Promise of the Silver Dragon King
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
The Holy Order of the Church of Light was full of excitement. One after another, they shouted.
"Great Judgement!"
"Which Lord of the Church has come?"
"This strength is also at least sage level late-stage strength! Perhaps is not inferior to Lady Holy Zither!"
Everyone cheered and speculated, looking around for a big shot from the Church of Light that had suddenly made a move.
Only Holy Zither did not have any expression on her face as she stared in one direction.
There was a fat dragon that had just entered the void. Before it left, it even looked at her guiltily.
It was as if it was saying, "I didn't do it on purpose. Don't stare at me. Don't chase me."
Holy Zither was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
When she saw this fat dragon, she thought of that man.
He was a bastard just like him!
God of Light, how could such a person receive the favor of the Holy Light Dragon!
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