Chapter 211: Anti-Magic Prison

When she heard this, the blond woman snorted with dissatisfaction and said: "Who do you think I am? If you want to know go find out on your own, even if I knew how many people there are in the church, I have no obligation to tell you."

Hearing this, Benjamin looked at her again.

On her body, the faint green light that the magic potion gave her was starting to fade. With an estimate of another ten minutes, the strengthening effects should wear off.

"What kind of person are you? Why would you take Augustine?" after some thought, he decided to bring their conversation back to its original purpose.