"Waaaaah, we're so unlucky to have run into your family! Your mother sealed my father away, and then you beat me up. Not only did you beat me up, but you also blew up my father's tombstone—oh, no, I mean the altar. Waaaaah, you've led us astray... Waaaaah... Are all of you insane, Church of Light?!"

"...Uh."

A mighty Great Old One, a son of Cthulhu, actually cried because of his own anger!?

Ange found it all somewhat surreal.

But the man curled up on the beach, crying his heart out, told her that what she was seeing was not a dream.

This has really stumped Anjie.

Hey, your family is really a criminal gang!

In a novel, they'd be the kind of creature that wouldn't survive three chapters.

[Especially someone like you, so dissolute and sleazy, you'll die the fastest.]

Anjie rolled her eyes and subconsciously retorted to the system, "Nine out of ten of those villains who court death are ugly and die young. But I'm different, I'm beautiful! Even if I'm a villain, my values ​​follow my looks, so at least I'm a big boss!"

I didn't even know how to refute it.

After successfully crashing the system, Ange turned to Gatanothoya.

"Uh...can you stop crying? You're not a pretty girl, you're a grown man, it's disgusting to see you crying like that."

"Waaaaah, what's wrong! Are men not allowed to cry?! Waaaaah, you hit me, and now you're discriminating against men, waaaaah—"

"...If you cry again, I'll shove this thermobaric bomb into your mouth."

As soon as she finished speaking, Anjie witnessed what it meant to reverse things faster than flipping through a book.

One second they're crying their eyes out, the next they're jumping around laughing heartily.

"Stop crying, stop crying. You're right, I deserved to be beaten." Gatanothoya quickly got up from the beach. "So, can you let me go?"

Ange rolled her eyes. "Let you go? You were just trying to use me as a sacrifice. How can I let you go?"

Gatanotoya's face darkened, and he lay down on the ground again, looking like he was about to cry again.

Finally, under the threat of a Gatling gun, he obediently stood up and looked at the girl in front of him with a serious expression.

"So, let's talk things over properly. Why do you have to force me to take action? I'm just a weak saintess who can't even kill a chicken. I really don't like fighting and killing."

"...You're right."

Under the pressure of the gun barrel, Gatanotoya once again decisively chose to follow his heart.

Anjie smiled with satisfaction, "That's right. A real man, whether in character or in his lower body, should be able to bend and stretch."

Gatanothoa: "?"

The reason I'm using a question mark isn't because I have a problem, but because I think you have a problem.

How exactly does the Church of Light select its saintesses? The previous saintesses were nymphomaniacs and nymphomaniacs, and this saintesses are lewd and mentally unstable.

It seems the Church of Light isn't exactly a legitimate church...

A sudden realization flashed through Gatanotoya's mind.

If Ange knew what he was thinking, she would definitely admit it frankly and then shout, "But you found out too late!"

Ange stroked her chin, her eyes flashing. "How about this, tell me a little more about Casdale. I'll consider whether or not to let you go."

Gatanothoya rolled his eyes. "And then you'll tell me, 'I've thought about it, and the result of my thinking is that I won't let go.'"

"Huh? How did you know?"

"..."

Despite the woman's shameless admission.

But Gatanotoya's heart was no longer moved.

In just one day, he realized that this woman's thought process was completely incomprehensible to normal people.

Ange patted Gatanothoya on the shoulder with a smile, "Just kidding. Tell me and I'll let you go. After all, during the time you were in charge of the Ocean Church, you didn't harm any other citizens or believers except for capturing Bisu. And you were only trying to save your father, so it's understandable."

"...real?"

"It's true. It's even more real than my identity as the Holy Maiden of Light. Trust me, I don't usually lie."

"...Okay, I'll talk."

【…】

[It's like teasing a fool.]

P.S.: The black stockings arrived. I'll post two pictures in the single image later. If they're not posted, it means they didn't pass the test, then join the group to see...

(Only black stockings are available; the skirt hasn't arrived yet.)

Section 97 [Black Stockings]

Section 98, Chapter 35

Unlike the popular story of Saint Castal, the Castal described by Gatanottoa seems to be a completely different person.

If Castel, the figure mentioned in the poems of wandering poets, is the light of human civilization.

