Protect

At Church Garden.

It was evening; the garden was quiet, and the only sound was leaves fluttering in the evening wind.

All the birds rested on the tree branch without making a sound; everything was quiet, then someone suddenly cursed loudly, and the birds were startled and flew out of the garden.

"Fuck, if it weren't for that Coward or whatever he calls himself, I wouldn't have to do this shameful work like washing toilets and cleaning some garden", Solarius cursed while cleaning the leaves with the broom in his hand.

Frustration was written all over his face; he had just completed all the written work, and now here he was, cleaning the fallen leaves when he could easily burn all of them without even damaging anything. Still, he couldn't do that because if he did, it would be just defying the order of Light Saint.