Weston felt like he was dreaming, half-dreaming and half-awake.
After waking up from that long memory, he could clearly feel that he was being picked up and slowly moved up the stairs.
A nun who was cleaning was surprised to put down the holy bottle in her hand: “Under the crown, do you need my help?”
“No need.”
The little devil said lightly.
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