Her statement was a serious one.
After all, the holy woman was equivalent to a goddess in the tribe. She held a supreme position.
Usually, when someone became a holy woman, she would hold that position till her death. A new holy woman would only be chosen once the former holy woman entered her eighties or died. No one would step down from the position when they were young. It was something that had never happened before in the Divine Water Tribe's history.
Peugeot the Third had nothing else to add when he heard the holy woman say that. He lowered his head, and the police took him away.
When everyone saw Peugeot the Third being brought away, they had complicated feelings, especially Phoebe. She was already emotional, and she felt gloomier now.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: