You think you're worthy of saving the world?

"Are you Miss Stella?"

Amelio's tone was gentle, but Stella's was the complete opposite, her tone aggressive: "I am, so what?"

Upon hearing this, the girls immediately took action.

They tacitly surrounded their target, with the two female knights wrapping their arms around Stella's arms, one on each side.

"Please come with us."

The silver-haired girl's eyes widened.

She struggled desperately while shouting, "I'm here to work for the Vatican, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing this, Ruby spoke up to Stella and announced.

"We suspect you are involved in a kidnapping case involving the Holy Son."

Stella deliberately drew out her "Huh?", unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

"We have charged you with seventeen counts, including attempted kidnapping, attempted assault, attempted murder, attempted desecration of a divine oracle, and attempted contempt of a goddess. Please come with us."

"???"

The silver-haired girl's brain went blank for a second.

She suppressed her inexplicable feelings and asked in return.

"You just mentioned the Holy Son? Are you referring to that Holy Son?"

"Eulifus Falción, what a cool name, isn't he? He's even more handsome in person."

"He was kidnapped? I did it?"

"Yes, that's really going too far."

"I never did it!!"

“Every prisoner says that.”

"...Tsk!"

The silver-haired girl asked excitedly, "When did this happen? I subscribe to the newspaper every day, how come I didn't know?"

"It's normal that you don't know."

Safia tilted her head and thought for a moment, then explained, "This should happen a year from now."

Stella: ? ? ?

011 Hurry up and thank the Holy Son!

"what???"

Stella's lips twitched; she was so angry she almost laughed.

think about it.

You're enjoying hot pot and singing at home when suddenly a group of aristocratic young men burst into your house and tell you that you must be tried for the crimes you committed a year from now.

What the hell are you talking about?

Listen to yourself, is that even human language?

Stella has been well-behaved in the Papacy for the past six months, and even helps nobles who are not at home to clean up their unused items on weekends.

If the Vatican were to select a model citizen of the year, its own name would definitely be included!

These pampered young ladies, are they really planning to accuse me of multiple crimes (a year from now)?

Looking at the female knights again, their eyes blazed with a fanatical fire, an unwavering conviction that they were on the right path.

Stella, barely containing her anger, asked in a low voice, "You say I kidnapped the Holy Son, where's the evidence? Is it the grand ceremony of the church choir? You can't just rely on astrology..."

"The evidence is Lord Euryphus's dream. The goddess revealed your crimes to the Holy Son in her dream."

"Varied……"

“The evidence is conclusive,” Ruby added.

Stella was dumbfounded and completely stunned.

This was the first time she had ever heard of using dreams as evidence in a crime.

Is the Tenri Church a cult?

Are all these rich young ladies crazy?

No, it's their leader who's gone mad, that little oracle brat named Euryphus!

She gritted her teeth, wishing she could burn all of them to the ground.

But stay calm, stay calm.

Attacking a nobleman is a serious crime, but I have no criminal record whatsoever, and am a future model citizen of the Papacy...

"Lord Euryphus is waiting for you. He has something he wants to ask you in person. Please give up your resistance."

Ruby urged her again and made way for her.

"..."

The silver-haired girl narrowed her eyes, her brain working at high speed.

Of course, she couldn't just obediently go with them; who knew what kind of treatment she would receive after being taken away?

There are ten of them on the other side; forcing our way through is not an option.

Even for a group of pampered young ladies, it would be too difficult to get past ten knights at this distance, let alone two or three of them who looked quite strong.

Stella quickly concluded: Good thing I haven't paid my rent this month yet.

When it comes to escape skills, Stella believes she can't lose to anyone.

Even if she were chased by a hundred temple knights, she was confident she could escape unscathed, let alone these few apprentice knights who hadn't even grown their hair yet.

Thinking this, Stella secretly glanced at a corner of the humble room, at the location of the fireplace.

I deliberately paid almost double the rent to choose this room with a fireplace just for this moment!

You bunch of idiotic noblewomen! Just open your eyes and watch me disappear right in front of you!

Haha! You didn't expect this, did you? This is my escape route!

"—Sizzle."

"Hey?"

Stella's eyes widened.

She saw the black-haired knight fill a basin with water from the sink and pour it onto the pile of firewood in the fireplace.

"What...what are you doing?!"

Amelod turned his face and gave a shy smile.

"Lord Yuri said that the goddess told you in a dream that you might be able to escape from the fireplace using some kind of strange magic, so..."

"Hehe, as expected of the goddess, your preparations were thorough and flawless; it truly inspires awe."

Stella clenched her fists, and she heard the cracking sound of her teeth chattering.

"...Take me to see your master."

……

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……

Euryphus, dressed casually, sat on a bench near Prosperity Square.

Compared to the beautiful and solemn Gospel Square in the Upper Town, Prosperity Square, located on the edge of the Lower Town, can only be described as dilapidated.

The road surface is full of potholes, the sculptures are in disrepair, and the fountain hasn't produced any water for several years.

However, on the other hand, although the area is remote, it is densely populated and has many vendors.

Everywhere you look, you see couples arguing, street performers, drunken homeless people, artists sketching in the street, little girls selling flowers, and large numbers of free-roaming gray pigeons.

The afternoon sun shines equally on everyone in the square, creating a bustling yet vibrant scene of a working-class neighborhood.

It was precisely because it was lively enough that Yuri chose this place to meet Stella.

"I specifically instructed them on a simplified method to counter the fifth-tier spell 'Spatial Jump'... They shouldn't be able to escape, right?"

After exchanging pleasant conversations with the pigeons for about ten minutes, Yuri spotted a group of girls in pure white knight uniforms with gold trim in the distance.

"You guys are so conspicuous, can't you wear casual clothes... Oh, caught."

Yuri muttered something, then turned his gaze to the guy surrounded by the female knights.

He had short, neat silver hair, impeccably delicate features, and a pair of sharp, cold golden eyes.

She's an almost perfect beauty in terms of appearance alone. If there's one flaw, it's probably her sickly pale skin.

The black outfit stood out against the lily cross, with a fitted top and a short pencil skirt that accentuated her slender figure, while her curves were anything but lacking in any way.

She looked around warily while crossing her arms, making her already impressive breasts appear like ripe fruit, exuding a heavy presence.

"Hmph, this frail brat is the legendary Child of Prophecy?"

Stella looked down at the boy on the bench, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"The prophecy from back then must have been wrong, right? Hey, get your work done, Lord 'Sacred Tree'."

"Insolent fool!"

Several girls angrily surrounded Stella, but Yuri stopped them by raising her hand.

"Thank you everyone, you've all worked hard today. Please go back now, I'd like to speak with Miss Stella alone."

“Lord Yuri!” Amelod frowned nervously.

Safia stared at the back of the silver-haired girl's head and said firmly, "No, we have to stay and keep an eye on her."

"That's right, this girl is the vicious criminal who will kidnap Yuri a year from now, how can you let her be alone with you!"

Stella scoffed when Ruby said that.