C458 Fallen God How to Save All Living Beings?(6)

The young woman seated on the high chair wore a delicate veil. Her eyes seemed empty, yet they commanded respect, making it difficult for anyone to meet her gaze directly. Her soft, black hair flowed over her shoulders like the gentle current of a quiet river.

"Greetings, Lady," Moho Lille said, placing her palms together in front of her and bowing reverently