Chapter 167 The Saintess

• If they kept on with their quest, they'd have to get into impossible places to find their quarry.
• Santiago tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed upon the heavens while he gently stroked Bobby's head. After a moment of silent contemplation, he spoke, "It is not your fault, Hansel. Perhaps, the Saintess has only just made her presence known."
• "What?" Hansel was struck dumb by this unexpected revelation. Only just appeared? But how can that be when our lineage possesses teachings passed down through countless generations? Could it be that our forebears were indeed seers?