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

As the current Holy Maiden of Light, she was completely unaware of the existence of the previous Holy Maiden of Light.

Although Ange's mind hadn't been on the church for the past few years, her complete ignorance of this matter could only mean one thing—

The church was deliberately hiding this from her.

but why?

Before Ange could figure out the problem, Gatanothoya dropped another bombshell:

"By the way. I heard that the current Holy Maiden of Light, ah, the flat-chested woman who was standing behind Chief Justice Emil just now, seems to be the daughter of Holy Maiden Castel."

Anjie: "..."

Anjie: "???"

Anjie: "!!!"

That's not right!

Why don't I know any of the information this guy is talking about?

Am I really the Holy Maiden of Light?

Ange fell into self-doubt.

...

In the blink of an eye, the sky, which had turned a pale white, was finally filled with sunlight. The warm light shone on the earth, and the cries of seagulls, mixed with the fishy smell of the sea breeze, flowed into the Church of Light.

Lena rubbed her eyes, then yawned and stretched.

You can't stay in bed in the morning.

This is a principle that Novia's mother taught her.

Lena is very obedient and has always done so.

"Mmm, Mommy Ange, I want a kiss... Huh? Mommy's not here?"

However, the little girl's pleading did not earn her the usual good morning kiss.

Lena stared at the empty space beside her, slightly taken aback.

After thinking for a few seconds, I decisively got up and got out of bed.

Looking for Mom!

Chapter 29, Section 90: A Loli Who Doesn't Know How to Smell Bad Isn't a Good Angel

"Anjie, are you awake?"

"..."

"Listen to me, open the door, let's have a proper talk, okay?"

"..."

"Anjie, my darling, don't be angry anymore. Let me explain..."

"..."

As soon as Lena stepped out of the room, she saw Chief Justice Emil standing in front of the locked room door, muttering to himself, but no sound came out from behind the locked room door.

Noticing Lena's gaze, Emil forced a smile at the little girl, "Good morning, Lena, my sweetheart. How did you sleep last night?"

Lena nodded seriously and answered honestly, "Yes, yes. Apart from being a little hot being held by Ange's mother in the first half of the night, I slept very comfortably in the second half."

After saying that, Lena continued, "Sister Emil, have you seen Mother Angel? She went out in the first half of the night and hasn't come back."

Upon hearing this, Emil's expression turned bitter, and his gaze drifted intentionally or unintentionally toward the closed door. "She's inside. Last night... I did something bad and made Angie angry."

"Huh?"

Lena was taken aback.

The little girl stared at the closed door in silence for a moment.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

But... Angie's mother isn't inside, is she?

Why did Emil say that Angela's mother was inside?

That's so strange...

Lena scratched her head; her not-so-bright little brain didn't allow her to think about such profound questions.

Lena gave up thinking.

Never mind! If Emil is willing to wait here, then so be it. I'm going to find my mother!

The little girl, who had made up her mind, nodded, thinking herself clever.

Then, under Emil's watchful gaze, the little girl trotted up to her and, in a childish voice, patted her shoulder with an air of mature wisdom—

"come on!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lena ignored Novia, who was frozen in place, and ran off around the corner.

In Lena's opinion, Emil wasn't much older than her, so patting him on the shoulder was no big deal.

But Emil himself felt completely differently.

If we're talking about seniority, Lena is her grandchild.

My grandson patted me on the shoulder and shouted "Go for it!"

This subtle feeling left Emil with mixed emotions.

...

Because of what happened last night, Father Yaheng decided to close the Church of Light for the day.

Amid cheers from countless priests and nuns, Father Aheng began to enjoy his rare holiday.

He is now leisurely lying in a rocking chair, basking in the sun and humming a song.

But the next second, a petite figure suddenly peeked out from the corner of his vision.

That was... the Holy Maiden's daughter?

She seems to be looking for something. Should we go and help her?

While Yaheng was lost in thought, Lena had already jogged over to his side.

Looking at the man lying dead in the rocking chair, Lena's delicate eyebrows furrowed, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Yaheng finally noticed the little girl beside him, but he didn't rush to speak. Instead, he smiled gently at her and waited for her to speak first.

Although he was once a ruthless gang leader, he has now reformed and is even well-liked by children after becoming a priest.

He also enjoys playing with children; their innocent and pure eyes and voices can heal the emotional wounds he suffered during that dark period of his life.

Moreover, the little girl in front of me is so cute and pretty.

Especially when those big eyes were staring at him, he felt his heart almost melt.

Yaheng stared at Lena, silently encouraging her with his eyes.

Speak up! Tell me what you need! I'll definitely help you!

The little girl seemed genuinely encouraged by Father Yaheng's gaze. After taking a deep breath, she asked in her childish voice:

"Uncle, are you paralyzed?"

"...?"

Yaheng was stunned.

No, are you being polite?

Why does this child's speech sound so different from his cute and cuddly appearance?

“Sister Qiong said that people who lie around all day with nothing to do are either useless or paralyzed. But I think Uncle is very handsome, he doesn’t seem like a useless person,” Lena said seriously. “But don’t worry, Uncle! My mother is the Holy Maiden of Light, you know. Even if you have cerebral palsy, let alone physical paralysis, my mother can cure you!”

"...Thank you, thank you..."

Yaheng clutched his chest with both hands, forcefully suppressing the pent-up frustration in his chest.

"I saw you looking for something just now. Do you need your brother's help?"

Yaheng emphasized the pronunciation of "brother".

But the little girl was completely oblivious to his hint. "I'm looking for my mom! Uncle, you know my mom, right? She's that beautiful, gentle, flat-chested girl!"

"..."

Did I just hear something I shouldn't have heard?

As Yaheng pondered whether or not to run away, a soft little hand tugged at the hem of her clothes.

Lena tilted her head back and blinked her big eyes. "Uncle, will you take me to find my mom?"

In that instant, Yaheng felt as if he had seen an angel.

cute!!!

Yaheng scooped Lena up in his arms, letting the little girl ride on his shoulders, and waved his hand, "Let's go! Where are we looking!?"

"Uh... Uncle, your nose is bleeding."

"It's alright. I have no regrets in this life!"

...

Ocean Church, Dungeon

Gatanothoa gazed at the slowly rising sun, then smiled at the girl still lying lifeless on the ground. "The time is almost up. So, what's your final choice?"

Anjie sat up abruptly.

I'd like to give you the key.

But I don't have the key.