Inside Laveyny Aufrodine's workroom
“Please, do not kill her, Goddess. On behalf of Laveyny Aufrodine, I beg Your mercy.”
The red-haired girl said in a serious tone. She spontaneously worshipped the Queen of the Witches with her face touching the floor, while another girl who was the Head of the Ztatzav Orphanage still could not move her body, even though she wanted to get out of there.
Time seemed to stop spinning for the two female mortals. The cold and tense atmosphere was getting thicker, making them experience heavy mental pressure. Loiston, who could not see the face of the other person, could only guess what was going on right now.
"No."
That was the only short answer given by the immortal goddess, so those words made the thick-haired girl even more anxious, as did her collea
