"Pardon the interruption."
Naisa pushed open the door and entered the room, seeing Reiger standing before a full-length mirror, a faint hint of amazement in her eyes.
It must be said, donning the attire of the Holy Court, Reiger's aura and presence were magnitudes stronger than when he intentionally restrained his battle energy and presence before. His handsomeness index soared, even causing Naisa, the Female Pope, to feel her heart race.
"As expected of the Holy Court, it suits you well, Your Excellency."
Naisa praised lavishly without holding back.
"You look beautiful today too, Naisa."
Reiger chuckled lightly, returning the compliment to Naisa.
Today, Naisa didn't wear the robe and coronet she donned before, but rather a priestess gown. Her silky waist-length silver hair was styled into a long ponytail hanging behind her, losing some of the solemn and sacred aura, and gaining a bit more approachability.
