So, there was only one thing she could do.
Miss Nun ignited her Golden Finger, and the God's Blood burned fiercely within her, transforming into immense Strength.
However, this God's Blood, not yet nourished by enough Faith, burnt quickly. But it didn't matter, she was still quite young, and her Life Force was ample.
She had to take responsibility for her own mistakes, the sins she created could only be ended by herself.
Still, what a failed life it was. She had been too caught up in various research, burning the midnight oil, and didn't experience any of the beauty of another world. Now it's all gone: her father is gone, the dragon is dead, her sister turned dark, and all her followers became barbecue. Just look at what she's been protecting.
Tch, is this the price of being the protagonist? It figures, a protagonist's life is destined to be tumultuous, a life of misfortune. Why was I fooling around wanting to be a protagonist out of boredom?
