People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

Felia was stunned. The halo and wings were gone. How could that be possible? Those were things that Sakota had possessed since birth. How could they just disappear?

But until she noticed the surprised looks given to her by Fiammetta, Kal'tsit and Amiya behind her, Felia felt that something might have really happened.

And then she found that she had no way of sensing her daughter's emotions, and the empathy between the Sakotas seemed to have failed at this moment.

"Your daughter is right, Miss Felia. It seems I accidentally increased the power of the Originium technique a bit, and as a result, I treated the connection between you and the 'God' as an external force and expelled it. As a result, you have lost your halo and wings, and naturally cannot continue to empathize with Sakota. But there is no need to panic. Please wait a moment."

Ark clicked his tongue, then closed his eyes and began to contact the PCS system far away in the basement of the Lateran Cathedral. The PCS system, which was in semi-dormant state, understood what was happening the moment Ark connected. The communication between artificial intelligences was so convenient and fast.

"Understood. I will immediately begin reconnecting with the Sakota individual, Felia Laporta. Please rest assured."

You see, the gods of Lateran are so obedient in front of the Ark. This is the benefit of having a background.

The master of the previous civilization is the master.

Soon, amidst an inexplicable fluctuation, the halo above Felia's head and the wings of light behind her reappeared, and their appearance and shape were exactly the same as before they disappeared.

After the halo and wings reappeared, Felia felt that the only weakness in her body had disappeared. Her body was full of strength again, and she was in the same state as before she fell ill, or even better.

"This is……"

Fiammetta felt that her view of the earth seemed to have been reshaped. At this moment, a fantasy appeared in her mind, that is, whether the Ark could add a halo and wings of light to her, so that she could understand the ideas of Lemion and Mostima.

However, if Fang Zhou knew about his thoughts, he would only advise her not to humble herself so much in friendship.

After the halo reappeared and her body recovered, Felia took a while to react. She looked at Fang Zhou, her lips moving and her eyes flickering.

There were many words of gratitude she wanted to express, but they were stuck in her throat and she didn't know where to start. This made Felia a little anxious, but the more anxious she was, the more she didn't know how to express her gratitude, and tears appeared in the eyes of Sakota, who was already a mother.

"You can calm down, Ms. Felia. We are just doing our duty as doctors. You are the patient, I am the doctor, and I have the obligation and responsibility to heal you. It's that simple. Please don't add too much emotion."

Fang Zhou clapped his hands, and the power of the sheep spell calmed Felia down immediately. However, the ups and downs in her emotions made her a little uncomfortable. It was a bit strange that the excitement just now calmed down with just two claps.

"Even if you say so, it's a fact that you cured my illness. You are my savior."

Felia held Fang Ark's hand and said gratefully, and seeing that the former had calmed down, Fang Ark didn't say anything else.

"Mom, are you well now?"

Cecilia blinked her big eyes at Felia, then looked at the Ark with hope.

"Yes, Cecilia, Mom's illness has been cured. From now on, Mom will be able to spend more time with Cecilia."

When she said this, Felia felt that life was full of hope.

In the past, she just felt that she was going to die. Even though she could be with her daughter every day, she would still feel depressed and desperate, especially since her husband could not be with the child. Otherwise, she would have sent Cecilia to her father long ago. But now it is different. Her illness has recovered, and she can continue to take care of Cecilia. Moreover, Cecilia's identity problem has been solved, and she has even become the Saint of Lateran.

In just one day, all the problems that troubled her were solved. Felia felt like she was dreaming at this moment. She suddenly felt a little scared. All this was too perfect. If this was really a dream, how would she face the gloomy and desperate reality when she woke up?

Fang Zhou saw what Felia was thinking, patted the mother's shoulder gently and said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry, Ms. Felia. This is all real, not a dream. Everything for today is over. You can take Cecilia to rest. Tomorrow, you and your daughter will greet a brand new day full of hope."

Chapter 471 Cecilia's Father

"Okay! So, can I take a good look at the child next?"

The atmosphere originally filled with solemn promises was broken just like that. Fang Zhou held his forehead and couldn't bear to look at Theresa who was squatting in front of Cecilia and looking at her curiously.

Even if you are truly curious, please be reserved, my former Demon King.

