It was night in Academy City, but on the other side of the Earth, it was still daytime in London, England.
The streets were lined with European-style architecture, old-fashioned yet diverse. There were few vehicles, as if no one wished to disturb the tranquility. The British pursued beauty in life even more than convenience, and finely crafted buildings could be seen everywhere along the streets.
A girl who looked about eighteen walked down the quiet street beneath a lace parasol. Her skin was fair, her eyes blue, and her golden hair—nearly two and a half times her height—was folded in half and secured behind her head with a silver hairpin. A long pink nun's dress perfectly displayed her lovely curves. A playful, adorable smile lingered on her lips as she softly hummed a song. With her delicate features, she looked like an innocent young girl in the bloom of youth.
Yet how many people knew that she was the Supreme Bishop of the Necessary Evil Church in District Zero of the Church of England—the true leader of the Church of England?
She looked around eighteen, but her true age was unknown, as were her standards of good and evil. To oppose the alliance between the Roman Orthodox Church and Academy City, she was shrewd and calculating, willing to use any means necessary for the interests of the Church of England. She had directly devised the plan to erase Index's memories and preserve her that way. She seemed emotionally expressive, but her methods were vicious. She valued balance, and rumor had it that she had done just as many good deeds as bad ones. When kind, she was gentle and amiable; when cold, she could drive people into desperate straits. This was Laura Stuart—a figure whose methods and strength made her