"I think you don't quite understand. What I meant was, I want to borrow your clothes for a bit," Alexander said with a slight smile.
"What do you mean?" The jailer had a vigilant look on his face, but in the next second, a beautiful figure descended from the sky - it was the little angel Alice.
Alice raised her hand, and holy light burst from her palm, instantly filling the entire prison. The originally cold and old prison, under the baptism of the holy light, seemed to become a sacred church, immersed in golden light.
"Alice, don't make such a big fuss!" In order to avoid attracting more enemy's attention, Alexander quickly reminded.
"Alright!" Ever since she absorbed the power of the magic fountain, Alice's strength has been improving every moment. She believes it won't be long before her body evolves into a true Seraphim.
