Just as Johannes was complaining about the narrow room, Princess and Aya were leaning on the terrace of a detached villa in the Golden Zone of the Academy City, looking at the stars with a melancholy expression on their faces. On the small round table beside them, there was an open bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.

"If Mr. Theurg saw this scene, he would definitely jump and curse. What the hell are you two so melancholic about? We all just arrived here, why is there such a big difference in treatment?"

"Still no contact? I'm so sleepy..." Aya couldn't hold on any longer and asked weakly, leaning her weight on the railing.

It was already the middle of the night, even if the stars were beautiful, they didn't have the energy to appreciate them. If it weren't for worrying about Xiaofeizi, Aya would have already curled up in bed and fallen asleep.

Although Xiaofeizi was a Holy Rank, her experience in dealing with people and things was only at the kindergarten level. It was not impossible for her to be sweet-talked away by someone.

"What the hell?" Suddenly, Tiran exclaimed, trying to control his voice but his tone still couldn't help but rise slightly.

"What happened?"

"I just got through to her, and Xiaofeizi told me she's taking a bath," Princess said with a dark face.

"So what? Even though it's a bit late, it's normal for Xiaofeizi to take a bath in the hotel outside," Aya rolled her eyes, relieved and stood up, stretching lazily. "Your exclamation almost made me think Xiaofeizi was being followed by some creepy old man."

"She's taking a bath with someone else," the Princess added softly.

"What the hell!" Aya's steps towards the room froze immediately.

"Just now you were talking about me," Tiran gloated and waved his hand comfortingly, "It's alright, it's alright, she's a girl."

"A girl... that's still a problem! What if she encounters someone like you... I mean, someone like Ballifuria, who is so carnivorous?"

"You're right... We should call her back as soon as possible," the Princess rubbed her chin and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

...

In the hotel room, Johannes stopped the communication with Vela, sat up straight on the bed, and just at that moment, the room door was pushed open.

"It's rare to see you spent so long on taking a bath," seeing Karina walk in, Johannes waved and greeted, but the smile on his face froze the next second.

Karina was not the only one who walked in, there was also a beautiful girl with long, golden hair behind her. Her soft long hair had a touch of moisture just like Karina's, obviously she had just finished her bath.

"What's the situation with this child?" Swallowing his saliva, Johannes tentatively asked.

Karina seemed to be in a good mood and directly sat on her own bed, "Hmm... she's someone I met in the bathhouse just now, we had a nice chat so I invited her to come over."

"Had a nice chat?" Johannes' expression was very strange. On the way to Milt, he had been trying to get close to this knight, who was sent to him by the Heinrichs, and had changed the subject countless times, but the response he got was always just an "oh" and an eye roll.

"Well, even though she's just a mortal, her devotion to the Lady Goddess is very pure, and I can sense the light within you. If you're willing, I am willing to form a friendship contract with you..."

The golden-haired girl had no trace of the reservedness of a guest, instead she looked at Karina with crossed arms, seeming quite satisfied.

"This child... has chuunibyou?" Johannes pointed at the golden-haired girl beside the door with a few black lines on his forehead, somewhat uncertain.

"Maybe a little..." Karina also seemed a little helpless. "But the aura this child has... you should also have sensed it, right?"

"Mm, a very pure aura of light." Johannes nodded firmly and then became curious again. "Where did you find her? If this child were from the church, she would have already been hailed as a saint."

"As for the other one... although she has an affinity for light, she always feels like she's hiding darkness, just like that guy..." Thinking of a certain princess, little Angel muttered to herself again.

"The bishop would be delighted if we brought her back to the church, wouldn't he?" Johannes grumbled quietly.

"At the very least, we should have her consent," Karina sighed, but she also seemed somewhat intrigued. "But it is rare to find someone with such a strong aura of light."

"Hey! Mortal! Are you even listening to me? And who has chuunibyou!" Angel, who had been ignored all this time, couldn't take it anymore and stepped forward, raising her voice.

"I didn't say anything wrong, did I? Normal people don't use terms like 'mortal'," Johannes shrugged and replied.

"I'm not a mortal to begin with!"

"Yes, yes, you're the messenger of the goddess, the savior of the world, the great Angel of light, right?" Theurg stretched lazily, using words to appease her like one would use for a child.

"Huh? How did you know... Although I've only heard of the past Saint-Chairs having such experiences of saving the world, I haven't experienced it myself..." Angel suddenly fell into a brief moment of speechlessness, silently categorizing the girl as someone with "terminal chuunibyou" and once again considering the idea of bringing this child back to the church... If the future saint was a chuunibyou... it feels like it could be the premise for a novel.

