"There's no other way, some things can only be changed from this position."
"Not necessarily... If you remain unwavering towards a goal, perhaps you can change everything too, provided you're strong enough."
Somehow, the old woman suddenly remembered three hundred years ago, when she was rescued by that Dawn Saintess, the voice that shielded everyone.
In a daze, Huihui's voice rang in her ears:
"Don't go near them, you demons!"
"Huihui... I don't think they're demons." At that time, she carefully tugged at Huihui's sleeve and whispered.
"Pope, you've always disliked demons!" Bishop Tettoo sighed.
The old woman glanced at him and said, "Not necessarily, there are some exceptions."
Bishop Tettoo's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his voice, "Don't say such things, if people below hear it, it'll be troublesome."
But after a moment, Bishop Tettoo's expression became somewhat subtle as he lowered his voice even more:
