Chapter 219

The Thief of Holy Power

As their eyes met, Tiern jerked his chin toward the top of the rock wall.

"If you don't want to die, stay beside the mage."

After speaking roughly, he immediately ran out of the cave.

"Saintess... please come up here."

Miel hesitated over what to call Kathren, then finally called her over.

Standing there alone felt awkward.

In the end, Kathren climbed up to where the mage and Annette were waiting.

"Saintess, please sit here."

Annette gestured toward an empty chair.

The title Saintess had never felt so uncomfortable.

Kathren hesitated before walking over.

The mage had somehow even summoned comfortable chairs, the kind found in the Grand Duke's castle.

The four of them sat together in an awkward silence.

"..."

"...Do you think they'll really be alright?"

Annette asked worriedly.

"You don't need to worry."

The grumpy-looking mage tried to comfort her.

"Ordinary monsters…