The young Theurg once again thought of the bishop's burly figure and his large, black staff.

It would be better to carefully consider this matter in the long run.

"Little sister, even if it's a joke, it's best not to say it like that. In the church, you would be treated as a delusional person," Karina raised a finger and earnestly reminded her.

"So annoying! I told you I'm Angel, I thought you all would figure it out. But thinking about it, mortals could never easily see through my disguise," Elfe muttered to herself, nodding repeatedly.

"... " Theurg and the female knight glanced at each other and then simultaneously covered their faces with a slap, their movements unusually in sync.

But in the next moment, the air in the room suddenly changed.

Compared to the knight who cultivated the holy chi, Johannes, as a Theurg, was more sensitive to the element of light. He was the first to perceive the sudden increase in the density of light elements in the air, quickly reaching a level that would only appear when casting large-scale light spells under normal circumstances.

This was just an ordinary room, how could something like this happen?

Could it be...

There was no need to sense anything anymore. A large amount of golden dust particles filled the air around the golden-haired girl, emitting a dazzling golden light. This was not the result of any spell, but simply the visible concentration of light elements in the air.

For someone like a Seraph Angel who had control over light second only to the goddess, gathering light to this degree was as simple as eating and breathing.

At the same time, pure white feathers appeared out of thin air, unfolding behind the girl, almost filling up this already small room. And in her golden pupils, the flames of holy fire flickered faintly.

"Hmph, now that you have witnessed my stance, you should believe, right?"

Little Angel raised her right hand, and in her palm, a golden flame appeared. Her face, illuminated by the fire, had a slightly proud expression, although not very obvious.

Speaking of which, she hadn't paid attention earlier when she first came down to the mortal world. It felt quite nice to be admired by mortals with eyes full of astonishment.

Dingling...

Suddenly, the voice of Angel's Holy Pact sounded in her mind again, immediately ruining her good mood of showing off in front of mortals.

"Now go back? Wait, why? Wasn't I supposed to be able to move freely? What? Forced summons? Damn it... you fellow! I'll go back then!"

Leaving behind a sigh of regret, Little Angel's figure instantly disappeared from the room, leaving only the scattered light particles that vanished after losing their head of Yuan.

...

As Little Angel was forcefully summoned back to the villa terrace, her expression was displeased. However, before she could even speak, Aya and Tiran rushed up to her and touched her all over.

"Hey! Rude person! What... what exactly do you want to do?! And Aya-senpai, why are you touching me too?"

"Of course I'm worried about you, Little Feizi! You are the person by Her Majesty the Goddess's side. How can you bathe with strangers? What if you encounter a cross-dressing pervert?"

"Hey hey, why do I feel like you're insinuating something about me? And who was it that made me do that kind of thing?" Aya retorted, but her hands didn't stop moving.

After carefully inspecting and confirming that Little Angel was unharmed, both Tiran and Aya let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto nearby chairs.

Finally freed from their clutches, Little Angel straightened her clothes that had been ruffled and frowned at the master and servant before her. "I already said it's fine... besides, how could a mortal hurt me?"

"Just in case, because even if something really happened, you would definitely not admit it with your personality..." Tiran chuckled, "By the way, you didn't reveal Angel's identity, right?"

"Uh!"

Little Angel suddenly coughed twice and stiffly turned her head to the side.

Seeing her reaction, Aya already knew what happened. Hmm, it's the same reaction she had when she did something bad to herself.

"Never mind..." the princess sighed helplessly and patted her own head, "Anyway, even if an ordinary person saw it, they would think it's just a dream, right?"

...

In the inn, Johannes and Karina had just recovered from the shock.

"I didn't see wrongly just now, right? That child was Angel?!"

"I... I saw it too, it shouldn't be fake." Karina pinched her own arm and looked at Johannes, "If it was Angel, then wasn't she summoned by you? Why didn't you recognize each other?"

"It was just a fortunate summoning using the fixed ritual from the Divine Punishment Holy Scripture. After she appeared, she probably didn't even spare a glance at me, how could I recognize her... and when she first appeared, she was a luminescent figure. If I had looked directly at her, I would have been blinded, let alone see her appearance."

"That makes sense... so what now..."

"The difficulty just got raised, huh," Johannes sighed, "That guy actually guessed right. Angel has been subdued... What kind of monster is that princess? The Crown Prince is simply weak!"

...

"Achoo!"

In the study of the Milanía Palace, Brad unexpectedly sneezed.

"What's going on? The weather isn't cold at all..."