⁜Layna POV⁜
Layna left the room in the early hours of the morning along with Estella, who offered to train with her in the church, something that the paladin had done every morning at sunrise since she first experienced a blood moon.
However, today, she was late by several hours as the amazing scenes of that room only just finished with the collapse of Saintess Irina and the lady named Gwendolyn.
How does he keep going for so long with so many women and shoot so much... Ah no... Layna, you are a proper lady and must not think of those things.
It's shameful...
"Bishop Estella... Is your body okay?"
"Mmmm? Oh, you mean after a night of rough sex, how can I walk normally?"
Her blatant voice lacked all tact, and the kiss marks were still visible from the neck of her habit... Layna was confused as this woman had taken on an evil figure, but the holy emblem between Layna's bosom didn't burn for her to slay the bishop.