"Is that the rumored Lady Saintess? Truly unusual."
A boy wearing a fur-collared coat sat on the edge of the sloping roof in the shade, smiling as he looked down. A single braid was woven down the back of his head, his amethyst-like eyes resembling glowing lamp grass blooming in the moonlight.
"Brother, Lord Tartaglia instructed us to follow his lead and avoid making trouble."
Chapter 89