Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Just as they set out to find the answer, Sophie just came back with her backpack.

Holy secret.

For some reason, Sabin seems to be in a good mood. She swings / fiddles with a scarecrow in her hand, tilts her mouth, slightly opens her voice and hums a song.

Scarecrow stained with her blood, scarecrow with magic, very, very rough scarecrow.

Sophie walked in briskly. She looked at Sabin and smiled brightly. Her tone was particularly relaxed and happy. "Oh, my dear Sabin, you really have more and more taste. If we eat this today, I won't have to."

Sabin turned to see her and looked up and down at her friend. She didn't seem to care about the things in Sophie's backpack at all. She just asked symbolically, "Sophie, where are you going?"

"Generally speaking, I stole the tomb." Sophie's face was flushed with excitement. She looked at Sabin with a happy tone. "Now stop your work. We're going to find Davina. Listen, after my investigation and efforts, I believe I've found a way to complete the ceremony."

The scarecrow in Sabin's hand nodded. Her movements stopped. She turned and looked at Sophie. Her eyes were very happy.

Sophie waved to her, so Sabin put down the scarecrow in her hand and went to Sophie. Her eyes narrowed and looked at the witch in front of her. Her body language was uncontrollable joy, and her eyes were full of curiosity and surprise. "What, you found a way. Tell me quickly, my friend, what are you going to do?"