Five minutes ago.
After handling today's papal affairs, Noah quietly left her private church through the underground passage.
The Pope of the Glory Sect, Noah, was now offline and the leader of the Divine Realm Rebel Army, Noah, was online.
"Since I have already tested Sophia's attitude, it's time to proceed with the next step."
Thinking this, Noah couldn't help but recall the tragic fact she had discovered: in Sophia's eyes, she was not even a substitute.
The Clown is me.
The more she thought about it, the sadder the Pope Loli felt; she needed comfort from her teacher.
Of course, expecting comfort from Sophia was unrealistic; Angel didn't understand human emotions. If she offered "comfort" again, Noah feared she would truly become a clown.
Luckily, Noah wasn't without other teachers. Besides Angel, she had a closer teacher.
