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

Kastal chuckled. "I've been to this place several times, how could I have brought you to the wrong place? Judging from your reaction... you've never been to a brothel before, have you? Come to think of it, with Jelena's old-fashioned personality, how could she possibly take you to a place like that? It's okay, Mom will take you out to play today!"

Anjie: "..."

No...that's not what I meant...

Anjie fell into thought.

I'm just a piece of trash, at most a little shameless.

But Castael is a complete psychopath!

As a mother, the first place you take your daughter after seeing her is a brothel?

While Ange was pondering, Casdale had already led her into the brothel.

Contrary to her expectations of an air filled with the scents of perfume and honey, Anjie was greeted by a refreshing breeze as soon as she stepped inside, carrying with it a few delicate floral fragrances.

The interior of the brothel was very clean and tidy. Young and beautiful girls from different ethnic groups sat in twos and threes around small wooden tables, drinking juice and sake while chatting and laughing.

After seeing Angel and Castel, they looked over with curious eyes.

"How about it? This brothel is famous far and wide! The exotic ladies are exceptionally beautiful, one in a hundred. They have cat girls, dog girls, elves, dwarves, and even monster girls!"

"Castaire said with a proud look on his face, seemingly proud of his discovery of such an excellent brothel," he said.

Anjie just gave a dry laugh, feeling numb all over.

However, she keenly noticed a key word in Castel's words—"Miss."

Suddenly, the way he looked at Casdale became much stranger.

Ange recalled that when she asked the system if Castel was also a time traveler, the system's answer was quite subtle.

"you..."

"What are you standing there for? Come here, Mommy will take you to see an even better baby!"

"..."

Before Angela could finish speaking, Casdale interrupted her and then pulled her hand, leading her into the brothel.

Just as Castel said, the girls in this brothel are all very beautiful, and with the added bonus of attributes like cat ears, they're absolutely irresistible.

However, Anjie remained unmoved by all of this.

She admits she's a lesbian, but a lesbian with strong principles!

He has been surrounded by beauties since childhood. Just the three chief judges are among the most handsome on the continent, and his own little Noah is a baby-faced, big-breasted, and married woman.

And Naya, with whom Ange had an ambiguous relationship, was the most beautiful person she had ever met.

Surrounded by these beauties, Anjie had long since developed a high degree of resistance to physical attraction.

A mere outsider's mother couldn't arouse her interest at all.

Moreover, it was Castael who brought her to this brothel...

how to say?

This feeling is inexplicably a bit eerie.

Anjie shook her head, trying to clear the jumbled thoughts from her mind.

No, no, no, Castael is a saintess after all, how could she really bring her daughter to a place like this?

Who knows, this brothel might be some kind of secret hideout!

That's right, that's it!

Anjie felt she had discovered the truth, and her walk became more confident.

Led by Castel, Ange arrived at a room inside the brothel, where there was a small bar and a voluptuous woman was fiddling with complicated bartending equipment.

The woman glanced up at Castel, then silently lowered her head again. "Sir, is there anything you need?"

With a wave of his hand, Castells shouted with great momentum, "Find two girls, one room, and a double bed!"

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Anjie: "..."

Isn't this still a brothel?!

Chapter 18, Section 121: The Filial Son's Sword

The brothel actually gave Castell a room. The bartender pulled a key from under the bar and casually tossed it to Castell, saying, "Room thirteen on the left side of the corridor."

Kasper caught the key with a flourish, waved with a smile and said "Thanks~", then led Ange into the room.

As she got closer and closer to the room, Anjie tried to struggle free, but it was no use.

In the end, Ange gave up resisting and could only let Castel pull her into the room with lifeless eyes.

Contrary to the glamorous decor I had imagined, the room was simply furnished, with only two large, clean white beds and a single window facing one direction.

"Don't be nervous~ I know this place very well!"

Kastel proudly patted his ample chest, and amidst Ange's gasp, he scooped the girl up in his arms and tossed her onto the bed.

