I, the Holy Maiden of Light, tear apart the Outer Gods.

Anjie was taken aback.

Joan's voice suddenly came from behind them: "It might be a side effect of that evil machine, and you just happened to be the first person to turn it on, so she remembered your scent while she was asleep and naturally regarded you as her mother."

These words left Anjie speechless.

After a long while, he still didn't utter a single word.

Joan raised an eyebrow. "What? Worried you can't fulfill the responsibilities of a 'mother'?"

However, Anjie gently shook her head, "No, I'm just feeling sad for her father."

He sacrificed so much for his daughter, but he never saw her again before he died, and even after she woke up, she completely forgot about him...

Rest assured, I will not forgive his sins because of this.

Wrong is wrong, and this is his retribution.

Anjie took a deep breath, shaking off the jumbled thoughts in her mind. "In that case, she shouldn't mention her biological father in front of him."

"Row."

Section 31, Chapter 30: Dame!

After playing with Lena for a while, a tired Angela went back to her room to rest early.

"System, do you feel like my breasts have gotten bigger?!" Ange asked proudly as she looked at her body in the mirror.

Why don't you suspect that the explosions from the divine creation technique have caused your chest to swell up from too many explosions?

“...I knew you wouldn’t say anything nice,” Ange rolled her eyes.

Just as Anjie was about to go to bed, a seductive voice suddenly came from the corner of the room.

"Compared to the last time we met, it's definitely better. Hmm, looks like it's growing well."

Upon hearing the voice, Anjie froze for a moment, then darted to the corner like a startled rabbit, staring intently at the purple-haired girl sitting on the bed.

The purple-haired girl let out a string of silvery laughter, "Hehe~ Did you miss me?"

Anjie forced a smile. "I'm sorry, no. In fact, it would be better if I didn't see you at all."

The purple-haired girl who suddenly appeared was none other than Nyarlathotep, who had disappeared earlier.

Naya didn't mind Ange's cold words. Instead, she looked at the girl meaningfully and said, "A pet that doesn't want to be its master is naughty. And a naughty pet... will be punished."

...

"Waaah, System, I'm not clean anymore." In the early morning, Anjie opened her eyes wearily, looked at the empty room, and cried out to the system in a low voice.

Don't say such ambiguous things; they didn't actually do anything to you.

knock knock --

A rhythmic knocking sounded, followed by Novia's voice, "Angie, it's time for morning class. Chief Judge Joan is urging you."

Ange could only get out of bed, quickly put on her nun's habit, and open the door. "Novia, good morning..."

Hearing Ange's listless greeting, Novia blinked her big eyes and asked with concern, "Was yesterday's training too tiring? Hmm... how about asking Chief Referee Joan for leave and getting some rest today?"

Anjie forced a smile: "No, it's nothing. I just have some insomnia."

Just as the system said, Nyarlathotep didn't do anything too outrageous to me last night...

But they still did something "excessive".

And did quite a lot...

Although Ange was a little angry, after thinking about Naya's delicate and cute appearance, she felt that she had not only not lost out, but had actually gained a lot...

Moreover, the night of "enjoyment" was not entirely fruitless.

Anjie's gaze fell on the system's screen:

Side Quest: The Perfect One Behind the Curtain

[Content: Taking on the responsibilities of a saint, she uses her own strength to unveil the terrifying veil that shrouds the city of Gam.]

[Completion Reward: 1 Orange Lottery Ticket]

[Failure Penalty: Randomly remove five skills]

"I'll go make you some nourishing soup. The divine arts taught by Chief Judge Joan are very powerful, you know. Don't worry if you can't learn them all at once, just take your time." Novia thought that Angela was anxious because she hadn't learned the [Divine Creation Art].

He quickly offered words of comfort.

Seeing Novia looking at her with a worried expression, Ange felt a surge of guilt.

It's like... the guilt of a minotaur bringing another woman home in front of his wife...

"Phew...please. But I probably won't be able to enjoy it today. I'm going to the nearby city of Rum later to buy some necessities for the church. After all, Isa is a small place, and many things are not readily available." Ange changed the subject.

Novia asked, "Do you need me to come with you?"

Fortunately, Ange had already thought of her words and said with a smile, "No need. Please stay and look after Lena. After all, Lena still needs someone to take care of her. If you go too, she will definitely insist on coming with us. I'm going to buy things, and it's inconvenient to take her with me."

Novia naturally couldn't refuse this reason.

Moreover, Lena has just woken up and is very attached to me and Ange, so one of them really needs to stay and take care of her.

"I'll go talk to Judge Joan about this first." Ange smiled and waved before walking towards the church.

As soon as Ange entered the church, she saw Joan kneeling under the statue of the goddess, chewing on a piece of bread while reciting a prayer incompletely.

"Judge Joan, I need to go to the main city of Rum to buy some necessities for the church. But the church can't be left unattended; if townspeople come seeking help, it will be troublesome if I'm not there. Novia doesn't know the nuns' rules, so I can only ask Judge Joan to watch over the church for me."