"Um... Big Onee, who are you?"

Although Cecilia was startled by Theresa's sudden appearance in front of her, she was soon filled with curiosity as she looked at the pink-haired older sister in front of her who looked very similar to herself.

It really looks alike.

Even Felia couldn't help but sigh. Cecilia looked a little different from Theresa because of her young age. If they grew up, they would probably be more similar. However, this Sarkaz lady and herself...

Ok……

Because she had been sick all the time, Felia had forgotten what she looked like normally. But she felt that she looked quite similar to the Sarkaz lady in front of her, and her husband...

Felia suddenly had a premonition. It shouldn't be the case. After all, the Sarkaz lady in front of her didn't have that, and her husband had never told her that he had any sisters or anything like that.

"Hehe, little Cecilia, don't be afraid after listening to this, I'm telling you."

Hearing this question, Theresa immediately stood up from where she was standing, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Cecilia with a very proud look.

Little Cecilia's curiosity was completely aroused. She had a natural liking for this older sister who had the same straight and sharp horns as her father. Now, these words full of tantalizing implications made Cecilia want to get closer to this older sister.

However, the mood of a certain little rabbit was not very good. Amiya had to admit that sometimes she did have a little possessiveness, but it was only a little bit. For example, it was normal for a little rabbit who had lost the Doctor once to have to see the Doctor before going to bed. Then she had also lost Miss Theresa once, so it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable seeing her getting close to other children after she was found again, right?

Amiya convinced herself with this statement, but in the mirror across from her, she saw herself in the mirror clearly showing a hint of mocking smile, and then disappeared.

Haha, I'm used to it.

Amiya has become accustomed to the constant mockery of herself in the mirror. After the heart-to-heart talk with Theresa that night, Amiya also knew in her heart what she should do. So it is time to face this guy born from her heart again. It is indeed too much to let him go until now.

It is estimated that Tracy will make a comeback soon, so he must make sure that he is in good condition.

While Amiya was thinking about these questions, Theresa also revealed the mystery of her identity to Cecilia.

"It's me, sister."

"Uh-huh."

Theresa spoke slowly, while Cecilia looked at Theresa with shining eyes and anticipation.

"But she's the founder of the Tower of Babel, one of the Six Heroes of Kazdel, the pioneer of the Heroic Age, Amiya's confidante, the Doctor's best partner, Kal'tsit's best friend, and the former Demon Lord of the Sarkaz!"

Theresa muttered a series of names like a machine gun, which made Cecilia feel powerful. However, Mrs. Felia, who was sitting next to her, had a strange look on her face, wondering if there was something strange mixed in with these names.

And...the Demon King?!

Although she had been bedridden for the past few years, Felia was a messenger of Lateran before. As an employee, she naturally had to have some understanding of the Sarkaz, a naturally hostile race. The same was true for other races. The title of Demon King was actually widely circulated.

That is the King of the Sarkaz, the leader of the demons, the source of evil on this land... At least Felia had doubts about the latter title. After all, as a messenger, she had seen the darkness of various countries. If she said that all of this was because of the Sarkaz and the Demon King, it would be too outrageous. There was no doubt that this last title was a contradiction diversion full of corrupt political implications.

But this cannot withstand the deterrent power of the title of Demon King. The king of Sarkaz, this title alone is enough to make Lateran alert.

but……

Looking at the woman in front of her who was smiling and talking to Cecilia, Felia really connected her with the terrifying demon king in the Lateran scriptures.

"The Demon King of the Sarkaz, Cecilia knows this. I read in the picture book that the Demon King is the highest-ranking person in the Sarkaz, just like the Pope in Lateran."

Now Cecilia already knew that the chubby white-bearded grandfather she had met at home before was His Holiness the Pope of Lateran, the most respected and powerful person in the city. From today onwards, she and her mother would continue to study and live with His Holiness the Pope.

As for the Demon King she had seen in the picture book, it was only said that he was the leader of the Sarkaz, and his status was the same as that of the Pope of Lateran, and he was the leader of the demons.

But her mother told her not to say the word "demon" anymore, because it was an insulting word and a good child should not say it.

"Little Cecilia's analogy is quite accurate, but my sister is no longer the Demon King. She was the former Demon King. The current Demon King is Amiya over there."

