Farah smiled after recalling the two young Arcanists…
"Yes. Galatea and Irene… Their names already showed traces of a great fate prepared for them… Send them. Let them walk the path of destiny."
Clare and Teresa's eyes lit up after hearing this.
They were excited that their younger sisters had a great path ahead of them. If the Fortune Goddess herself was saying this, there was no way that it would be wrong.
Though they do not know what kind of destiny they should fulfill, it must be something huge.
Soon, a wave of radiant light spread within the church, and it was filled with Holy Divinity from Farah… It was as if her words just now were confirmed by Fate itself.
Clara and Teresa lowered their heads even further…
They would prepare their sisters for the journey to the Marshall Academy.
Farah's avatar turned away, and her form dissolved slowly into radiant specks of light.
Then, her final words reached their ears like a blessing.
