The Artist Who Paints Dungeon
Chapter 251
The bishop awoke once again in the same place.
“.......”
“You’re here.”
It was a dream in which the red evil spirit hovered above the lake where the Moon should have been.
“I welcome your visit.”
“I don’t know why you keep summoning someone as lowly as me.”
“Because you saw me.”
“Then my sin must be great....”
She had taken in something she should never have seen.
“I shouldn’t have let my gaze be stolen.”
She had been momentarily entranced by its splendor. Perhaps the blood-like wings were too stimulating for eyes grown used to white. Perhaps the golden blood flowing so gracefully from its broken head had seemed beautiful.
‘If I had been a more perfect being, could I have avoided this?’
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