Clana was in a good mood today.

For her, simply walking outside the church felt like a joy. Everything around her was new scenery, new people.

As a Saintess, Clana was beloved wherever she went. At first, the overwhelming attention from others felt a bit burdensome, but she grew accustomed to it and eventually found it pleasant.

Above all, she was currently fulfilling a task assigned by the convent's head nun.

The outside world was beautiful, at least compared to the dreary interior of the church. She wondered if this was what it felt like to have one’s chains removed.