In the pitch-black night, where the moon is hidden and the winds blow fiercely, a figure quietly opens the door and stealthily enters Aya's room. Aya's room is not big, with a centrally placed bed taking up a considerable amount of space, making the room slightly cramped with the addition of the nearby wardrobe. However, Aya doesn't mind—after all, under normal circumstances, she shamelessly goes to Tiran's room to sleep on his bed. It is because of this that Mimi has never looked kindly upon Aya.

This situation changed only a few days ago after returning from Dark Swamp. Due to an unexpected increase in workload, Mimi has been busy, and Tiran has been obsessed with various novels and comics, leaving Aya with the responsibility of taking care of the children.

The dark figure stands by the bed, gazing at the sight of the two of them sprawled together. Silence engulfs them.

"Ah...Aya..."

"What the hell!"

Feeling an itchy sensation on her nose in her half-asleep state, Aya opens her eyes to find herself face-to-face with a disheveled female ghost. Startled, she flings the nearest object at the ghost's face.

Bang. Splash. Clang!

Huh? It sounds like it made contact. If it were really a ghost, it shouldn't have been affected by a physical attack, right?

Filled with both doubt and curiosity, Aya turns on the crystal lamp in the room and carefully looks at the object she threw.

"T-Tiran?" Aya is dumbfounded.

The silver-haired girl sits on the floor, holding her head, with a teardrop shimmering at the corner of her eye. She glares at Aya with anger, her little face expressing a clear "I'll beat you to death in no time" message. The clothes rack beside her lies on the ground, apparently knocked over.

"It hurts so much..." Tiran unsteadily gets up, frowning. "You really overreacted!"

"Who asked you to sneak into my room in the middle of the night... Ah, damn it, it's scary! It's already impressive that I didn't blast you with a fireball on instinct..." Aya was also greatly frightened by the surprise—being afraid of the dark to begin with, it's impossible to remain calm when you wake up in the middle of the night and see a face hovering in front of you!

"Let's forget about that for now."

Unusually, Tiran doesn't dwell on it anymore and shakes her head. She walks over and sits on the bed, crossing her arms and propping up one leg. "I have something important to discuss with you."

Of course, getting up in the middle of the night must be important. And compared to that...please don't play like that again next time! If Mimi finds out you've been coming to my room at night, she'll definitely chop me into pieces!

"Feifeng came back today."

"Oh...and then?"

"Don't you find it strange?" Tiran rolls her eyes. "Ever since we came back from Frost Forest, I've been feeling weird. Why would the Goddess of the Light allow us to keep Angel imprisoned here for so long? A Holy Rank Angel is not a combat force that can be discarded easily, right?"

Now that you mention it, it does seem true. If we could explain what happened before as the goddess preemptively sensing the revival of the Dragon and intentionally letting Fiona stay longer in the mortal realm, now that the Dragon has fallen...keeping a fervent Angel in the mortal realm serves no purpose.

"You have a point," Aya nods in contemplation. "I thought you were interested in Feifeng..."

Thunk. The Iron Fist of Reprimand!

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Am I such a shallow person in your eyes?" Tiran gritted his teeth, loosened his clenched fist. Emma, hitting his head was painful without strength, the stupid dragon's skull was so hard...

Aya opened her mouth but didn't say anything, secretly thinking: Aren't you? I don't know who started a fight with Elf girl and ended up on the bed...

Thud!

Oh my, I forgot about the contract and mind-reading ability... Aya bent down holding her head in pain.

"Can't you be serious? I'm talking to you seriously about important matters. Mimi and dad can't interfere with things at the Holy Rank or even higher level. I can only tell you now."

"Alright, I understand." Aya tried to straighten her expression to look more serious. But since following Tiran, she found it hard to adapt after being deeply entrenched in her clownish image.

But the last sentence...

Can only tell you...

Tell you...

Unexpectedly touched, she remembered how she was forcefully brought back by this Missy. Now she can already trust her this much.

"As you can see, Feizi has already regained her Holy Rank strength. We wouldn't be able to fight back if she decides to kill us now."

"Although it sounds unpleasant, I can't argue with that..." Aya sighed. Holy Rank, the Holy Rank is amazing!

... The problem is that Holy Rank is truly amazing. If it wasn't for the rules suppressing them inside the World Tree, and Tiran's perfect timing for an ambush against Feizi, it would have been impossible to defeat Angel.

As for now... Tiran is already powerless, a useless person. One on one with Feizi...it's questionable whether she can withstand an attack at the Holy Rank level or not.

"Actually, before I went to find you in Dark Swamp, Feizi really did plan to kill me. But..." Tiran gently placed his right hand on the area over his heart, a shiny, faintly glowing sword-shaped emblem appeared.

