Chapter 157- I've had enough

The dragon turned into a mountain range, and the demon was devoured by humans.

Even the mightiest existence has a moment of demise.

And Margaret was so small, small like a flower, a flower blooming on the blade of his leg. Even with tremendous power, she was still just a human.

The lifespan of a human...

is just a tiny bit, only a tiny bit of length.

Margaret stroked Saint Sebastian's unruly curls. The demon's physique was indeed strange—his skin was cold, yet his head was warm, reminiscent of a canine that clings to humans.

"Of course I will die. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the most normal things in the world."

She could give herself the heart of a witch, but there was nothing wrong with adhering to the rules of life.