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

Is anyone at the church?

A man's voice came from outside the church.

"Coming, please wait a moment." Anjie sighed and pushed open the door.

The man outside the door was very tall, with slightly disheveled brown-green hair, but his noble status was easily discernible from his luxurious clothes and the jeweled longsword at his waist.

People from the capital... royal guards?

The moment Anjie saw the other person, she made up her mind.

Clark smiled slightly, "I apologize for disturbing you so early, Sister."

Ange gave a formulaic smile. "The church in Aisa Town welcomes all suffering children. It's not an intrusion at all. So, is there anything I can help you with?"

P.S.: I'm still moving dorms today, so I'll only be updating three chapters. (Currently 2 chapters owed)

Section 50, Chapter 48: Training and Disciplining ( )

“My name is Clark. Here’s the thing, my companion and I came to Aisa Town looking for someone. The mayor told us that there’s a kind nun in this church, and we thought you might have some clues, so we came to bother you.” Clark’s words were as cumbersome and verbose as those of the nobles.

Ange placed her hands on her shoulders and smiled slightly. "You can call me Jeanne. It's really no trouble at all. I'm sure the companion you're looking for is very important to you. If there's anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."

Although she disliked the aristocracy's verbose rhetoric, Ange could only show her most gentle side.

And judging from what this royal guard said, Emir should be nearby as well.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief; the nun was much easier to talk to than he had imagined.

Having spent so much time with Chief Justice Emil, Clark had more than once begun to have doubts about the Church of Light.

Fortunately, the gentle and beautiful nun in front of him managed to salvage the image of the Church of Light in Clark's mind.

"Clara, have you finished asking?" A childish voice came from afar, and a little girl slowly walked to the front of the church.

Clark grimaced and retorted in a low voice, "Please pronounce my name correctly. My name is Clark, esteemed Miss Emil..."

"Ah, I know, I know, Lakora." Emil pouted, then turned his gaze to Ange, his brows furrowing slightly.

Noticing the change in Emil's expression, Clark leaned forward and whispered to him what was going on.

Emil didn't hide anything, "I just feel like this nun... is familiar. But strangely... I'm pretty sure I've never seen her before, neither her face nor her aura."

Upon hearing this, Clark's gaze also focused on Ange, scrutinizing her carefully.

Ange's heart skipped a beat when she saw Emil.

Although Ange believed in Nyarlathotep's power, who knew if Chief Judge Emil might also possess some kind of advanced technology from the church...

However, Ange knew she couldn't reveal any flaws.

He gave Emil a bright, friendly smile and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Emil paused for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "It's nothing, I must have been mistaken. By the way, do you know a girl named Ange?"

Ange first feigned a thoughtful expression before slowly shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. But speaking of Ange... the last nun in the church had this name. But just recently, that nun returned to the embrace of the Goddess of Light."

If you're asking about that nun, I'm sorry, but I don't know much. After all, I was only transferred to Aisa Town a few days ago.

When I arrived, Sister Ange had already returned; I hadn't even seen that nun before.

Ange recounted the lies she had told the mayor, and then added, "Well, I hope the person you're looking for isn't the previous nun, otherwise I can only offer my condolences."

While Ange was saying these things, Emil kept a close eye on her expression, afraid of missing any of Ange's micro-expressions.

But Ange's acting was quite good, and she didn't let Emil discover anything until the very end.

"Chief Judge Emil, what should we do now?" Clark leaned closer to Emil and asked again in a low voice.

Emil pondered for a moment, his gaze occasionally sweeping over Ange, before finally speaking to her in a deep voice: "We've already learned about the former nun from the mayor, and it's confirmed that she's not the person we're looking for."

But we're sure the person we're looking for is near the town. If possible, we hope the church can let us stay for a few days, since there aren't any pubs or similar places in town where we can rest.

"Oh, don't worry. We'll pay the rent."

Although Emil was unruly and undisciplined, he still paid attention to his image in front of his followers, especially the nuns.

Even the tone of voice became much gentler and more polite.

Ange smiled slightly, "Of course. But let's waive the rent. As I just said, the church in Isa Town welcomes all suffering children."

In fact, Ange's plan included Emil staying overnight at the church.

After all, the missing person was a saintess of the Church of Light, and there just happened to be a Church of Light in the town where the news came from, so the suspect was naturally the most likely culprit.

Fortunately, Anjie had made preparations well in advance.

She smiled sweetly at Clark and Emil, "If you two are willing, you can come to Mass together every morning during the morning assembly. That's all."

The Goddess of Light is a gentle goddess; she would certainly prefer to see her believers praying devoutly rather than receiving things like gold coins.

"what..."

In Clark's eyes, Ange looked as if she had sprouted a pair of wings, like an angel descending to earth!