"Is this also a contract? And it seems much higher rank than mine."

"Yeah, I specifically asked Mimi to find some information. This thing seems to be the Angel Covenant. Usually, only the goddess herself or humans favored by the goddess can possess it. With this holy seal, one can receive Angel's protection."

"Oh, I heard about it. The church seems to have a few Holy Knight Valkyries who can summon Angels to assist in battle, using this kind of thing."

"And, this one is a step higher than those. I heard that those guys can summon a maximum of a weighting Angel level, and it also depends on compatibility. But with mine, I can directly command Feizi, without any resistance."

Aya was stunned, lowered her head and contemplated for a moment before widening her eyes. "Holy fuck?!"

It was really difficult to find another word to describe Aya's current mood. What is this, the goddess lent you her Covenant? So generous! Ordering around a Holy Rank Angel as you please, those heroes in the world who fight against the demon lord to save the world don't even match Princess!

"Are you... the secret daughter of the Goddess?" Aya weakly asked.

"What do you think?" Tiran covered his face, not refuting. To be honest, I'm also quite puzzled about this! If it wasn't for confirming that I am indeed the biological child of my parents in this world, I would have doubted it!

"Considering all the above," Tiran interlaced his ten fingers, like a commanding officer, and placed his hands under his nose, concluding in a deep voice, "I suspect... the Goddess of the Light has taken a liking to me."

"...Huh?"

"Think about it, otherwise why would she go through all the trouble to send little Feizi to me, why would she give me the Angel Covenant, a prestigious Holy Rank Archangel wouldn't even have this kind of extravagance from the Goddess, which means I must be a significant presence to her. But the problem is I never had any contact with the Goddess before, so the only possibility is love at first sight."

Sorry, princess, I can't quite understand your train of thought!

"Hey, why aren't you talking? Don't give me that disgusted look! It's really annoying to be randomly noticed by the Goddess, what if I don't like her and don't even have the chance to reject her..."

"Are you joking?"

"No, I'm serious."

"I'm leaving!" After Aya made a bow, she immediately turned off the lights, covered herself with the blanket, and smoothly executed her actions.

"Hey, wait, I'm serious!"

"I'm serious too." Aya's head made a muffled sound from under the blanket. "Behave, stop dreaming and go back to sleep."

Tiran stared at the wriggling bundle of blanket for a while, then took a deep breath and extended his claws.

"Yikes! Hahaha, I can't believe it... Haha... don't tickle me! How do you know where my ticklish spot is... Haha... wait! Stop it! Can't I get up?!"

After a while, Aya, panting with laughter, reluctantly kicked off the blanket and lay flat on the bed in a star-shaped position. "Okay, let's not mention that. So, what's your plan?"

"Well... first, we start with little Feizi. She is our only way to understand the Goddess. We need to find a way to get information from her, but the power of the Angel Covenant might have been influenced by the Goddess, so the best approach for now is a non-coercive one."

Noticing Tiran's shiny eyes looking at her, Aya suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So, Aya, you go and win over little Feizi! As long as you make her listen to you and tell you everything, it should be easy, right?"

"I'm leaving!"

"This is a good thing, you see, although Feizi isn't super curvy, she's above average, and her face is not worse than yours, so you won't lose out."

"Are you telling me to flirt with girls for the sake of your chastity?" Aya raised a dead fish eye.

"It's for the greater good." Tiran said seriously, "Opposing arranged marriages and advocating for free love."

"...Go f**k yourself." Aya smiled, "If it's really a good thing, why don't you do it yourself? With your abilities, it would only take a minute to win over little Feizi."

"I wouldn't mind if I could... but you've seen Feizi's attitude towards me, she practically sees me as the Great Demon King..."

After arguing for half the night, they still couldn't reach a conclusion, and the sky was already starting to brighten slightly.

"Yawn~ That's enough for now, Mimi will be getting up soon, and it's possible to be found out if we go back." Aya stretched lazily.

"Well..." Tiran nodded, thinking it would be best not to let Mimi know about this. He jumped off the bed but then turned back and asked, "By the way, why do I feel like we forgot something?"

"What?" Aya was puzzled.

"I can't remember either... um, where's Chirp? Wasn't she sleeping next to you just now?"

Aya suddenly realized that Chirp had gone missing since she woke up. She hadn't noticed it all this time.

"Chirp? Dad? Mom?"

At that moment, a soft voice came from the corner of the room.

A little girl with animal ears crawled out from the shadow, with messy hair and sleepy eyes.

Wait, she vaguely recalled tossing something nearby when she was half-asleep, and it hit Tiran...

Suddenly, she became worried about this child's future.