Chapter 364: The Newcomers Start Their Jobs_4

"Farewell, my bottom line, from today onward, I am no longer...,"

"What are you muttering about over there?"

Wayne snorted coldly, interrupting Sarosia's fanciful musings. He probably guessed what the other was thinking—undoubtedly something very impolite.

Sarosia opened her eyes and saw three statues of varying sizes at the altar in the basement.

A venti—no, the largest statue was the vaguely featured Pale Knight, followed by a slightly smaller one of the Yellow Clothes of the Pale Nest, and the smallest was a statue of the Dark Goddess.

They respectively represented the ultimate faith, superficial faith, and former faith of Anastasia.

Sarosia, not clear about these complications, regarded the venti as Wayne, the medium as Idinis, and the large as another of the followers.

For a moment, her heart turned to ash.

Her colleagues were very strong. Apart from being pretty, she had no advantage.