On a tall building dozens of meters away from No. 60 high school’s battlefield.
The beautiful and dignified nun watched the battle in front of her with a veil over her face.
She had brought the war chariot here three minutes after it had arrived.
She had wanted to directly go in and declare war on Odd Zhuo. But she saw that the war between the war chariot and Odd Zhuo had already begun.
So the Moon decided to stay on the side and watch while collecting information about Odd Zhuo.
At that moment, a young man’s voice sounded from behind the Moon. “Sister Teresa, you really are the emissary of the Moon.”
Sister Teresa wanted to turn around, but was stopped by that voice.
“Don’t turn around, I don’t want others to know what I look like.”
The young man’s voice said.
Judging from the sexy and magnetic voice, this should be a pretty young man.
Teresa obeyed the order and did not turn her head.