Just like that, Noirciel spent her last night in the Lower Realms. Although everything was a little out of line, she was happy from the bottom of her heart. Such emotions were foreign to her, but they were also precious.
Speaking of which, when she was an Archangel in the sky, she didn't encounter many happy things. On the contrary, after being tainted by Lulu's consciousness, she truly understood this emotion from the girl's memories and experienced it for herself.
"Phew … I didn't get to see Mia, and I didn't get to atone for my sins, but I still feel … regretful." Noirciel mumbled to herself in a room specially prepared for her. "I guess I'll have to find a way to atone for my sins when I return to the Lower Realms. Hopefully, Nehemiah's Apostle will be able to rescue Mia …"
"But … after I atone for my sins, can I still interact with them like this? No … no … "Noirciel shook her head, trying to push the dangerous thoughts out of her mind.
Suddenly, a knock came from the door. "Lady Noirciel, the ceremony is ready."
Noirciel hurried to open the door and saw Laeticia, dressed in formal attire, kneeling in front of the door, waiting for her. The entire corridor outside the door had been temporarily decorated in the church's holy style, extending all the way to the door. There was also a choir that had been put together at the last minute and had begun to sing hymns. The students of the seminary were the guest singers.
"The ceremony is a little shabby. Please forgive me," Laeticia said respectfully. Laeticia said respectfully. Even though the series of ceremonies to send the angels back to heaven had taken her an entire night and she hadn't slept a wink, the results were still far from the standard set in the ancient books. It couldn't be compared to the scale of the church at all. After all, there were only so many people in Da Xue.
However, Noirciel did not seem to mind. She humbled herself and helped Laeticia up. "Thank you," she said, "You are a person who has been blessed by the Almighty Lord. It is an honor for you to treat me, a sinner, in such a manner." Noirciel did not seem to mind Laeticia's actions at all.
Laeticia was taken aback by Noirciel's words. After Baiyi had found an excuse to send her away, she had been busy preparing for the ceremony, so she did not have the chance to interact with Noirciel. She did not know what had happened in the mansion last night, nor did she know that Noirciel was so easy to talk to.
"Oh … That's right …" Noirciel, who was about to walk out of the room and embark on her journey home, suddenly remembered something. She floated a little higher and gently rubbed against Laeticia's face. Then, she looked at her expectantly.
"Eh?!" Laeticia was even more surprised. What was going on? Why did the angel suddenly rub against me? Was this a popular etiquette in the Heaven Realm? Coincidentally the same as at home?
Noirciel saw that Laeticia was only in a daze and was a little anxious. She muttered something and moved closer. She stuck out her soft pink tongue and quickly licked Laeticia's face.
Laeticia was petrified, and her cheeks flushed. She did not see the interaction between the girls and Noirciel the night before, so her brain did not know how to process the situation.
When Noirciel saw that Laeticia was still not moving, she could not help but grumble, "Ugh … Why are you acting so shamelessly?"
Fortunately, Attie appeared at this critical moment. The Kitty Cat Maid was dressed to the nines, and it was clear that she had put in a lot of effort for the ceremony. In her hands were two small cloth bags filled with biscuits that she had baked early in the morning.
"Come on, come on, eat!" Attie quickly fed one of the biscuits to Noirciel, and the angel's face lit up with happiness. Laeticia, who was watching from the side, felt her world crumble. She quickly pulled Attie closer and whispered, "What did you do to Lord Angel?"
"Nothing special. It's just a normal welcome." Attie said as she threw a biscuit at Noirciel like she was feeding a small animal, and Noirciel cooperated and caught it with her mouth.
Laeticia was so angry that she almost cried. She grabbed Attie's little face with both hands. "I'll kill you!"
"Ouch, ouch! Come on, it hurts … "Attie broke free from Laeticia's hand and said righteously," Don't you realize that she's very happy now? What's wrong with that? Can't it be compared to the solemnity of the ceremony? "
Laeticia turned around and saw the expression on Noirciel's face. For a moment, she was speechless.
