This is one of the reasons why the little angels are willing to make absolute sacrifices for their queen.

The two little angels, having received Keisha's decree, quickly made way for Yan.

Yan gently patted her shoulder, offering a faint smile as a token of gratitude, and bypassed them, heading straight into Keisha's bedroom.

Keisha's bedroom was simple, as the entire room was white. The walls were covered with snowflake patterns, the floor was covered with layers of red carpet, and there was a comfortable Western-style double bed, a simple desk and chair set, and a dressing table. Other than that, there was nothing else.

Keisha sat gracefully at her desk, holding a book in her hands, savoring its flavor.

Yan glanced at the book in Keisha's hand, her pupils shrinking slightly. Even though the book had no title, she and Leng, as pioneers in the recent crackdown on unorthodox books appearing within the Angels, could naturally tell what the book was from its luxurious packaging.

This was written by that guy.

Queen Keisha actually watches this kind of stuff?!

Yan was somewhat unable to accept it for a moment.

Keisha noticed Yan's arrival. She quickly closed the book in her hand, placed it aside, and walked gracefully toward the dressing table, where she slowly sat down.

Yan knew what Keisha meant.

This power belongs to only those whom Queen Keisha trusts most.

That means tidying up her appearance.

She glanced at the dressing table, found the comb, and skillfully spread out Keisha's smooth and dazzling hair, gently lifting the comb and running it through Keisha's hair.

Keisha's hair was in excellent condition; each strand danced like silk under Yan's fingertips. With each passing second, Keisha's hair was meticulously arranged.

"Tell me, what's wrong, girl? Have you run into any difficulties?" Keisha stared intently at Yan, who was combing her hair in the mirror.

Yan said helplessly, "Queen Keisha, don't you know? Recently, many of the sisters are completely absorbed in that guy's work. Whether it's training, eating, or even sleeping, or doing their assigned tasks, their attention is always focused on his work."

"Really?? This book is that popular??" Keisha was a little surprised to hear this. Of course she had read the book and found it quite interesting.

Because the book contains almost a verbatim account of the life of another friend of hers.

It even includes things she didn't know.

For example.

That silver-haired angel was actually very starved for love.

Although she has been celibate for a thousand years, she still longs for the scumbag who hurt her to change his mind.

Even an apology would suffice.

But unexpectedly, that scumbag took advantage of the opportunity to not only kill one of her clones, but also steal the work he had been researching for a long time, Star Fate.

This result is utterly ridiculous.

But it is also reality.

Even though the female protagonist in the book tries her best to say that she could not possibly make such a low-level mistake, Keisha believes that she would, because she used to be a love-struck person.

Even though she is now over 30,000 years old, these tens of thousands of years have only given her more rationality, rather than allowing her to completely escape that tragic fate of love.

This book is a masterpiece.

Keisha gave it high praise because it indirectly enlightened that person.

Yan said with worry, "Fire is certainly full of meaningless things, but it has had many negative effects on us angels."

"Therefore, Queen Keisha and I have taken it upon ourselves to decide to collect and burn these books, and have ordered that they never be read again."

"Burned?? Forbidden to read?? This can't be serious, can it??" Keisha was taken aback, a hint of surprise appearing in her beautiful eyes.

Yan, however, maintained her opinion. Even though Queen Keisha seemed so magnanimous and didn't take it seriously, she, like Leng, couldn't tolerate anyone tarnishing their queen: "Of course it does. After all, it has tarnished you, and it even has the suspicion of whitewashing that person. If we let this kind of content go unchecked and allow it to spread, it will surely make our warriors feel pity for those damned guys."

"Our war with them has never ended, and perhaps one day it will break out again. At that time, this book may prevent our warriors from wielding their swords."

"Wait a minute. You guys aren't reading 'My Aunt's Idiot Love Story'???" Keisha paused for a moment, seemingly realizing something.

Yan put the comb back in its original place on the dressing table and decisively took out two books: "Why Morgana is the Greatest Evil" and "Holy Keisha is Actually Very Small".

This is evidence she deliberately left behind after capturing those little angels, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

Keisha took the book, opened it to the first page of "Holy Keisha, Actually Very Small," and saw the words written in bold black ink: "Keisha is actually very small, and here 'small' refers not only to her mind."

"And there are those who, compared to my own age of thirty thousand years, are even less than the warriors under my command."

This passage is accompanied by a sketch.

Although it was a sketch, Keisha was indeed printed on it, and the book even made a small note about Keisha's smaller features.

Keisha frowned, made no comment, and turned the page to the second page.

The contents of the second page surprised her once again.

Because there is only a short footnote on the second page.

"If you want to become as small as Keisha, then continue. Otherwise, please stop reading this book immediately. Otherwise, you will be solely responsible for any consequences arising from this book."

Several veins appeared on her forehead, and her eyes gradually turned icy, like the calm before a storm, but she still endured the taste.

Because she wanted to see what that guy had written in another book.

Keisha took a few deep breaths, slowly picked up "Why Morgana is the Greatest Evil," and opened the first page. She only glanced at it once, but the calm before the storm was shattered by the contents of the book. Her face changed drastically, and she could no longer suppress the anger she had never felt in millennia. She couldn't hold back and cursed, slamming the book onto the carpet.

