「Waste Female Safety House - Main Hall.」
Beneath the crystal chandelier, Su An'an massaged her throbbing temples and asked Little Pink,
'Can we find any other Holy Priests?'
Little Pink sighed.
'It's difficult. Black Priests are already exceedingly rare, and Holy Priests are basically extinct.'
'Otherwise, the Divine Female from two hundred years ago wouldn't have been killed by a Black Priest.'
'One month... can Qiuqiu hold on that long?'
An image of the gray, decaying totem on Seville's arm flashed through Su An'an's mind.
The once-resplendent Golden Feather was now as dim as if its life had been drained away.
'Rest assured, Princess. Based on my behavioral analysis, the kidnappers gain nothing if Qiuqiu isn't alive.'
Little Pink said reassuringly.
'That's true,'
Su An'an sighed.
'After all, in the original novel, Qiuqiu survived until the Empire fell.'
'She was just worried that the price for Qiuqiu's survival might be a fate worse than death.'
