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

“To be honest, I won’t blame you.” Pope Jeremiah’s long eyelashes trembled, and her voice sounded somewhat weary.

Anjie paused for a moment, her smile gradually fading, before slowly nodding. "Yes, I do resent you. Why did you get engaged to me without my consent?"

"...I'm doing this for your own good." Pope Jeline rubbed her temples. "I can't tell you the specific reasons. But whatever you do, trust me, I won't harm you..."

"Why should I believe you?" Ange raised an eyebrow, interrupting Pope Jelena, and sneered, "Because of your indifference towards me over the past few years? Because you decided my future without my consent? Or because of this saintly position that I don't care about?"

Pope Jelinek, you are a great pope and a loving servant of God, but you are by no means a qualified elder.

Don't tell me it's for my own good; I only have one question—

Who are you to me? What gives you the right to decide my future?

Ange's words silenced Pope Jelinek.

Jeline looked at Ange with mixed feelings.

"What gives you the right to decide my future?"

This question struck Pope Gerina like a hammer blow.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but when she met Anjie's indifferent gaze, she felt a lump in her throat and ultimately didn't utter a single word.

Ange stared at Jelina for a while, then slowly looked away. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things."

Don't worry, I will attend the royal reception and meet the prince. But I'm doing this for Lena and the entire church, not for any of your 'good intentions'.”

"Anjie, I..."

"Your Holiness, it's getting late, I should rest. I have to attend a royal reception tomorrow."

“…” Pope Gerina sighed. “Alright.”

...

Looking at the closed door, Anjie closed her eyes sadly and gently rubbed her temples.

She didn't think she had said anything too harsh.

Whether in her past life or now, what she hates most are these self-righteous elders who think they are "doing what's best for you," who are domineering, unreasonable, and dictatorial.

"Tomorrow's party... Ugh, I really don't want to deal with those old foxes from the royal family and nobles."

As Anjie sighed, she turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

But as soon as she turned around, a soft purple veil fluttered in the wind, obscuring her eyes, and a familiar fragrance wafted into her nostrils.

Before Anjie could react to what was happening, two small hands had already cupped her face, forcing her to look up.

And it met those purple eyes perfectly.

"Have you missed me?" Naya blew a breath into Ange's eyes, admiring Ange's trembling eyelashes.

Ange blushed and asked awkwardly, "So... how did you end up here?"

Naya smiled sweetly, "Because I missed you."

"Ahem, this is the Church of Light. Is it really alright for you to be here?"

Are you concerned about me?

"Well, let's just say that..."

"Oh dear, I'm so shy. It's so heartwarming to be worried about by someone you like."

"..."

"Are you blushing? Hehe~"

Ange coughed lightly, broke free from Naya's hands, and avoided her gaze.

Naya loves seeing Ange blush, and Ange is also drawn to Naya's direct approach.

She squatted on the windowsill, stretched out her hands to Anjie, and suddenly her tone became soft and cute, saying in an almost coquettish tone, "Carry me down."

"Let's not..."

Hold me.

"..."

The soft fragrance enveloped her, and two delicate, slender arms wrapped around Anjie's neck.

The girl's sweet fragrance kept wafting into Anjie's nostrils.

Naya deliberately blew into Ange's neck, watching her earlobes gradually turn red, and laughed happily, "What a good girl, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ange felt a lightness in her arms. Naya had already appeared on the bed in the distance, lying on her side looking at her.

Feeling the lingering warmth and fragrance in her arms, Anjie clicked her tongue, feeling a little regretful.

“I came to tell you that I probably won’t be showing up for a while.” Nyarlathotep’s expression turned serious. “As I said before, there are still a few troublesome guys in the church. If I’m here often, they’ll inevitably notice me.”

And now that you're back at the church, they'll naturally protect your safety.

Anjie was taken aback, wanting to ask something, but then, as if she had thought of something, she simply lowered her head slowly and said "Oh" indifferently.

Naya raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile: "What's wrong? Are you complaining that I didn't tell you about my disappearances a few times before, so you're angry?"

“...No.” Anjie pouted and answered sullenly.

A lie devoid of any technical sophistication.

Naya looked at Ange with a smile and said in an exaggerated tone, "Ah~ no. I was originally thinking of explaining it to you, but since you don't want to know, then I won't say it."

I didn't expect you to trust me so much that you didn't even ask where I went.

After saying that, Naya winked at Ange and acted cute.

"..."

Anjie gritted her teeth.

No, you can't ask!

If they ask that, how will I ever be able to hold my head up again?

but...

I'm so curious!

"Well... tell me, it's not impossible," Ange replied in a muffled voice, trying to avoid looking at Naya's teasing gaze.

I don't know why, but no matter how brave and calm I appear in front of others...

Whenever I'm in front of Naya, I always find myself at a disadvantage, completely manipulated by her in both emotions and psychology.

【My holy maiden, you think you can be the "top" with this?】

Anjie, mocked by the system: ...

Seeing Ange's coy and hesitant expression, Naya laughed happily: "Since our saintess wants to hear it, I can tell you."

However, you have to give me a little reward.

Want to give it a try?

Naya raised her face towards Ange, slowly closed her eyes, and her pink and moist lips opened and closed as if inviting someone to kiss her.

Seeing such an enticing appearance, Anjie couldn't help but swallow.

Let's do it! I'm not going to lose out anyway!

...

The next day, before the cocktail party

"Your Holiness, we've come to help you with your makeup and attire. You'll be heading to the palace for a banquet shortly." Two nuns entered Ange's room, crossing their arms and placing their hands on her shoulders in a gesture of respect from the Church of Light.

Anjie smiled awkwardly, covered her neck, and asked timidly, "Could I... wear a high-necked dress?"

The two nuns exchanged a glance, clearly not understanding why Ange would make such a request.

But in the end, she nodded and said, "Of course."

After receiving a positive reply, Anjie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yesterday, we originally planned to just kiss once and be done with it, but we ended up kissing so passionately.

By the time I realized what was happening, it was too late.

Although she didn't do anything particularly outrageous, just like last time, Ange was still somewhat ashamed to recall it.

And for some reason, Naya actually took a big bite out of her own neck, leaving a very obvious mark.

Even using light magic couldn't alleviate it!

P.S.: I'll write the extended content tomorrow (dddd)

P.S.: When choosing women's clothing, please, everyone, have some decency!

Stop making those ridiculous requests like band-aids and white stockings!

Section 66, Chapter 5: The Cocktail Party

Evening party at the Royal Palace of the Ors Empire

"Princess Sofia, greetings. You are as beautiful and charming as ever. I'm sure you'll be the center of attention at this party." The noble ladies surrounded Sofia, showering her with flattery.

Sophia maintained her sweet smile and winked playfully at the noble ladies around her. "Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not the star of the show today."

This party was specially organized by Father to celebrate my elder brother's return. And... that legendary saintess will also be there.

In fact, these noble ladies, who possessed excellent genes, were all stunningly beautiful and charming. Any one of them would be a beauty who could captivate a region if placed among ordinary people.

But when they surrounded Princess Sofia, their beauty became merely a backdrop.

Her skin was so smooth and delicate, her eyes were bright and clear, and her lips were pink and moist.

It was as if this princess had been kissed by a god; even if she did nothing but stand there, she could attract everyone's attention.

With her unparalleled status as the only princess and her stunning beauty, Sofia naturally became the dream girl of most noble young men.