"Look, Mr. Dais is here. We told him to wear something brighter... you can't even see him at night."
An Su pointed to the dark cloud in the distance, his young face bearing an innocent smile.
"Mr. Dais has his troubles too, as healing spellcasters, we should actively help eliminate the worries of the citizens."
An Su felt he had a talent for becoming a skin whitening makeup artist.
"He's very self-conscious and sensitive about his skin color, but as long as the dead's little faces are brushed white, whitening is also our duty as doctors."
Your image of a healing spellcaster has been completely tarnished by you!
Luojia rolled his eyes and muttered to himself.
They sat side by side on small stools, gazing into the distance.
Purgatory Avenue was right opposite the city government building, directly facing the healing hall.
This was the best vantage point for watching the battle.
