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"What a wise and kind queen," Viola thought to herself, "it's clear that violence won't achieve anything."
After entering the church and performing all the necessary rituals related to their faith, Mirastiru and Viola had the opportunity to admire the magnificence of the surrounding interior. The priestess, whom they had observed earlier, sat on her knees before the statue of Arteria and was praying about something.
Viola really didn't want to disturb the priestess, but at the same time, she really wanted to convey her admiration, so she began to subtly circle near the priestess, on the one hand, maintaining such a distance as not to distract her, but on the other hand, showing signs of impatience.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?