The wind was cold and the sky was dark.

Ilona was speeding through the woods, thinking mentally about how she would explain her visit when she met the saint Angela. Remembering the last time she was separated from the Holy Maiden, little Angela, who was originally willing to follow her to the city to play, suddenly wanted to cut off the relationship between the two.

Although Ilona didn't say much at the time, she inexplicably felt that the other party seemed to be afraid of something.

Thinking of the bleeding wound on the saint's arm, Ilona wanted to blurt out at that time, it was not a bloodletting left by a professional doctor, it was not a layman's ,......

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