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

Taber was so tired from just reading their names that his mouth went dry.

However, there was really nothing he could do about it; none of the people in front of him were people he could afford to offend.

He didn't dare say a word about them taking over the guild hall.

Jelena waved her hand, indicating that Tabor didn't need so many honorifics. "We didn't know we were here to cause you trouble. We're just here to see Kastel and Ange. The location magic shows that they stayed in Kazardum for a while, so you should know where they are, right?"

Taber gave a wry smile.

He knew that nothing good would come of seeing that crazy woman, Castael.

Even if someone leaves, they'll leave behind a huge mess.

Taber, with practiced ease, betrayed Castile's actions:

“That’s right. The day before yesterday, Kastel brought Saintess Ange to our Forging Guild to help Saintess Ange perfect the internal laws of the artifact. However, after giving them the materials, they left in a hurry, and I don’t know where they went now.”

Joan nodded to Jelinek, "I can sense that they are no longer in Kazadoom. They are still heading east."

Jelineh nodded.

At that moment, Jormungandr suddenly rushed out, his cold, vertical pupils fixed on Tabor. "Wait, you just said... an artifact?"

Although Tabor didn't know who the girl in the dress in front of him was, she must be someone special to be traveling with Jelina and the others.

He nodded and pointed to Frostmourne, which was being roasted in the furnace. "This is it. Speaking of which, this artifact is quite strange. A thick layer of icy mist swirls around its blade, with necromantic power swirling within. And it seems to be a naturally formed artifact."

Jeline noticed that Jormungandr's expression was a little off.

Especially when Jormungandr saw the longsword scorching in the flames, she even saw Jormungandr's delicate body trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

A chilling aura instantly filled the entire forging room, causing everyone inside to shiver involuntarily.

Princess Sofia, who had little power, simply hugged Noah, who was channeling fire magic, to prevent herself from being frozen into an ice sculpture.

Taber also realized that something was off about the atmosphere.

"Um...is there a problem?" Taber noticed that the eyes of Jelina and the others were all focused on the girl in the white dress, and asked tremblingly.

Jormungandr did not answer immediately, but took several deep breaths.

After finally calming down, he asked in a low voice, "The artifact... has it recognized its master?"

Under Jormungandr's vertical pupils, Tabor nodded subconsciously, "Yes."

Jormungandr remained silent.

He went so far as to prematurely trigger a snow beast tide to hunt down Kasdair, then left the permafrost to personally visit the border of the human empire, and now he's even followed these humans to such a distant place...

All of this was for the purpose of reclaiming the artifacts stolen by Castel.

But now, this divine artifact has been thrown into a forging furnace and roasted! It has even recognized a master!?

For a divine artifact, once it recognizes a master, it becomes nothing more than a pretty vase to others. Those who are not the master of the artifact cannot use any of its power.

In other words, even if he brought the still-unforged Frostmourne back to the Permafrost, it would be meaningless...

"Hehe...very good...very good...Casdale...very good..."

Jormungandr lowered her head, the shadow of her long hair obscuring her gaze, making it impossible to see her expression. Only the girl's cold voice echoed in the forge.

Jelena understood the significance of an artifact recognizing its master and immediately stepped forward to persuade her, "On behalf of Kasder and Ange, I apologize to you for their rudeness... In return, I am willing to compensate you with a law-level artifact, and I will also give you many rare treasures as compensation. Is that acceptable to you?"

There are not many divine artifacts on the continent. Even though the Church of Light is now the number one church on the continent, the divine artifacts in its treasury are extremely rare.

Let alone giving it away, even simple use requires approval through many procedures.

Otherwise, Lena's father wouldn't have been so rebuffed when he asked the artifact for help.

Now that Jeline is willing to compensate with a divine artifact of the law level, this is an absolute blow to the church.

Just as Joan and the other two were about to persuade Jelina, Jormungandr suddenly burst out laughing.

She raised her head, her cold, serpentine eyes fixed on Jelina. "You may have misunderstood something. What we actually need is not the artifact itself, but... the meaning behind that artifact."

"The...meaning behind it?"

"That sword is called Frostmourne. It is a natural artifact of the perpetual frozen earth and also a sacrificial vessel of our Ring Serpent clan. For our Ring Serpent clan, only the incumbent High Shaman can sign a contract with the artifact and make it recognize him as its master."

Jormungandr smiled meaningfully.

"Coincidentally, our next High Shaman hasn't been chosen yet. Since that human named Ange has made our ritual implements recognize us as their master... hehe... I think we have a candidate for our next High Shaman."

Chapter 25, Section 129: Filial Piety is a Virtuous Thing

The Holy Church of the Capital City, the capital of the Ors Empire

Lena sat on her desk looking dejected, idly patting the stack of books next to her that was as tall as her.

