Natalie quickly arrived at the ruins of the inner city enveloped in the mysterious purple radiance from the creation of the Star Realm. Old Eugene and Mother Mary Ann had set up two tents here already while Madam Jules returned to the campsite outside the city.
As the medical commander of Crimson Castle and administrator of religious affairs, Madam Jules had a hectic daily workload, and she urgently needed her own followers to act as her assistants.
Even the picky Old Eugene couldn't find fault with this devoted believer. He accepted Madam Jules' request for them to clear the surrounding Star Realm shadows with gratitude.
"Here..."
Natalie, bearing the great oak holy blade, entered the area designated as the Avalon Cathedral.
As she stepped into it, a distinctive perception rose in her mind, as tranquil as when she was young and training on Gramo Island, strolling in the woodland temple area.
That was the unique feeling the gaze of Avalon's god gave its followers.
