She is the worst, darkest, most despicable being since the Demon King. Every generation's Saintess has fallen victim to her wicked ways, all succumbing to the Witch of the Spring. That despicable witch!
Hold on, I was acting in self-defense, okay? You were the ones who picked on me first!
Then explain this: why did you imprison this generation's Saintess and keep her as a pet?
That's not what happened! Your Saintess is the one who won't leave my side. You should be the ones figuring out what to do!
Is that so?
Lady Witch, I love you most of all. Please don't leave me, okay?
I...
Under the gaze of the bishops of the various churches, Lilith, the Witch of the Spring, weakly protests, while the Saintess beside her presses close, watching her like a predator.
At this moment, Lilith, who had been reincarnated as a girl and lived as a witch for more than three hundred years, suddenly feels like praying too.
Great Saintess Karen, please send down your holy word and take your descendant, the Saintess, away!
໒꒰ྀིᜊ꒦ິ^꒦ິᜊ ꒱ྀིა
Lilith begs in despair, but the only answer is her own echo in the grand tribunal of the Divine Kingdom.
If she had another chance, Lilith would never have gone to the Divine Kingdom to cause a scene for a little pocket money that afternoon when the ice melted unusually fast.