After Jelena declared herself a candidate for sainthood, her happy and leisurely days were gone forever. From the moment she opened her eyes until she went to bed at night, she was studying, and the entire day was filled with various courses arranged for her by the elders.

Magic and humanities classes were alright; at least I could still concentrate on them.

What I hate most are etiquette classes and doctrine classes.

The former practiced her smile for several days until her facial muscles were stiff. Only then did she understand why Anjie's mother's smile was so beautiful and moving.

It turns out they learned all of this systematically! It's all just a routine!

As for the teachings on the doctrine of light, they were even more outrageous. What the nanny taught was completely different from what Angie's mother had taught her.

For example, when asked "How to deal with a murderer", Mingming answered according to what Anjie's mother taught her: "Just fuck him".

But what I got in return was a scolding from the old woman who taught me, followed by a lot of boring and tedious lessons.

She had certainly considered running away, but for some reason, as soon as she left the church's territory, a bunch of elders caught up with her and tied her up again.

I overheard some of the younger nuns talking and they mentioned that Ange's mother had been away for so long that it had scared the old folks in the Elders' Council into having a stress reaction.

They basically send people to secretly watch me every day, and if I make any unusual moves, they will all come out and tie me up and take me back.

God knows the despair Lena felt when she saw a group of old men, who were walking with shaky steps, suddenly tear open their shirts to reveal their muscular bodies, then tie her up and carry her back to the church.

"Is this Church of Light... sick or something? No wonder Ange's mother ran away back then..." Lena pouted, muttering to herself impatiently.

"No, once Aunt Ange comes back, I must keep an eye on her and not let her run away again! As long as she's around, the mess the Holy Maiden left behind won't fall on my shoulders, and I can have more freedom every day!"

Anjie's mother's freedom and her own freedom.

Lena decisively chose the latter.

If Anjie's mom knew, she probably wouldn't blame me, right?

Lena prayed softly.

...

"Achoo!"

Ange suddenly sneezed, looking around blankly, "Why do I feel like... someone is trying to ambush me?"

Kastel came closer, hugged Ange, and stroked her head. "Has my darling daughter not been getting enough rest lately?"

"..."

Ange rolled her eyes, broke free from Kastal's embrace, and grabbed Cthulhu, who was watching the show, in her arms, forcefully rubbing the little girl's head despite her resistance.

Then he turned to look at the lush forest ahead, "Are we almost there?"

“Hmm.” Kastal nodded. “If we continue along this road, we’ll reach the pass of the Elf Forest in about an hour.”

However, the three had not gone far when a sharp arrow suddenly flew out from the forest.

However, this weapon was basically no different from a toy to the three of them.

Ange simply raised her hand slightly and swatted the incoming arrow aside.

The archer seemed to be shocked by Ange's skill, and disappeared after a rustling of leaves on the treetops.

Ange raised an eyebrow, told Cassiopeia and Cthulhu, "I'll go check it out," and then chased after the direction where the sound disappeared.

"Phew... What's going on with those three people? How could they block my arrow so easily after I charged it up for so long?" A blonde elven girl emerged from the forest, tugging at the bowstring in her hand, her tone somewhat annoyed.

"Oh well. If I didn't succeed, I didn't succeed. It was just for fun anyway."

The elven girl smiled mischievously, slung her bow and arrows over her shoulder, and skipped and hopped into the depths of the forest.

But before she could take two steps, a gust of wind suddenly swept past her ear, and after a moment, a stinging sensation came from her earlobe.

The elven girl looked in horror at the tree beside her head. At that moment, an arrow was stuck across the trunk of the tree, which required one person to hug it, and the sharp arrowhead pierced through the entire tree.

The elven girl recognized the arrow at a glance as the one she had just fired!

"You think you can just walk away so easily after making a mistake?"

A pleasant, gentle voice came from behind me.

The elf girl's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

She turned around shakily and looked at the human girl in the long gauze dress.

The girl was very beautiful, with smiling, curved eyebrows and an aura of gentle innocence, just like an angel.

However, the elf girl was somewhat terrified.

She had no doubt that if that arrow had been just a fraction of a second off, it would have pierced her head!

And they were completely defenseless!

I am no match for this human girl!

"Was it you who ambushed us with your bow and arrow just now?" Ange walked towards the elf girl with a smile, one hand reaching over the long hair by her ear and pressing it against the big tree behind her, while the other hand naturally wrapped around the elf girl's soft waist, and then used her full weight to press the elf girl's waist down.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The two were in a rather intimate pose at that moment.

The elven girl blushed slightly as she embraced such a beautiful human.

She tried to push Anjie away, but found that no matter how hard she tried, Anjie wouldn't budge.

Ange lowered her head and looked with a smile at the elven girl struggling in her arms.

Their long, golden hair was intertwined, and the shadows cast by it obscured their faces.