Although Xiao Chen had emphasized many times that they were enemies, seeing Xiao Chen at such a desperate moment, Fesha still felt a sense of inexplicable fortune and reassurance.
She had thought about running to the royal family for protection from King Arthur, but she was afraid of making the same mistake again.
Like Adolf, King Arthur was also a target of the Wolf King. If she went to King Arthur, wouldn't she just become a burden and lead to his downfall?
The last time she had asked Xiao Chen to go to the Holy See's library, she had come to the place where Xiao Chen lived, so subconsciously, she ended up running to Xiao Chen's location.
"Saintess Fesha, how have you become so haggard in just a few days?" Xiao Chen said jokingly.
"The Wolf King is after me!" By the time Fesha ran up to Xiao Chen, she was almost completely out of strength.
