The next day, the High Priest woke up Noirciel, who was snoring softly. This time, the High Priest was not surprised. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief. Noirciel might have been a little haughty when she first descended, but after spending two days on the clock tower, she had become more like a human girl. Although it was only a small change …
The Pope and the others could not accept or forgive such a change. It was not in accordance with the Church's teachings, the High Priest's imagination, and the High Priest's expectations of angels.
"I hope you will receive your salvation," the High Priest said in a low voice. He took a step forward and woke Noirciel.
"Hmm? Time's up? "Noirciel asked, a little groggily.
"Yes, Lady Noirciel." The High Priest prostrated himself on the floor and said respectfully. This was the correct way to talk to an angel. No matter how strange Noirciel was, she was still an angel from the heavens.
"If possible, please take a ride in the carriage we prepared for you," the High Priest said.
"Okay." Noirciel replied in a very easygoing manner. Her face was brimming with obvious excitement and curiosity. She looked like a little girl riding in a carriage for the first time.
Although the so-called carriage was lavishly decorated, it was actually a beautiful cage. The cage was covered with all kinds of shielding spells, specifically designed to block out Noirciel's surging Divine Energy. According to the Pope's plan, they wanted Noirciel to suddenly launch an attack from inside the carriage, catching Baiyi off guard.
The High Priest, who was responsible for communicating with Noirciel, entered the carriage as well. The carriage buzzed along the way until it was almost noon. Noirciel was quiet the whole way, and she only stared silently at the carriage window. However, the window was completely sealed, and she could not see anything.
The High Priest pondered on how to approach the angel, who had not received the treatment she deserved, but he could not think of a suitable way to start a conversation. In the end, he reluctantly said, "Lady Noirciel, I hope you can forgive the Pope for everything he has done. He is merely upholding his own principles of justice and dogma …"
Noirciel was taken aback. She replied calmly, "I am a sinner. I have no right to forgive anyone."
'Is this forgiveness? Or had he not forgiven her? Before the High Priest could think about it, a Crusader knocked on the door and said in a low voice, "Your Holiness, we've detected a high energy signature ahead. The demon is coming."
"They really came … Quickly inform the Lord Saint and get ready for battle!" The Great Priest quickly ordered.
Although the Church didn't like Noirciel at all, they wouldn't treat her as inferior cannon fodder. She was accompanied by a saint who was proficient in the Word of God and fifty Saint Samurai as the executioners of this Feast at Hongmen. Noirciel's sudden attack was the cup that was thrown out.
According to the estimation of the Church's own combat power, an angel and a Saint Samurai who had received the blessing of the Word of God, no matter how strong the evil demon was, would fall into a bitter battle and even suffer heavy injuries! All the Church needed to do was to summon a normal angel to reap the life of the evil demon. After that, the evil demon's henchmen would be eliminated, and the world would return to peace and purity.
The plan was perfect, but the Great Priest was the first to doubt that it would work. Out of all the traps laid out by the nobles, the evil demon had chosen this place — a remote hunting ground for nobles. A Marquis had invited the evil demon under the pretext of hunting. The evil demon had accepted the invitation not because it was stupid, but because it had come prepared.
Just as the Great Priest had predicted, Baiyi did not come alone. There were four of them, at least on the surface. One of them was the Charlatan, the Charlatan, who had planned to cooperate with Baiyi to lure the angel away.
"Lady Noirciel, please be careful. If you can't do it, you can always escape …" The Great Priest was still trying to persuade Noirciel. He could not bear to see the angel that he had worked so hard to summon fall victim to the evil demon.
Noirciel, however, did not seem to appreciate his good intentions. She did not even pay attention to what he was saying. Instead, she looked in the direction that Baiyi had come from. Suddenly, she spread her half-winged wings, broke through the carriage's cage, and flew in that direction.
"Quick! Go and help Lady Noirciel! "The Great Priest yelled at the warriors who had come with him.