Ange pressed herself against Qiong, rubbing her fluffy head against Qiong's chin.

Qiong couldn't stand Anjie's coquettishness the most, but she still snorted coldly, "Don't try to fool me with this excuse of buying things. Your little tricks might fool others, but they won't work on me."

"I promise, I'll definitely come back safely! Um, I swear... I swear... I swear to Jesus, I won't cause any trouble," Ange quickly said.

Joan's face darkened instantly. She grabbed Ange's cheek and rubbed it hard. "You are a saint of the Church of Light. Don't swear to any strange gods!"

"Phew... Fine, just make sure you're safe." In the end, Joan gave in to Ange's coquettish charm and reluctantly agreed to her request. "Don't try to fight back if you encounter danger. If you encounter something you can't beat, run away and come back to tell me. I'll go and beat it back for you."

"Yes, yes, Chief Judge Joan is the best."

...

Rum City is the main city located in the southernmost part of the Empire, while the town of Aisha is an attached town of Rum City.

Last night, Nyarlathotep suddenly left Ange a message, causing the system to issue a new side quest:

"It seems you've completely forgotten our past... Heh, go to Rum City and see if the 'mirrors' there can help you regain some memories."

On the way to Rum City, Ange kicked a pebble by the roadside. "System, what did Nyarlathotep mean by saying that to me? Did she realize I'm not the original owner of this body?"

Don't worry, no one can guess your identity.

Anjie breathed a sigh of relief at the system's unusually serious tone.

But new problems followed—

What exactly happened in the past between the original Saintess Ange and Naya?

P.S.: The unedited version can be found in the group album.

P.S.: Book recommendation: "I, the Silver Dragon Princess, Am Really Not a Demon God"

Section 32, Chapter 31: The Salon of the Perfectionists

"The mission description is so vague... What does it mean to shoulder the responsibilities of a saintess? Is there anyone more like a saintess than me?" Ange muttered to herself.

Of course, this statement only elicited a cold laugh from the system.

As Ange pondered the details of her mission, she finally arrived at the city gate of Rum City, only to be shocked by the sight before her.

Dozens of luxurious and beautiful carriages lined up in a long queue at the city gate.

The queue wasn't just for horse-drawn carriages; there were also several beautiful young women.

Moreover, judging from the curtains that were being lifted from time to time, all those sitting inside were, without exception, elegantly dressed and beautiful noble ladies.

Anjie was somewhat surprised.

After thinking for a moment, Anjie joined the queue to enter the city and gently patted the shoulder of the girl in front of her. "Beautiful lady, may I bother you for a moment?"

The girl, startled by the interruption, frowned, but upon seeing Ange's sweet smile, she paused, instinctively exclaiming, "So beautiful..."

Anjie smiled slightly, crossed her hands and placed them on her shoulders, "Thank you for your praise. May the Goddess of Light bless you, kind and lovely person."

The girl blushed slightly at Ange's warm smile and quickly returned the greeting, mimicking Ange's gesture. "Is there anything I can do for you, Sister?"

Seeing the girl's reaction, Ange marveled at the power of her professional saintly smile, then pointed to the long line ahead and asked, "Is there some kind of gathering today? Why are so many beautiful young ladies entering the city?"

Upon hearing Anjie's question, the unfamiliar girl paused for a moment, seemingly surprised that Anjie would ask such a question.

But she quickly explained, "I thought you were here to participate in the competition too. Hmm... do you know a lady named Diendra in Rum City?"

Every year at this time, Ms. Diendra would host a salon for women only, inviting beautiful young girls to attend.

After each salon, the most beautiful girl present is chosen and given the title of 'Perfect One'. Whoever receives this title inherits a portion of Lady Diendra's wealth and power, and if lucky, may even be granted special magical abilities.

At first glance, the purpose of these beautiful ladies participating in the salon seems somewhat utilitarian and foolish, but upon closer reflection, it feels somewhat helpless.

The vast majority of those who participated in the salon were noble ladies who possessed only beauty but lacked power, and their ultimate fate would only be to be used for political marriages. At this time, the opportunity to possess wealth, power, and even influence that belonged only to them was presented to them, and they would naturally flock to it.

The few ordinary people who participated in the salon hoped to use the title of 'perfect person' to rise to the top.

Ange didn't really care why these girls participated in the salon; she only cared about one thing: "Just who is this Ms. Diendra?"

The girl shook her head. "We don't know, we've only heard that it's a mysterious nobleman from the capital."

However, we don't care about her identity. Anyway, there's no doubt that every 'perfect person' in the past has indeed gained wealth and power.

As for her purpose in starting the salon... we don't care.

All told, Ange had only been out of the capital for about three months, during which she spent two months on the road avoiding the eyes and ears of the Holy Church in the capital. She had only been in the remote town of Aisa for about a month.