Eve, I have been your saint since birth,
Could it be that after leaving the Holy Kingdom, we would no longer be called Saints?
The little girl raised her hand and threw out a ray of light, blocking the Templar's sword.
Look, the gift is still given to me,
Even if I run away with the dark wizard, I will still be your saint.
I, Phil, have met you hundreds of years ago,
But now you don't remember anything.
The man in the night looked at the girl's sleeping face, with a strange light flashing in his eyes
You are so young and charming enough