Chapter 322 Layers of Outsourcing, This Time It's Secure_4

"Lord Dreyne, I really can't play cards with you anymore," Chris sighed softly, counting on her fingers, "like the Naturalism Church, or the Sun Church, and it might be the Heavenly Father's Court, who knows? After all, Wayne is so good at making girls happy."

"So what if he is? All those people combined aren't as pretty as you and Philomena. It's doomed to be a failure." Dreyne didn't care; looking at Philomena's face, even she felt inferior. As long as Wayne wasn't blind, he would know how to choose.

"Lord Dreyne, thanks for the compliment, but have you ever considered that there is a female mage whose looks are not the slightest bit inferior to mine?" Philomena, who had undergone training, took over the conversation.

"Who? Someone so impressive?"

"The Holy Maiden of the Dark Church."

"???"