C383 The Queer Sword Spirit Girl

Before him stood a young woman in a flowing green dress, exuding the grace and poise of a well-bred lady at first glance.

Her skin was porcelain white, her features delicate, and a faint azure glow clung to her.

Currently, she sat on the ground, a picture of vulnerability, with a spark of indignation in her clear eyes.

"Oh, grandaunt