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

Ange cursed, and a golden light flashed in her palm, revealing a small horn in her hand.

When he saw the horn, Diendra's eyes widened suddenly.

Her intuition told her that this thing could very well be the death of her!

However, by the time she tried to run, it was too late.

A golden light flashed, and Ange's figure appeared in front of Diendra.

Ange grabbed one of the squid's eyes and ripped it off.

Before Diendra could even let out a scream, the small, exquisite horn had already been shoved into its eye socket, where it had lost its eye.

"Then, enjoy the dirge that the angels are playing for you."

hum-

"No!!!!!"

Deendra's screams could stop the horns from sounding.

Invisible energy erupted from Diendra's body, causing his already enormous body to swell like an inflating balloon, filling the empty underground chamber.

Despite this, its body continued to swell, as if it would be blasted into ashes by the energy that was recklessly reloading within it at any moment.

But at this moment, Diendra suddenly calmed down.

It stopped screaming and instead stared intently at Ange with the human face on its squid head.

Suddenly, it let out a series of eerie laughs:

I remembered you...

The cursed saintess...

Hahaha! I remembered you! You poor, pathetic creature, favored by the gods, are bound to chaos.

You are destined to be swallowed by endless darkness, fall into the other side of this world, and face the truth of this world in accordance with the will of the gods!

You—will eventually become—our companion—Ange Saint Mississippi.

Ange narrowed her eyes and grabbed Deindra's face. "You know who I am?"

But Deendra seemed not to hear Ange's questioning, only laughing maniacally and repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Deendra has gone mad; you can't get anything out of him.

Seeing that Deendra's body was on the verge of exploding, Ange could only give up asking questions with a gloomy face.

She stared at Diendra's crazed face, a wave of disgust washing over her. "You are an evil monster, unworthy of the appearance of a living being. Let you taste the feelings of those you have harmed."

Anjie's fingers pierced the edge of the face and pulled hard.

With a soft thud, Deendra's face was ripped off by Ange and finally burned to ashes by the holy light in her hand.

Anjie's gaze fell on a jar lying on the ground. After quickly hugging the jar to her chest, she ran and threw it out of the secret room.

When Ange rushed out of the attic, all the noble ladies in the courtyard had already left.

This relieved Anjie.

The next second, the courtyard ground roared loudly, cracks appeared in the ground, and the earth began to collapse. In almost an instant, the originally exquisite little attic courtyard had become a huge pit.

Looking at the bottomless pit, Anjie's lips twitched.

Ange: "System, I remember now. This Diendra... isn't it also an Outer God?"

Hmm~

Deendra, also known as "The Perfector".

According to Earth's story, He intended to invade Earth, but was discovered by Cthulhu and promptly killed. What kind of being could be killed by an old octopus with a weak ship? I don't need to elaborate, right?

Anjie: "..."

Despite being somewhat disgraced by the Outer Gods, Diendra's physical strength was still considerable. The horn, powerful enough to level the entire city of Rum, exploded within Diendra's body, yet only affected a small courtyard.

As Anjie was feeling sentimental, a soft body quietly pressed against her back, long purple hair being blown by the wind and gently brushing against her cheek.

Two slender arms passed over Anjie's shoulders, crossed in front of her, and gently embraced her from behind.

"My holy lady, have you remembered anything?"

Section 37 Chapter 36 The Controversy over the Holy Church in the Royal Capital

Anjie swallowed hard, but the soft, delicate body behind her made her afraid to move an inch.

Seemingly sensing Ange's discomfort, Naya chuckled softly, gently kissed Ange's cheek, and then nuzzled Ange's neck like a kitten, "Don't be so nervous, it will make me very sad."

Anjie instinctively tugged at the hem of her skirt to cover her legs, and gave a dry laugh, "Then let me go first..."

"Sigh~ I just can't do anything with you."

Naya gently released her arms from Anjie's, walked slowly to Anjie, gracefully gathered the hem of her skirt, squatted down, and smiled as she looked at Anjie.

The soft glow of the setting sun bathed Naya, as if draping this exquisitely beautiful girl in a golden veil. Her mysterious purple eyes reflected the crimson sky, the bustling streets, the golden sunset, and...

Anjie's face.

Anyone stared at like that would have their hardest heart melt.

Anjie subconsciously looked away and coughed lightly. "What did you mean by your question just now?"

The attempt to change the subject was clumsy.

Naya noticed Angie's reddened earlobes, and after chuckling softly, she still didn't want to embarrass Angie too much, "It means exactly what it says. Did it remind you of anything from the past?"

Ange shook her head. "No. And... what exactly did Diendra mean by his last words?"

The cursed saintess...

Favored by the gods, bound to chaos...

Follow the will of the gods and confront the truth of this world...

Anjie frowned, racking her brains but still couldn't come up with any ideas.

Who exactly was the original owner of this body—the true Saintess Ange? Why was she described in this way by an Outer God...?

Naya smiled slightly, gently cupped Ange's cheeks, and made her look at him. "Since you can't remember, then forget it."

I can wait...

"The day you remember me..."

Anjie: ...

I'm not really Saint Ange, you could kill me and I still wouldn't remember!

Of course, Anjie could only keep this rant to herself.

Nyar smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed Ange's eye. After a long while, he slowly raised his head. In the light of the setting sun, Nyar's body gradually became transparent and illusory.

"Then, I look forward to seeing you again next time, and I hope you will bring me even more joy and surprises."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naya's figure disappeared again.

Anjie stood there stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

[Ding—Side quest completed: The Perfect One Behind the Curtain]

[Reward received: 1 Orange Lottery Ticket]

[Congratulations, host, on completing this mission earned in exchange for your virginity (laughs)]

Anjie: ...

Although I really want to refute it, it also seems to be the truth...

"Phew... Let's get out of here first. With such a commotion, someone's probably coming soon. Besides..." Ange glanced at the jar she was holding, took a deep breath, and her eyes hardened.

...

"I'm back!"

Ange pushed open the church door and saw Novia wearing an apron, sweeping the church floor, looking every bit the virtuous wife and loving mother.

Upon seeing Ange, Novia instinctively smiled and asked, "Welcome back. Was everything alright?"

Ange nodded, then shook her head. "Where is Chief Judge Joan?"

Novia pointed in the direction of the room, "Playing with Lena."

Even though they say they don't care about the children, they're actually still very soft-hearted.

Anjie muttered a complaint to herself and ran towards her room.

...

"Sister Joan, what is this?" Lena waved the round badge in her hand, her silver eyes sparkling as she looked at Joan.

Joan lay on her side on the bed and said with a smile, "This is just a little accessory. Wear it and don't take it off casually."

Lena nodded, seemingly understanding.

Fortunately, the little badge was shiny and looked pretty, and she liked it very much.

Just then, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Anjie stared at Qiong, panting, "Judge Qiong!"

As soon as Lena saw Angela, a smile instantly bloomed on her delicate face. She ran and jumped into Angela's arms, nuzzling against her sweetly. "Mommy Angela, you're finally back! Lena missed you!"

Ange rubbed Lena's head. "Little Lena, be good. I need to talk to Chief Judge Joan about something. Why don't you go out and play with Sister Novia first?"

Lena was very obedient and replied in a childish voice, "Okay."

After shooing Lena away, Ange approached Joan and pushed the jar in her hand in front of her. "Judge Joan, do you know healing magic?"

Joan smirked. "Do you think every follower of the Church of Light is like you? Although I'm in charge of the law, I still know a few forbidden-level healing spells. So, what is it?"

Ange took a deep breath. "It's like this..."

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