Obby Stuart stood by her side, basking in the reflected glory, feeling as though he had gained some light himself. He whispered in Isabella Lindsey's ear, "From today on, Sister Isabella, you're a celebrity in our academy!"
But unexpectedly.
Isabella Lindsey just looked on indifferently, her expression unchanging.
She didn't even say a word and just started walking, her hands clasped behind her back, striding away.
And those who had originally surrounded her didn't dare to intercept and compliantly opened up a clear path for her.
Allowing her to leave the bustling environment with ease.
Behind her lingered the nostalgic voices of the crowd:
"Ah, the Goddess didn't say a word and just left like that..."
"It does hurt a bit, but there will be plenty of chances to sneak peeks at her in the academy."
"Right, we still don't know how the Goddess managed to defeat Bertha Marley."
"If she was hiding her strength, she should be able to break through and advance now, right?"