Ange stared blankly at Casdale, who was getting closer and closer. "Hey, what are you trying to do! We're mother and daughter!"

Castel smiled knowingly, "I know, that's why I did it."

Anjie took a few steps back on the bed, and finally closed her eyes with a look of humiliation on her face.

If only I had known my daughter would also be...

hum-

Just as Anjie decided to lie down, a strange buzzing sound rang in her ears.

When Ange opened her eyes, she saw that a golden magical barrier had somehow appeared around her.

She reached out and touched the barrier, but was immediately scalded by the intense heat and withdrew her hand.

I am trapped in a magic circle.

Looking at the magic circle that had lit up under the bed, Ange glanced at Casdale with a puzzled expression. "What is this?"

Casdale smiled, "Of course I'll pack you a big treasure!"

Anjie: "???"

My darling?

No... what would I need that for!?

Even someone as thick-skinned as Ange blushed, staring at Casdale with embarrassment. "I don't want to! Let me out! And you brought me here just to give me some kind of... big, big treasure?"

Casdale nodded matter-of-factly. "What else?"

Then she smiled slyly, "So what else do you think I'll do?"

“...No, it’s nothing.” Anjie looked away.

At the same time, she cursed inwardly.

Ange, Ange, where did your usual unbridled, dirty-joke-telling skills go?! How come you forgot them all when it came to this crazy woman?

As Ange fell into self-doubt, Kastel pulled out a longsword shrouded in cold air from somewhere and plunged it fiercely into the core of the magic circle beneath Ange.

Ange looked at the icy sword with curiosity. She could feel a powerful force contained within it, and it even vaguely shared the same aura as the Spear of Longinus—the aura of law.

Without a doubt, this is a divine weapon.

"Is this the precious treasure you were talking about?" Anjie asked back.

Kastal nodded. "I stole this from the permafrost... cough cough, I took it out. Although the laws within it are not yet fully formed, it is still a very powerful artifact. I noticed that you don't have any weapons, and the only spear you had was turned to ashes by me, so I thought I'd make this artifact recognize you as its master."

Anjie's lips twitched.

She thought this precious treasure was that...

It really is a treasure...

Seeing Ange's somewhat dejected expression, Kastel assumed she wasn't interested in the longsword. "This is a divine artifact! Don't you like it?"

Ange rolled her eyes.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have lost their minds upon hearing that it was a magical artifact.

But she has a system, so she doesn't really care about ordinary artifacts.

[Although this system is pleased that you think so highly of me]

But I must remind you, this sword is called—

Frostmourne

"Mom! You're so good to me! Quick, give it to me!"

"...Uh, okay."

Casdale scratched the back of his head, somewhat puzzled as to why his daughter was always so easily startled.

However, judging from her expression, she was quite satisfied with this magical weapon.

"This artifact's attributes lean towards ice and necromancy. Although it won't affect your use, it's best to use it sparingly unless absolutely necessary to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, understand?" Kastal patiently explained while manipulating the magic circle.

Ange nodded her head like a drumstick.

Anyway, given her strength, it's unlikely that she'll be forced to use a divine artifact. If that were to happen, it would probably be in an extremely critical situation.

The process of a divine artifact recognizing its master is a sacred and complicated one, especially since some artifacts born from spirits have even been known to kill their masters.

However, under the suppression of Kastal's powerful force, Frostmourne, like a well-behaved child, easily established a connection with Ange.

After the recognition was successful, the surrounding magic circle dissipated.

Anjie instinctively gripped the hilt of the longsword, a chill running down her arm and spreading throughout her body.

Just as Kastal said, the artifact could not be used because it conflicted with the owner's attributes. Ange simply mobilized the power of light within her body, and Frostmourne began to emit an icy blue mist that instantly enveloped the entire room.

A bone-chilling cold permeated every corner of the house, as if a skeleton wielding a machete would emerge from the mist at any moment.