Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

At this moment, she was idly surveying the scenery of Orario.

During this period, chaotic and sinful souls filled the entire field of vision, and even the few dazzling glimmers of light were always someone else's children.

Freya sighed as she watched the righteous figures active in the city: "Sigh... if they weren't children of the Astrea family, I really would have snatched them away."

The goddess rested her chin on her hand, sighing softly...

Just then, a bright, dazzling light flashed in the blind spot of my vision.

"What is that?!" Freya's breath caught in her throat.

That was the dazzling light of a hero, too bright to look at directly; that was a soul that had been refined and matured, ancient yet magnificent!

"When did these kinds of children suddenly appear in Orario?"

She turned her head, her gaze falling on the west city wall. From such a distance, Freya could only make out the fleeting, dazzling glint of the gun.

The spear pierced Freya's heart like a shooting star.

"I want it so badly! I want it so badly! Is that my 'Ode'?" She clenched her fists excitedly, calling out Helen's name frantically in her heart.

For a long time, my thoughts remained unanswered, as if they had sunk into the sea.

She suddenly realized that half of her body was sick.

"Damn it, why now of all times?!" Freya bit her thumb, the pain not only failing to overshadow her desire, but actually intensifying it.

The next moment, she was stunned.

That favor, that position... is it my child? Who is fighting against them?

"No, that's not right. The clansmen have all gone to prepare for the 'Expedition,' they should already be inside the dungeon!"

"Aa ...

Freya was on the verge of madness, and now, without any guards by her side, leaving the Tower of Babel would be tantamount to suicide. She wasn't so insane as to say, "I'd rather return to the heavens just to see your beautiful face."

To relieve her frustration, Freya violently smashed the decorations inside the shrine.

Outside the giant tower, an owl tilted its head, its eyes narrowing as it locked onto the west...

"Gu~?"

……

Nighttime, [the bountiful mistress]

Ciel clasped his hands together and said, "That's how it is. Please, lend me Anya for a week. In exchange, Cassan-chan can take over her work!"

"Please, meow!" Anya pleaded, just as desperately.

"Huh?" Cassandra, who skillfully served the dishes, had teary eyes.

This isn't the scene from my dream... Ugh... Oh no, the world is doomed... Oh no, the world!

Faced with this situation, Mia remained expressionless, silently gazing into Anya's eyes for a long time before sighing.

"Silly daughter, she's already made this request. It's only for a week, it won't affect the shop, how can I refuse?"

"Really, meow!" Anya jumped up, hugged Mia's big belly, and rubbed her head against it: "Mia's mom, darling Suki!"

"Alright, alright, time to get the cat in the pot. If you have nothing else to do, get out of here and stop causing trouble!"

Mia disdainfully tossed Anya out of the shop and yelled, "Kashan-chan, the food for table number four is ready! Hurry up!"

"Eee-hi!"

Is there a bug in Chapter 75?

With Mia's mother's permission, Charles didn't rush to leave. He stayed to help out for a while, serving tea and washing dishes. Only after the tavern's busiest time had passed did he leave with a dejected Cassandra.

Back at the church, there was no sign of Cárd returning nearby, so he probably went to see Erebus and wouldn't be back for a while.

"This is our base."

Charles pushed open the basement partition, lit the magic stone lamp, and a faint light flickered in the dim light.

"Boss, watch out!" Anya bristled, standing in front of Ciel and breathing on the bathtub.

Ciel ruffled the catgirl's hair: "That's my pet."

Inside the bathtub, Mali poked half her head out, looking timidly at the two unfamiliar women.

"Let me introduce you. This is Marie. Over there are my 'Bishop' and 'Chariot'."

"Pig's feet? Glug glug?" Marie muttered, tilting her head.

“She spoke…” Cassandra hid behind Lily.

Anya stepped forward with great interest and met Marie's gaze: "Mermaid... are you also one of the boss's subordinates?"

