidance," Maria interrupted the Holy Lady in front of her. Wiping away her tears, she smiled openly and said cheerfully.
... with a Holy Mother's smile ...
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