The Kastal that appeared before Ange at that moment was a complete street thug.

“Casdale, no one knows what she did before she became a saint. One day, the Church of Light suddenly announced that this woman who appeared out of nowhere had become their saint.”

"At first, the various races didn't really care about this unheard-of female human. They only maintained the most basic etiquette and respect. But this human, in just a few years, caused chaos among the various races, yet they were all helpless against her."

"She spied on the Dark Saintess bathing, broke into the Elf Queen's boudoir, blew up the goblin tribe's forbidden area, melted down the dwarf tribe's artifact, and flirted with the dragon princess... In the eyes of the high-ranking members of various races, this woman was simply utterly wicked."

"But because of the Church of Light behind her, her ridiculously powerful strength, and some undisclosed secrets, the races she has harmed are not only helpless against her, but they also praise her holiness and kindness among the people."

“Actually, if I had to describe her…” Gatanothoya paused, glancing furtively at Ange, before continuing, “She’s very similar to you in personality, even worse than you.”

Upon hearing this, Anjie was taken aback at first, and subconsciously retorted, "Even worse than me? Isn't that just being a beast?"

Gatanothoa: "..."

It's a shame you have any self-awareness at all...

Of course, he dared not say these words aloud.

One can only look at their nose, their mouth, and their heart with their eyes closed, remaining silent to indicate acquiescence.

"Go on."

"Um..."

Gatanotoya nodded and continued:

"Therefore, despite Kasdair's numerous misdeeds, he enjoyed a very high reputation among the people. At that time, there was a saying among the high-ranking officials of various ethnic groups: 'Evil deeds last for a thousand years.'"

"Originally, all the tribes thought that such a legendary woman would rule for at least an entire era, but unexpectedly, she suddenly disappeared fifty years ago."

"The Church of Light naturally searched diligently, but the high-ranking officials of various races were overjoyed and even held a secret celebration party for it. Of course, the Church of Light's request to the various races to find Kasdal was ignored by them."

“Until, fifteen years ago.”

Gatanotoya fell silent, instead giving Ange a meaningful look.

Anjie felt uneasy under his gaze and immediately pulled out a thick, long stick from under her skirt, glaring at him fiercely. "Don't talk so big. Or I'll stick this stick in from below and out from above."

"..."

??!

Gatanottoa: "Fifteen years ago, she suddenly appeared at the door of the Church of Light, holding an infant girl in her arms, and told them that the girl was her daughter, named Ange Saint Mississippi."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Ange waved her hand to interrupt, "Casdale...isn't she a female ketone? Then how did I come to be?"

Gatanothoia shrugged. "I don't know either. Maybe... her sexual orientation changed during the decades she was gone? Actually, at first I even doubted whether you were really Castel's biological daughter, maybe you were just adopted. But now... well... I can't say you look exactly alike, but you're practically identical."

Why do I feel like you're insulting me?

"Heaven and earth bear witness, absolutely not. I swear to your Goddess of Light."

"..."

Do the Great Old Ones also believe in the Goddess of Light?

Anjie was completely confused.

Gatanothoya quickly changed the subject, "Ahem, that's all I know about Kastal. So, can you let me go?"

However, the expected answer did not appear.

He only saw a strange smile on the girl's face. "Who said you let me go?"

"You! Didn't you just say you'd let me go?!"

"Yes, but I changed my mind."

"You swore an oath in the name of the Holy Maiden! Aren't you afraid of being stripped of the title of Holy Maiden!?"

"What? Such a good thing!"

Anjie was overjoyed.

Gatanotoya fell silent again.

Oh no, Bengbu is no longer safe!!!

Just as Gatanottoa was about to lose his temper, a childish voice called out from not far away: "Auntie! I found you!"

Anjie looked toward the source of the sound and saw a little girl riding on Father Yaheng's shoulders, calling out her name in a childish voice.

Then she saw Father Aheng trip over a stone and slide face-first for a long distance.

Fortunately, Lena was quick-witted and adjusted her posture just before she fell, sitting directly on the back of Father Aheng's head, which prevented her from falling.

This caused Father Yaheng to try to lift his head several times, but the little girl forcefully pushed him back into the sand.

From a distance, it looked like a little girl was pressing down on Yaheng's head and running all the way over, which was quite bizarre.

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