"Bastard thing!!"

Because the content on the first page is completely opposite to that of "Holy Keisha, Actually Very Small".

Do you know why Morgana is the greatest evil in the known universe?

Each one should be paired with a sketch.

The sketch depicts a woman with a stunning figure, dressed in completely new attire. Even though Keisha had never seen such unfamiliar clothing in tens of thousands of years, she could still tell that the person in the sketch was none other than her foolish sister, the demon named Morgana and the angel named Liang Bing.

Not only that, the book also replicates her approach, marking a large character on a particularly grand section of the sketch.

This time, without even turning the page, there was a slogan that forced Keisha to lash out.

"If you want to become as 'great' as Morgana, the greatest evil in the known universe, and rid yourself of Queen Keisha's 'petty-mindedness,' then carefully read this book. Believe me, it will accompany you as you grow and break free from Queen Keisha's 'curse.'"

The word "bastard" startled Yan.

She had been with Queen Keisha for countless years, since she could remember, and this was the first time she had ever seen Queen Keisha so angry.

Sure enough, this book is awful!!

Keisha realized she had exaggerated a bit, so she quickly adjusted her mindset, rubbed her temples, and said, "Yan, you did well. These kinds of meaningless books..."

"They should be banned."

"This is a complete distortion and fabrication of the facts."

"Burn!! Burn it all! Suppress it all! Don't leave a single book, not even a single word behind!"

"If we don't have enough manpower, then let Zhixin, Azhui, Moyi, Fanxing, Liying, Lingxi, Yitian, Weifeng, Luoluan, Eileen, and Kayla come back. Each of them will lead a team to conduct a thorough internal cleaning."

"This thing must be completely destroyed!!"

"It's Queen Keisha. Leng and I have formed a team and will be conducting an internal investigation. That's why I've come to visit you."

“But still, this kind of investigation is only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. It would be better to let the author…” Yan didn’t say it outright, but she believed that Keisha must have already understood.

This time, however, Keisha did not respond to Yan, but instead fell into deep thought.

Obviously, it seems a bit difficult to get this author to stop writing.

"Is it cold?" After a long while, Keisha still didn't give Yan a definite answer, and asked again.

Although Yan was puzzled, she firmly believed in the Holy Keisha, so she could only reply, "She went to find the author."

"What??"

"Walk!!"

Upon hearing this, Keisha suddenly stood up. At the same time, the elegant and casual white dress she was wearing instantly transformed into the King's Battle Armor and the King's Long Johns.

She stormed out of the palace.

Yan followed closely behind.

Chapter 3 made Angel Lingxi cry!

Back Mountain of Merlo Heaven

The back mountain of the Celestial Court of Merlo can be described as a sacred place. Its development and scenery are very similar to tourist attractions on regular Earth planets. There are some wild deer and wild boars, but compared to the ferocity and aggression on Earth planets, the wild beasts here are somewhat intelligent, and they are unlikely to clash with angels.

Some deer even actively established friendly relationships with the angels.

Therefore, the back mountain of the Heavenly Court of Merlo is also known as the playground of angels, where some angels often hold small gatherings such as carnivals.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. About a week ago, a new resident moved into the amusement park. He was not the same race as the angels, and not even the same gender.

Because of his appearance, the entire back mountain of the Merlo Heavenly Court seemed exceptionally deserted.

Because they did not know his origins, nor whether he was upright or met the first principle of angels in making friends: upholding justice and order.

A treehouse.

In front of the treehouse was a patch of black soil, on which grew many crops that had never been recorded by angels, no, by the known universe.

"Waaaaah, you're so mean!! Why did you have to write this kind of story? That Chen dog is completely unworthy of Shen Youchu." Inside the treehouse, a slender, sweet-looking female angel sat at a desk and chair.

Even though she was wearing very conservative, silver-white combat armor, the armor still couldn't hide her spotless temperament and curvaceous figure. What was most dazzling about her was her pair of bright, sparkling eyes, as if they contained the stars and the sea, and her high, straight nose and light red cherry lips.

Her skin was snow-white and delicate, and her long golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

The lower half of her outfit remained the standard attire for angels: a short red skirt that revealed her long, slender legs, and silver-white boots around her ankles.

Her name is Lingxi, and she is only a little over a thousand years old. She is a high-ranking angel.

She was ordered by the Holy Queen Keisha to monitor the man before her, but over time, the surveillance forced her to become one with him.

Even though Holy Keisha repeatedly warned that the man's identity was unknown, his origins were unclear, and his purpose was even more unfathomable, it was best to maintain a safe distance and monitor him from afar.

But Lingxi was just a novice. At a thousand years old, she was still very young and couldn't possibly refuse his repeated invitations.

Aside from three meals a day, this man did some farming work that she couldn't understand, and he had no intention of harming the Heavenly Court of Merlo or her.

Besides this, the man's hobby and interests include creating interesting novel stories.

At this moment, Lingxi was holding a novel called "I Really Didn't Want to Be Reborn." Just now, she had finished reading the book, but the ending brought her not spiritual satisfaction, but emptiness.

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