"Hey? Another girl? Little Tiran seems to be really sinful..." Princess's bedroom, just back from the bathroom, Vivian pushed the door open and saw a golden-haired little Angel pitifully kneeling on the soft cushion by the bed, a big bump on her forehead, couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation.
What do you mean by 'another girl'?
Standing behind a single sofa helping Miss Tiran comb her long hair, Aya felt slightly offended.
"But, little Feizi, it's just great that you're back safely," Aya showed a relieved smile.
"Aya-senpai!"
Little Angel's eyes welled up with tears, wishing she could immediately stand up and hug Aya tightly.
In a way, she and Aya could be considered to have gone through thick and thin together. Both were abducted by that guy, Yuan, on one side, and Aya was thrown into the Broken Fairyland for a great adventure and was treated as the vessel of a divine being, while on the other side, little Angel had three-in-one holy spirits installed in her body to be ordered around...
"Who told you to get up? Shouting random phrases at midnight and bursting with holy light, even if I haven't slept, there are people resting in the castle! Reflect on yourself!"
The princess raised her hand, holding a long stick bread pointing right at little Angel's nose.
"Wuu!"
With a mournful cry, little Angel almost reflexively crouched down to protect her head, Tiran was fine, but mainly because the food-like weapon in her hand left a bit of a psychological shadow on her.
Although it looked like bread and smelled of wheat, why was it so hard? It broke through the protective holy light and sent little Angel tumbling down from the sky.
Of course, Tiran wouldn't tell her that she had slightly rearranged the atoms on the long stick bread using some rules, and in a short amount of time, there weren't many things in the world that could destroy the existence of this long stick bread.
As for why there was a long stick bread here...
"Actually, there's more than one, want to have a late-night snack?"
As she spoke, a gem on Tiran's ring shimmered, and a paper bag of similar bread appeared on the nearby table.
"Where did so many come from!"
"Well... preparing some emergency food before heading to East Land..." Tiran felt a bit embarrassed.
Although they were emergency rations, they were not really related to the category of food. After all, storage-type magitech devices opened up a vast space in the void, where time was completely still, so even storing perishable food was not a problem at all.
So buying this bag of bread was just a passing impulse when she was lured by the scent of the bakery, and the memory of this long stick bread also reminded Tiran of some familiar memories...
"Although it's a bit hard, heating it up and spreading some butter with bacon or ham is still delicious."
Still clueless, pale-faced little Angel stared at the long stick bread in Tiran's hand. It's actually food? Sob...Lady Sister, the human world is truly terrifying. Although there is delicious food, some food items are insanely strong...
Being able to eat something like this, is this Tiran truly a witch from somewhere?
"Umm... let it go, tonight I ate too much, and eating these before bed will make me gain weight."
Vivian gracefully declined, stretched her body lazily like a cat, and then softly lay down on the bed, amusingly looking at little Angel on the floor.
Is this the little Angel mentioned before? Truly worthy of serving directly under the gods, so adorable. Even her eyelashes are golden and so long... Hmm, can't resist, like a doll, I... I want to dress her up.
In the blink of an eye, little Angel had already been treated as a doll and played with in the Queen's mind, and little Angel also noticed Vivian's gaze, shaking twice as much.
Tiran's mom? No wonder she looks so similar... and her gaze is also similar to this princess, seems quite dangerous... Aya-senpai, save me...
...
Outside the castle at the same time.
"Did you see that, just now?"
"Yeah... I was thinking, maybe we should just turn back?"
Johannes leaned against a tree, covering his face with a sigh, his eyes hollow and vacant.
"So, that was really an Angel?" Sullivan also took a sharp breath, his stomach which was already quite uncomfortable from eating Vivian's pancakes felt even worse.
"It certainly is, the purity and intensity of that holy light, and it's probably the one I summoned in the capital," Johannes nodded solemnly.
When he summoned the Holy Rank Angel to beat the Silver War Maiden, he was full of confidence, and never imagined that after more than half a year, this was how things would turn out.
Your opponents are the legendary hero, Silver War Maiden, with formidable combat record and the dragon with high physical and magic resistance, along with a Holy Rank Angel, and you are just a barely stepping into the eighth level Theurg, your teammate is a holy knight with a small iron sword, and both of you have been weakened with at least a twenty-four-hour debuff from consuming unknown substances.
"Playing with nothing!"
Johannes threw a piece of soap on the ground.
After venting his frustrations, he still needed to think of a plan. If they were to just turn back, not to mention how their teacher would handle them, without Heinrich, the veteran holy knight, assisting them, it would be difficult for the teacher to suppress the opposition from the Spirit Hiding Sect using the power of the Holy Knights, and the outcome would definitely lead the church into a state of divided confrontation.
"Do we need to sneak in?"
Sullivan looked at the outline of the castle not far away. For them, their only advantage was in the shadows - if Vivian accidentally sent them pancakes in the restaurant.
"But thinking of a way to distract those three Holy Rank beings and then abduct the queen alone, can we really do that?"
Even if he stuck his head in the toilet, he couldn't figure out a suitable solution. It seems better to sneak in first and then figure out a way to seize the opportunity.
"If only your ability could induce illusions on Holy Rank beings...”
“That's something I can do.” Sullivan snapped his fingers.
“Really? That's quite difficult!”
With a long sigh, Johannes suddenly froze, “What did you just say? You can do it?!”
"Yes, my ability is different from regular illusion spells. It's not about enveloping the target in an 'illusion field' to trap them in a false reality but rather using a physical medium to shroud the illusion medium on the target. As long as the medium is chosen well, even a Holy Rank can be induced into an illusion."
Sullivan nodded in response to Johannes's skepticism, showing a confident expression.
To reintroduce, Sullivan Ilyugi, Holy Knight, but different from regular holy knights, his talents and abilities, besides swordsmanship, lean more towards the category of "Illusionary Arts" in divine arts.