Theresa pointed at Amiya not far away and whispered, and the little rabbit also came over, looked at the lovely Cecilia in front of him, and gently touched the other's smooth hair.

Even now, Felia still hadn't quite figured out why a Carterus would become the Demon King of the Sarkaz. But there was no need to dwell on this. After all, both Theresa and Amiya were quite friendly to both mother and daughter, and wouldn't harm either their daughter or him. So, Felia didn't care who the Demon King was. And judging by the friendly exchanges between the two sides, it was clear that the Pope didn't mind the matter either.

The only thing she was worried about was whether her husband would mind this matter when they met in the future. After all, the Demon King was the leader of the Sarkaz, and now he was suddenly replaced by a non-Sarkaz. It would be hard to believe, right?

Come to think of it, he seemed to have mentioned something about the Demon King when we met before, but because my illness was too serious at the time, I didn't hear clearly what he said. Alas, I should have listened carefully earlier.

"Is Amiya-sister the Demon King? The one who can command all the Sarkaz?"

Cecilia recalled what she had read in the picture book and asked. In her impression, the Demon King in the picture book was a person who could order all the Sarkaz to do bad things, but neither of the two older sisters in front of her looked like someone who would let people do bad things.

"No, that's not the case. The Demon King doesn't command all the Sarkaz. Instead, he's the one who takes responsibility for ensuring that all the Sarkaz live a good life. The Sarkaz are not obligated to obey me, but they follow me because I will lead them to a better tomorrow. Everyone is free, and as long as they abide by the rules, no one can command them except themselves."

"What Sister Amiya said is a bit complicated and difficult to understand."

Cecilia is still a little too young now. At the age of seven, she cannot understand some issues. It will probably be better in a few years.

"Cecilia, all you need to know is that Miss Theresa and Sister Amiya are good people."

Looking at her daughter whose eyes were rolling around, Felia gently touched her head and told her only the simplest concept, which was to believe that the two people in front of her would not hurt her.

As for the grudge between Sakota and the Sarkaz, the history of this land and those darker things, it is better to wait until the child grows up before telling him.

"By the way, little Cecilia, uncle has a little thing here. Do you want to wear it?"

"little things?"

Cecilia looked at Fang Zhou, who took out a pair of horn-shaped ornaments from his pocket. Theresa was slightly surprised when she saw the pair of horns, because the shape of the horns was obviously modeled after her own horns.

"Is this the horn of the Sarkaz?"

Fiammetta looked at Fang Zhou in surprise, and didn't understand why he put the ornament on Cecilia's head?

"Don't worry, this is just a small plastic decoration. It's not a real Sarkaz horn, and no one is so cruel as to cut off someone else's horn."

Although there is a custom among the Sarkaz that cutting off a Sarkaz's horns is the greatest insult to that Sarkaz, except for those more brutal mercenaries, basically no Sarkaz in this land cares about this bad habit now. Ah, of course, if you really tell a Sarkaz that you want to cut off his horns, he will definitely still be angry with you. Just like Elafia and Caprini, the horns of a Sarkaz are sometimes one of the symbols to attract the opposite sex.

"Why are you dressing up as a Sarkaz?"

Cecilia didn't understand why the uncle in front of her asked her to dress up as a Sarkaz, but she knew that the uncle in front of her saved her mother, so she obediently took the pair of plastic horns from Fang Zhou's hand and stuck them on her head from the back.

Although there is no connection between Sakota's halo and the head, if it is blocked, it will still cause discomfort symptoms such as dizziness and drowsiness, so the plastic horn that Ark gave Cecilia is stuck on the head from the back of the head.

"Although there are still halos and wings, Theresa, you should have discovered something by now, right?"

It was said with some evil humor, and Theresa couldn't help laughing.

"Actually, you don't have to let little Cecilia carry this kind of thing. Amiya has already told me about this matter before, regarding the appearance."

Although Theresa said this, she still looked closely at Cecilia in front of her after she put on the plastic horn.

"That being said, I'd still be surprised if I actually saw her. If little Cecilia's hair was pink, and she really was a Sarkaz, I'd start to wonder if I'd made some kind of mistake in the past."

Kal'tsit next to her twitched her eyes. This possibility simply did not exist. Not to mention the issue of age, even if you really made a mistake in the past, as a woman, you are different from men. How could you not notice your own condition?

