Ethan's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze towards Monroe icy and piercing.
Unfazed by Ethan's demeanor, Monroe, bold as a young calf, stared back without a hint of fear.
To him, Ethan was merely an outsider.
If Ethan were to act, what could one man do against the many members of the Shadow Clan?
Just as Ethan was about to speak, Sherry stepped in front of him, her voice gentle:
"Whether or not I am the Holy Maiden should not be decided by you. I was chosen by the High Priest. If you no longer wish for me to serve as the Holy Maiden, I am willing to step down."
"Boom—"
Sherry's words exploded like a bomb among the members of the Shadow Clan.
Refusing to be the Holy Maiden of the Shadow Clan?
Such a statement coming from the mouth of the Shadow Clan's Holy Maiden was unprecedented.
"You insolent child, do you think the Shadow Clan is a place you can just come and go as you please?"
