Though the tiny amount of dragon blood and Infinite Power she had consumed was insignificant to Ophis, merely a minuscule portion drawn from infinity.
It was like taking a single drop of water from the ocean.
But if she kept doing this so frequently in such a short time, the girl feared she would become completely immersed in it.
Ophis's blood seemed to be slightly addictive. To the girl... it felt no less addictive than that stuff, perhaps even more so.
Though the girl had never touched that stuff...
After watching television with Ophis for a while, Moonlit occasionally fed Ophis fruit that Tosca had cut up. This feeling of feeding a little pet was quite pleasant—far happier than raising cats had ever been!
Besides, she was not raising a cat, but a Little Dragon.
Speaking of cats, the girl thought of those black-and-white catgirls. One was petite and adorable, while the other was seductive and charming.
Raising two more kitties seemed pretty nice too, didn't it?
While Moonlit fed Ophis and occasionally ate fresh fruit herself, Tosca walked over to the girl and said, "Lady Moonlit, that young nun has awakened."
"Asia is awake?"
Upon hearing that, the girl put Ophis down from her arms and immediately headed toward Asia's room.
When she entered, she saw the blonde nun sitting despondently on the bed, her eyes vacant... She seemed to still be drowning in grief, unable to accept the reality she had learned even now.
"Are you all right, Asia?"
Moonlit sat down beside Asia and asked softly.
Only after hearing the girl's voice did Asia come back to her senses. She looked at Moonlit, and her voice unconsciously trembled slightly.
"Miss Theresa, is God... truly gone?"
She now had no one to rely on. The only person she