"What's —what's going on?"
Murmurs filled with trepidation echoed outside the temple as the crowd looked at Wistoria, who was walking towards them. Their gazes drifted to the head in her hand and then back to her face covered with blood specks.
"Lady Wistoria, what's going on?" The guards who were standing outside the temple saw the woman walking towards them and rushed to where she was standing. "What happened inside?"
Wistoria didn't answer their question. She walked past the guards and came to a stop in front of the crowd. Throwing the detached head on the ground, she addressed the crowd,