The saintess was taken aback.
That's... what he wanted?
"Is that a no?" Lunaris asked.
She shook her head quickly. "Of course not."
She looked at Lunaris more carefully now.
He did seem quite pitiful, now that she thought about it.
Her gaze shifted to Roselle standing beside him.
Seria bit her lip.
She finally understood the situation.
It's just like me.
Roselle pretended to obey Lunaris, but clearly she wasn't. She was the true person in power here, using her position to restrict him. To control him.
Seria understood this feeling all too well.
Everyone in the Holy Church acted as though she was some powerful individual above everything. They revered her. Worshiped her.
But it was all for show.
In reality, they were just using her as an attractive banner to wave around. A pretty face to draw believers. A tool.
That was why she had escaped in secret with her friends to explore the outside world.