At this moment, the warriors, including the saint, didn't rush to move. Instead, they stared blankly at Noirciel who was swaying in the sky. Due to the Church's lockdown on information, they didn't even know that the person in the carriage was an angel?! The warriors, who had not even had the time to kowtow to Noirciel, realized that she was about to fall from the sky.
Fortunately, Noirciel had learned her lesson when she fell from the sky. She did not dare to fly too high. She only flew a little higher, and although she stumbled like a toddler learning to walk, she did not fall from the sky.
Now, when Baiyi flew down from the sky, she could only look up at him.
According to the Church's Tome, the only beings that angels could look up to were the Gods, who were high above them.
Together with the three Voidwalkers behind him, Baiyi slowly descended to the same height as Noirciel. He was the first to greet her. "Yo, it seems like we meet again?" Noirciel nodded.
"Yes, Apostle of Nehemiah. It's been a long time, but we meet again," Noirciel replied. Noirciel replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, confirming her identity. Right now, she didn't look like the young lady who sat on the top of the clock tower, staring blankly and snoring. Instead, she had transformed back into the aloof and holy Archangel.
"Please allow me to greet you and the God of Time on behalf of Lord Nehemiah, esteemed Archangel," Noirciel replied in a tone that was neither obsequious nor overbearing.
These words were actually quite risky, and they could easily be seen through because no one knew who Nehemiah was, nor did they know if his apostles should greet people like this. But according to the Charlatan's words, no matter how good a swindler was, no matter how exquisite a swindler's skills were, every word they said carried the risk of being seen through. They just had to think of a way to salvage the situation.
However, Noirciel did not notice anything amiss. "I'm sorry, but I'm no longer an Archangel. I'm no longer a sinner, and I can't return the favor on behalf of my Lord. Please forgive me." Noirciel's eyes lit up.
Baiyi realized that the excuse he had prepared was useless, so he asked, "What happened?"
Noirciel was taken aback, and Baiyi thought that he was being too hasty. Then, she said, "It seems that Lord Nehemiah did not tell you about my unbearable past. I have been punished for using my authority, and I have not been able to maintain the purity of my heart. Thus, I have not been pardoned nor redeemed …" She raised the amorous necklace in front of her chest and looked up at Baiyi.
Even though her eyes were covered by a white cloth, Baiyi could still sense the resentment in her eyes.
"Is it because you brought me back?" Baiyi asked in a low voice.
Noirciel nodded, a little aggrieved.
'It's just as I thought. That stupid angel doesn't have the authority to alter time,' Baiyi thought to himself. Noirciel's punishment was similar to how police on Earth would shoot a suspect without a trial. When she realized that she was the culprit behind the Anomaly, she used the Time God's Authority to send Baiyi back to Earth. That was how she ended up with the Love Collar. She should have been furious, but instead, her tone was filled with resentment and resentment.
'Looks like Nehemiah's background is not to be underestimated.' Even the former Archangel did not dare to vent his anger on a fake Apostle.
However, since the situation was favorable to him, Baiyi quickly went with the flow and said, "Alright, I'm sorry about this, but this is all Lord Nehemiah's will. He did not tell me the reason, so I can't explain it to you. I can only apologize in the human way. If it's possible, would you like to come with me and give me some time to make up for it?"
If this stupid angel nodded, Baiyi would take her home, feed her well, and slowly drain her dry!
Yes, he was talking about squeezing her out of her remaining value, nothing else.
Noirciel shook her head and said in a serious tone, "I don't have much time. I have something important to do. Ah! Oh! " She suddenly seemed to have recalled some key details, and her voice became a little excited. She quickly asked, "I remember … No! Lulu remembered you! You're Mia's father, right? Do you know where she is? I really want to see her! No, no, Lulu really wants to see her! "
'Is this angel suffering from a split personality disorder? What kind of nonsense is she spouting? What does this have to do with Little Mia? ' Baiyi wondered. The angel seemed to have noticed his confusion, so she explained, "Lulu's consciousness has been merged with mine for too long, and she has affected me greatly. My mind is no longer pure and untainted, and because of this, I cannot be redeemed."
"Is that so?" Baiyi fished out a kitten plushie from his pocket.
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