Lily gave a deadpan look: "It could also be emergency food..."

Anya wagged her tail: "Hey, aren't mermaids great singers?"

"Sing! Mali, sing... I love it!" Mali clapped her hands, her fishtail swaying in the bucket, splashing water.

"Can you sing? Can you sing?"

Marie squinted, clasped her hands together, tilted her head back, and sang softly.

The rhythm of "Overture to the Dead" emanates from the mermaid's throat, fully integrated into the sound card's effects. The stirring and tragic melody echoes in the quiet basement.

"Boss, I want to learn this too!"

Anya's eyes lit up, and she imitated her, taking a deep breath...

Charles's expression changed drastically. "Block them! Plug them! Quickly!"

Before the others could react...

"Meowa ...

The piercing ultrasonic waves instantly covered the entire old city area, and countless windows near the church lit up with warm lights, accompanied by a chorus of curses.

For a moment, the sounds of shattering bottles and barking dogs filled the air.

Russian qing.

"How wonderful, Anya's singing~~~"

Inside the basement, the Ciel members stared blankly at Anya, who had just finished her performance, their faces a mess of confusion...

"I think I understand Nobita's feelings now."

"kill me……"

"Ugh... the end of the world?"

Only Marie stood by, clapping vigorously while flashing a radiant smile that seemed to melt away the harsh winter.

"Chariot...Strongod One!"

Ah, what a good child...

Anya hugged Marie back: "Even though you're a monster cat, as long as you like my singing, you're my good friend cat!"

Charles said with a serious face, "Anya, cats and fish can't have a pure friendship. Wipe your drool."

Anya was furious, then wiped her mouth before realizing that such a thing didn't exist: "Boss is lying, meow! Cat and Marie are already best friends, meow!"

"But aren't you supposed to be learning marksmanship from Lily? Do you have time to play with Mary?"

"Whoa!" Anya's pupils dilated.

Ciel sighed: "Kasan-chan..."

“Eek—” Cassandra suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Please take some time to look after Marie when you're not working. I'm begging you, it's all for world peace." Charles patted the girl's shoulder heavily.

"Yes, boss!" Cassandra shouted, mimicking Anya's tone.

Taking care of monsters... becoming a maid... at least, at least it's easier than going to a brothel, right?

……

He instructed Anya to escort Cassandra to purchase bedding and a bed, and to buy some other necessities as well.

Charles then led Lily to the bedside and sat down, gently patting the blankets.

"Come on, lie down and take off your clothes."

"Is it really that direct?" Lily stood on the edge of the bed, swaying her body shyly. "Um... I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"What are you thinking? I'm not interested in children. Just do as I say."

"Oh~"

Lily lay obediently on the bed, taking off her cloak so her back wasn't exposed.

After a moment's thought, Charles gently pricked his finger with a knife and dripped his blood onto Lily's smooth back. He was testing the power of "divine script" combined with "divine artifact".

The essence of grace is a catalyst. It uses "divine blood" as a medium to stimulate the potential of the familiars through "sacred script," and they become stronger by gaining "experience points" by defeating monsters.

Theoretically, Sharl possesses both the "divine blood" and "divine script" mentioned in these conditions. As for the divine blood that acts as a shackle, Sharl also has Soma's blood within him, and under the "dual destiny," this characteristic might also be reflected in his body.

"Hopefully, we can fool the 'system'."

Grace is an inanimate object, and the Renewal Medicine uses a mixture of different divine blood to deceive Grace, and this process does not require the participation of the gods.

In other words, if Ciel has met most of the requirements, he can also do something similar.

"rub--"

Azure ripples unfolded before my eyes, followed by a panel of blessings written in black sacred script.

"It works!" Charles narrowed his eyes.

He had previously suspected that since the magic of transforming into a god could even imitate divine power, could the physical body of a god, the "divine artifact," also replace divine blood and activate or renew blessings?

Ciel didn't know if his sister had this ability.