"Is it possible that..."

"That's impossible, Doctor. You've been laying the groundwork all this time just to ask this question, right?"

Theresa looked at Fang Zhou angrily. This guy was a bad guy. He had said so much from the beginning until now, but it was actually just for this last question. He had made a plate of dumplings purely for this dish of vinegar.

"Although this is somewhat unfounded, I believe Cecilia absolutely cannot be my brother's child. Otherwise, when I get close to her, I should have felt that... how should I put it? A feeling of blood connection?"

"What an idealistic statement."

"What else can I say? After all, I have a machine body now, and I don't have blood or hair to identify you."

Moreover, Fang Zhou did not have Theresa's DNA information in his hands. This Xumajia body was reproduced based on the soul information, not made using DNA like Alina.

"Well, I think I should be able to answer this question. Miss Theresa, your brother should also have pink hair, right?"

Felia, who was sitting next to them, saw that they were actually starting to guess the identity of her husband, and she couldn't help but say that although he had instructed not to tell anything about him, it should be okay to tell them about things like his hair color. Moreover, these people in front of her were her saviors, including a former demon king and a current demon king, so there should be no problem telling them.

Of course, Felia would not say that she still had some resentment in her heart towards her husband who had not taken good care of her and her son.

"Yes, my brother Tracys and I have the same hair color... well, his seems to be a little darker."

Theresa stroked her hair, the beautiful pink color flowing through her white fingertips. She recalled the differences between herself and Tracy. Apart from gender and personality, the only difference was that Tracy's hair color was darker than hers, nothing else.

"That can't be the case, my husband's hair color is white, and I have confirmed that it is not a wig or dyed hair."

It's just that the confirmation method is a bit rough, although it was not intentional.

White-haired Sarkaz? That's hard to say. After all, even among the subspecies with mostly white hair, there are also black-haired Sarkaz like Kor'sil, and of course there are other hair colors.

"And your race is different from my husband's. Although we are both Sarkaz, I remember that there should be different races among you, right? Like blood demons, scavengers, etc., but I only remember these more famous ones. I think it's a race called the Royal Court?"

I know quite a lot.

Theresa nodded, explaining that she didn't have the noble blood of the royal court; she and her brother were just ordinary Sarkaz. Historically, those who had sat on the throne of Demon King had generally been born into the royal court, like blood demons, scavengers, and banshees. Theresa was the first ordinary Sarkaz to ascend to the throne of Demon King.

Moreover, she and Tracy are mixed-race. Although the bloodline of their parents can no longer be confirmed, it is a fact that the bloodline in their bodies is not pure. However, even so, the strength of these two siblings was already indisputable in the defense of Kazdel two hundred years ago.

"Yes, and my husband is a Stonewing Demon."

Chapter 472: The Unity of the Past and the Future

"Stone Winged Demon!"

Now it was Fang Zhou's turn to be surprised.

I didn't expect to encounter news about the Stone Winged Demon here.

Theresa looked at Felia with some surprise. She didn't expect that the Sakata woman in front of her had a Sarkaz husband who was actually a stone-winged demon.

"What happened to the Stonewing Demon?"

Although she knew the division of the royal court within the Sarkaz, Ms. Fiameta, who was not very familiar with the inside story, said that she could not understand why Fang Zhou, who always seemed very rational, was so surprised when he heard the name of Stone Winged Demon.

"The Stonewing Demons are a relatively unique tribe among the Sarkaz. Furthermore, ever since the second Demon King, Godu, was killed in the Fire Demon Rebellion, no one from the Stonewing Demon clan has ascended to the position of Demon King. As the Sarkaz and Kazdel developed, they gradually faded from the core position of power.

During the civil war between Tracys and I, I contacted the Stonewing Demons, but they expressed no interest in the internal strife of the Sarkaz. Furthermore, the Stonewing Demons themselves were in considerable turmoil during that time, seemingly facing a crisis concerning their survival. However, the archdemon of the Stonewing Royal Court refused our help, stating that this was an internal matter of the Royal Court and that the Demon King didn't need to intervene. With no legitimate reason to fight, we had no choice but to retreat. However, I'm unsure of what's going on with the Stonewing Demons lately.