Chapter 419 Uriel: Hexuno, You Have Fallen!_2

It's settled then, Void Lord—Wayne!

After lecturing Givenchy, Wayne patted his butt with a hand.

He missed.

He glared sideways, chuckling to himself, and said irritably: "Mona, why are you standing so far away? Move two steps closer."

Hexuno's face was tight with struggle, once naive, having offended the pure body of the Saint Heir. Now, doing it knowingly would be a sin worse by one degree, and she neither wanted nor wished to do it.

Hexuno didn't explicitly mention the Saint Heir thing, she knew Wayne, once she said it out loud, his tail would be shooting up to the sky.

She was still hoping to, pfft, guide the Saint Heir to mend his ways and become an upstanding Saint, she couldn't reveal the truth too soon.

When you are training the Abyss, it is also training you.

Lately, Hexuno had given up on herself, and after a few proactive attempts, it became as normal as eating and drinking.

She became indifferent and thought, do whatever.