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

Section 45, Chapter 44: Sticking Together!

"Could you change my hair color?" Novia continued to ask, her voice soft and gentle, as if to avoid disturbing the sleeping Lena.

Anjie sat up in bed, thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Although she desperately wanted to ask Novia why she did it, she couldn't bring herself to ask.

After all, he hadn't even revealed his identity to her, so what right did he have to pry into her background?

The hair dye was made by Anjie using the juice of a herb she found in the forest. Although the effect was short-lived, the color was very natural and wouldn't be easily recognizable as dyed.

While Ange was getting her hair dyed, Novia also observed Ange's focused expression through the mirror in front of her.

Normally, Novia would be very happy to have such an opportunity to stare at Ange for a long time.

But the impending arrival of the royal guards weighed heavily on her mind, making it hard for her to breathe.

She coughed lightly and took the initiative to start the conversation, "How are your preparations going? I heard from Chief Judge Joan that the group that wants to arrest you might arrive in the next day or two."

Anjie paused, her voice heavy, "To be honest, although I've done a lot of preparation, I'm still not very confident..."

Given how well Chief Referee Emil knew her, Ange had no confidence that she wouldn't expose herself.

As for methods like faking death, they are merely minor tricks at best, and Ange herself understands that these methods are not decisive at all.

But all of this came too hastily, and given the limitations of the mission, Ange believed she had used every possible means.

Ange's somber tone also affected Novia.

Novia tried her best to keep a calm tone and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, everything will be alright... Well, Ange is so kind and devout, even the Goddess of Light would bless you, right?"

Anjie's lips twitched.

No, if there really is a goddess of light, she would definitely be the first one to want to kill me...

Of course, Anjie couldn't say these words out loud; she could only silently complain in her heart.

But when Ange looked in the mirror, she saw Novia's firm yet gentle gaze as she looked at herself.

She... was worried about me... What a good girl...

But... if this plan fails, I might have to part ways with this girl forever...

The cool moonlight shone through the church windows, casting a silvery glow on Novia's fiery red eyes.

Under that tender gaze, Anjie felt her heart skip a beat.

“Ange?” Novia blinked, puzzled as to why Angela had suddenly froze.

Ange snapped out of her daze, looked at the innocent-looking Novia, and gave a bitter smile. "It's nothing, I was just lost in thought. Hmm, it's dyed."

Novia stood up, gazing at her reflection in the mirror with her jet-black hair, her eyes momentarily glazed over.

if...

How wonderful it would be if my hair color weren't the fiery crimson that symbolizes royal power, but rather a simple, jet-black like this...

In this way, perhaps, maybe...

Novia turned around and looked at Ange, who was smiling at her.

“...Angie.” Novia licked her lips and called softly.

"Hmm?" Ange blinked and looked up at Novia.

wow-

The small dish containing dye crashed to the ground.

Anjie stared wide-eyed at the fiery red eyes so close to hers.

The soft, moist sensation on her lips momentarily shut down Anjie's brain.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The watery color shimmered with a hazy light between her lips.

"Novia, you..."

"Shh-"

Novia reached out and pressed her finger to Ange's lips, her fiery red eyes filled with emotions Ange couldn't understand.

"I'm sorry," she apologized softly, seemingly realizing she had crossed the line, and turned to run away.

But Anjie grabbed her arm.

Novia was taken aback and looked at Ange in disbelief, only to be met with Ange's sweet smile. "Isn't it a bit too cunning to come only once?"

Ange's words made Novia's eyes widen little by little.

In fact, Ange was worried about the arrival of Chief Justice Emil, fearing that she would return to that theocratic church full of rules and regulations.

But wasn't Novia also afraid?

The royal guards... Novia had no chance of fooling these elite royals. If the guards discovered her, how could she possibly escape?

This feeling of fear and anxiety was completely ignited when he saw Anjie's gentle gaze.

Even if you hate me...

Even if you stay away from me...

I don't want to give up what may be the last chance.

Novia was even prepared to be pushed away by Ange, then dragged back to the palace by the royal guards, and to accept her tragic fate.