Just like that, the ceremony continued. Noirciel, accompanied by Attie and Laeticia, who were of the same status as her, slowly floated down the petal-filled corridor and arrived at the backyard of the old mansion. It had been temporarily turned into an open-air church, and flowers were everywhere. The Cleric was leading the students as a guest choir, and the Holy Knight was standing straight in front of a pile of magic puppets that had been painted silver to make the scene look as presentable as possible.
Although it was simple, it was very real.
Noirciel was very satisfied with everything. She turned around and looked at her new friends and the Voidwalkers, who were standing behind her to send her off. She said sincerely, "You are noble and holy. The gods will recognize you and protect you. I thank you, too. Thank you for putting a perfect end to my journey of atonement."
If it was the old Noirciel, she wouldn't have despised the simple ceremony, but she wouldn't have said something like that. Most importantly, after saying that, she took the initiative to get closer to Attie and Laeticia and rubbed her face against their cheeks. She didn't ask for the biscuits. Instead, she said in a serious tone, "I will always remember you. I hope we can meet again."
"Sigh …" Attie's heart sank. She quickly took out a bag of biscuits from her pocket and said, "Why don't you take these home and eat them?"
Noirciel shook her head and declined Attie's offer. Then, she spread her half-broken wings and flew into the sky with difficulty. She said to the crowd, "Everyone … Goodbye …"
A warm and natural smile blossomed on her face. It was the smile of an angel, but it was also the smile of an ordinary girl. It was cute and touching.
Then, her body began to glow with a golden light. The light gathered around her, forming a curtain of light that reached the sky. Everyone knew that this was her consciousness and power returning to the Heavenly Realm.
Laeticia gently touched the spot where Noirciel had rubbed against. She did not know why, but she felt a little resentful towards Baiyi. 'Why didn't I bring this kind and gentle angel back sooner? It was such a rare opportunity, but I didn't get to spend more time with her … '
'I hope I can meet you again in this life of mine. Next time, I will fulfill my duty and protect you …' Laeticia looked up at Noirciel's petite figure in the sky and made a vow in her heart.
She did not expect her vow to be fulfilled so quickly.
In the sky, Noirciel's half-broken wings suddenly shattered.
This was not a natural dissipation. Instead, it was as if an exquisite work of art had been violently smashed by someone, turning into specks of light of various sizes. The pillar of light beside her that pierced through the sky also disappeared. The previously clear sky was instantly filled with dark clouds. Even the rising sun was completely blocked, causing the entire world to darken.
Noirciel's body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, mercilessly crashing into the flowers around her.
This sudden change was beyond everyone's expectations. Laeticia was the first to realize that something had gone wrong, and she quickly rushed to Noirciel's location.
The Cleric Walker seemed to have understood something as well. He muttered to himself, "This … This is not a return … This is exile!"
At that moment, Noirciel was lying on the ground like a rag. This time, the fall was no longer protected by an invisible barrier like the last time. A stream of blood seeped out of her forehead, and there were shocking wounds on her slender arms and calves. Her white dress was also stained with flower petals …
It was as if she had been buried in a field of flowers.
"Lady Noirciel!" Laeticia cried out and rushed to Noirciel's side. She heard Noirciel's weak whimper. "Ugh … It hurts … Ugh … Why … Why can't I see anything?"
This heart-wrenching scene caused Laeticia to forget her so-called etiquette. She wanted to carry Noirciel, but just as she stretched out her hand, Noirciel's body suddenly spewed out a majestic divine power, pushing her to the ground far away.
"Oh no! Her body can't handle that much Divine Power! " The Cleric Walker said anxiously. He was on his way to Noirciel's house when he was blown away by the Divine Power.
At that moment, Noirciel had turned into an erupting volcano. Although her Divine Energy was not as destructive as magma, the wind pressure and shockwaves it created were destructive enough to destroy everything around her. Petals flew everywhere, and it was as if a violent storm was brewing. Even Baiyi's mansion was in danger of collapsing in this terrible storm.
Fortunately, there were not many people present, and the Archmage himself was there. When Noirciel suddenly fell from the sky, he sensed a strange wave of energy and prepared to cast a spell. At this time, he was waving the ordinary practice staff that he usually used to teach, maintaining a protective barrier that covered the people around him, preventing them from being swept away by the storm.
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