Compared to the chief referee beside her, Miss Ange in front of her was the real nun!

Ange's request was perfectly reasonable, and Emil naturally couldn't refuse it.

As they led the two into the church, they unexpectedly bumped into Novia and Nyarlathotep walking towards them.

Novia immediately recognized him as a member of the Clark royal guards.

After all, the other party's strong aristocratic aura was simply too obvious.

"Sister Joan of Arc, it's time to open the church." Novia forced herself to calm down and put on a calm and normal appearance.

Seeing this, Nyarlathotep chimed in, "Yes, yes, Sister Joan of Arc, you should do your best today too!"

Anjie smiled sweetly, but just as she was about to say something, an indescribable feeling came from all over her body.

The strange feeling made Ange's legs go weak, and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she managed to steady herself and only staggered slightly.

As soon as Ange looked up, she saw Naya's mischievous smile.

She felt as if countless tiny tentacles were sprouting from inside the clothes she was wearing, constantly licking her body...

Moreover, certain areas of my body were being specifically targeted by these wriggling tentacles...

Ange went to great lengths to avoid making a sound. Her light blue eyes glared angrily at Naya, but all she received in return was a deeper smile in Naya's eyes.

"Oh dear~ Sister Joan of Arc, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to help you?" Naya approached with concern, took Ange's hand, and blinked her big eyes at Ange.

But secretly, Nyarlathotep kept scratching Ange's palm with her little finger.

These subtle movements and the strange sensations emanating from various parts of her body made Anjie's face grow increasingly red.

As luck would have it, Emil's voice came from behind, "Sister Joan of Arc, what's wrong?"

Ange forced a smile and looked at Emil behind her. "No, ah...no, it's nothing. I'm just a little tired...um, just tired."

Emil blinked.

Miss Joan of Arc had just taken office and certainly had many things to handle. Coupled with that greedy mayor, the nun's exhaustion was understandable.

"Then you should go and rest first. We'll come back to find you tonight. We can go look for the people we're looking for outside the town right now." Emil thought he was being very considerate.

Section 51, Chapter 49: The Scene of a Social Death

Anjie forced a smile. "Okay, okay. I'll clean two rooms for you two now... um~ cough cough, for you two."

Emil nodded, then called Clark and left the church.

Thanks to Ange's disguise and Nyarlathotep's magic, Clark didn't notice anything amiss with Novia, which finally put Novia's mind at ease, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Novia, now relaxed, was in a much better mood and smiled as she looked at Ange, only to see Ange stumbling and running into the room.

And whether it was her imagination or not, Ange's movements seemed a little strange, as if... she was enduring something.

Noticing Naya's meaningful expression beside her, Novia frowned slightly. "Did you do something to Ange?"

Nyar blinked innocently, "I didn't~ Everything I did was done in front of you. And it was all with the consent of both of you."

Hmm, maybe she really isn't feeling well, hehe~

"..."

Although there was nothing wrong with what Nyarlathotep said, Novia still felt something was off. The girl glared at Nyarlathotep fiercely and said, "I'll be keeping an eye on you. Don't even think about trying to pull any tricks."

Despite being pressured like this by the girl, Nyarlathotep wasn't angry; instead, her smile widened even more. "Okay~"

...

Mysterious Altar in the Forest Behind Aisa Town

A cultist placed a circular shard of mirror in the center of the altar. The instant the shard was placed, several magic circles rose up around the altar, and sunlight, passing through these magic circles, finally focused on the central shard of mirror.

"Is the altar set up yet? We've received word that the church and the royal family have arrived in Aisa Town." Another cultist emerged from the shadow of the tree, his voice sharp and unpleasant, like the scraping of metal.

"The altar has been set up. Tonight is the predicted full moon. When the first ray of moonlight passes through the altar and falls on the Moon Mirror, our great Earth Mother will awaken from her slumber."

"Then, hehe... whatever damn judges will have to submit to our great Mother Goddess!" The cultist seemed to have imagined what would happen in the future and laughed maniacally.

"That's good... This is an important mission entrusted to us by the leader of the Tantric sect; we can only succeed, not fail. For the sake of our great Mother Goddess, if necessary, we may even..."

"Don't worry. We'll definitely succeed... Even though we've only summoned an avatar of the Mother Goddess, it's something these worldly forces can't contend with. Hehe..."

"...I hope so."

...

Witches' Gathering

"Are you ready? The royal family and the church have all arrived. If nothing unexpected happens, the Black Goat Cult will also make a move tonight." The Space Witch looked at the Purgatory Witch beside her.

Originally, the Space Witch thought the council chairman would not agree to this somewhat crazy plan.

Because if this plan is exposed, it will be equivalent to creating many enemies for the Witches' Gathering.