Fortunately, the girl in the nun's habit did not push him away; instead, she unexpectedly launched a direct attack at him.

Novia rubbed her slightly reddened eyes. "How can I forget you like this..."

"Okay, then don't forget."

...

As the first rays of sunlight pierced the sky and fell upon the clock tower of the town of Isa, the town welcomed its first guest of the day.

Emil entered the town of Aisa, looking around at the somewhat dilapidated buildings. He parted his cherry-pink lips slightly and exhaled a puff of white breath. "Phew, we've finally arrived. This is Aisa Town, huh? It's indeed a bit backward."

Clark followed closely behind Emil. After Emil finished speaking, Clark wiped the sweat from his brow.

When it comes to the prosperity of villages and towns, it's inextricably linked to royal power. Fortunately, Clark knew that Emil meant no harm and was simply stating a fact, but if the current king heard it, it might carry an additional layer of meaning.

“Let’s go to the mayor and ask him for information. It’s much better than us running around like headless chickens,” Clark suggested.

Emil thought about it for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

Because of Ange's reminder, the mayor has barely rested these past few days, waiting for the "bad guys" who want to kidnap Sister Ange to show up.

knock knock --

Just as he put down a report, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

Mayor Luke took off his glasses and slowly opened the office door.

But when he looked around, he found no one behind the door. Just as he thought it was another prank by one of the kids, an angry voice came from below: "Look down! Are you looking down on short people?!"

Mayor Luke was taken aback, only then realizing that there was a "little loli" standing in front of him who was up to his stomach.

The little girl is so cute, with chubby cheeks that are white and soft, making you want to grab her and bite her several times.

"Little girl, is there anything I can help you with?" Mayor Luke kindly squatted down so that he could look the "little girl" in the eye, and then asked in a coaxing tone.

To everyone's surprise, the little girl in front of her got even angrier. "Don't talk to me like that! I'm more than qualified to be your mother!"

Mayor Luke: "???"

P.S.: I'll show you the post, and you guys can vote for me. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?

Chapter 45, Section 46: I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of...

Clark arrived late, while Mayor Luke was still completely bewildered.

Upon seeing Emil's furious outburst, Clark couldn't help but laugh, but the next second he received what Emil considered to be the fiercest glare.

“Ahem, you must be the mayor of Aisa Town. I’m sorry, this child has been a bit naughty and offended you.” Clark stepped forward, taking advantage of Emil’s politeness in addressing him.

Mayor Luke was taken aback.

As the town mayor, he naturally knew everyone in the town, after all, Aisa Town was not big and the population was not large.

But he didn't recognize the man or the little girl in front of him at all.

After recalling what Ange had discussed with him recently, Luke's gaze towards Clark became much colder and more dismissive. "You're not from this small town, are you? Is there something you need?"

Clark smiled slightly and gave an elegant bow. "This child and I are here on someone's behalf to find a lost girl. Hmm, her name is Ange. Have you heard of her?"

really...

Mayor Luke thought to himself, but on the surface he maintained a serious expression. "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this person."

Furthermore, if you're looking for someone, I suggest you try your luck in nearby Rum City. It's better to try your luck in Rum City than to search in our remote little mountain village.”

It would be best if you ran into the Rum City guards and had the two of you arrested for trying to harm Sister Ange!

Mayor Luke didn't say the last sentence aloud; he just silently repeated it in his mind.

However, Emil immediately saw through Luke's lie.

Emil frowned. "The gods are watching your every word and deed. Don't try to deceive me. Tell me, where is Ange?!"

Luke was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened. "Believe it or not. Look around in town, is there a single living person named Ange?!"

"You!" Emil was about to explode in anger when Clark stopped him.

Klek smiled and stepped forward, deftly pulling two gold bars from his pocket and placing them into Luke's hands. "Well, as the mayor of Aisa Town, you must be incredibly busy. Being tormented by these heavy workloads every day, it's no wonder you're a bit irritable."

"You can use these to nourish your body, or even take a couple of days off. After all, if a town mayor as considerate and hardworking as you falls ill from overwork, it might be a loss for the entire empire."