Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

early morning.

In a hotel in Mir.

The Archbishop of the Holy Church of the Hein Empire, Ms. Beth Hein, was standing in front of the bathroom mirror at the moment, looking at herself.

She was staring at herself in the mirror.

She had just woken up and had not had time to wash herself. Her long hair was disheveled. Although her clothes had been repaired by magic and had become as neat as new, there were still some traces of seductive reverie left on her exposed skin.

"Beth Hein..."

Beth could no longer bear to look at her fallen and embarrassed self. She covered her face, her voice still trembling.