"But...only the servants of Saint Sis...can use Holy Light..."
Looking at Vivian who was still stuttering prayers, Luo Yan gently touched her lips with his wand, making a silencing gesture.
"Such details are utterly insignificant, my dear sister... As you said yourself, at this point, do you still care about duels and rules?"
Indeed, Holy Light spells were not his forte; otherwise, he wouldn't even need to chant spells to assist, much like his Bone Spear.
Observing Vivian whose face shifted between shades of pale and flush, Luo Yan lightly moved his wand away and continued speaking with the tone one uses for bedtime stories.
