1100 The Death of the Candidate 4yr

Translator: TofuEditor: Tofu

Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
A small pavilion in the south garden…
A thin, soft nightgown was attached to Saintess Andi's body. The candidate with the highest number of votes did not have an awe-striking face, but she did have an impressive physique. The night breeze on the mountain swept past, caressing the nightgown over the woman's smooth and curvaceous body...
She was barefooted, looking down at the dimly-lit Citadel of Athens.
She had been doing the same thing for years. She enjoyed admiring the bustling night scene of the city from the great height. She liked seeing a huge crowd of her supporters chanting her name passionately...
However, she was not feeling ambitious tonight!
"We didn't expect it to come to this." The Great Muse Mellaura was standing close to the statue in the garden with a gloomy expression.
"The election is grander than that for a president, it's never meant to go smoothly. How can we expect that all four Saintesses will be on our side?" An