"How is the Aries Witch doing?"
Flames began to spread through the tent, and the Saint Vestia could no longer control the Vesta Holy Fire, which was burning toward the camp of the Frankish people. Numerous Frankish people had already fled the camp, watching their tents, supplies, and weapons turn into ashes amid the flames.
The elderly Frankish commander, Glore, turned his head toward Saint Vestia, but her forehead was now dripping with sweat, and she realized in terror that there really was someone in this world who had researched Fire Magic to such an extent that it had even started to seize the Vesta Holy Fire from her.
