After leaving the Morning Sun Flower Sea, Maggie was in a daze the whole way.
She eventually agreed to witness Nesser's coming-of-age ceremony, but she found it hard to accept that Nesser was about to become an adult elf, so she declined his further invitations and chose to return alone.
Her soft, adorable little elf cub is about to grow into something super big, and the mother's heart is breaking.
Maggie was lost in her thoughts and didn't notice the subtle changes in her surroundings. The path beneath her feet blurred for a moment, and even the trees around her seemed to distort and change before returning to normal.
Suddenly, an elven child rushed out from the front, heading straight for Maggie and crashing into her.
"Hmm!"
The child was small enough not to knock Maggie down, but instead fell back down and landed on his bottom.
The impact brought Maggie back to reality. She looked down and saw the elf cub clutching its forehead, looking at her pitifully. For a moment, she hallucinated Nesser.
They were probably chasing and playing around when they didn't notice someone in front of them and accidentally bumped into her.
Maggie's expression softened, and she bent down and reached out to help the elf cub up.
Her attention was focused on the elf child, so she didn't notice that the surrounding environment distorted for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had changed.
Just as she and the elf child were about to touch, a succubus orb appeared in front of Maggie.
The succubus ball, full of menacing force, slapped the elf child's hand with the tip of its heart-shaped tail, its tone fierce.
"An archangel! How dare you shamelessly pretend to be young? You can fool others, but you can't fool me!"
Maggie's hand froze in mid-air. She looked stiffly at the succubus ball, then at the innocent-looking elven child sitting on the ground, her mind racing.
Archangel?
How did that absolutely lawful and neutral angel end up here?
And why would someone deliberately pretend to be from another race to test her? Logically speaking, she doesn't have that level of value.
In the comic's storyline, angels are portrayed as beings who can disguise themselves as any race, serving as guardians of the balance of races and order on the continent of Coral, forever watching over this land.
Once the balance is broken, he will appear in the world and step in to help maintain it.
Behind every change of era, their presence is felt. Once a certain race becomes too powerful, the angels' defense mechanism is triggered, and a correction mode is activated.
Logically speaking, the God Era should perfectly meet their requirements for 'balance,' so why did they still appear and even target her?
Maggie's mind raced with conflicting emotions, but she calmly withdrew her hand without uttering a word.
You could say she simply didn't dare to speak.
Since the two people in front of her were both big shots, she didn't dare to provoke them at all, and didn't even dare to have a little bit of scheming, for fear of being seen through.
"Stop pretending. Even if you angels are planning something, I will not allow you to touch my son's contractor."
The succubus ball flapped its two small wings, watching the elf child who was pretending not to understand and looking at Maggie with longing.
If she were in human form now, she would definitely be craning her neck, arms crossed, with an expression that says, "I've seen right through you."
A few more minutes passed, and finally, seeing that Maggie was not moving, the elf child's expression began to slowly disappear, until finally he was expressionless, like a robot that had been restored to its factory settings, his eyes becoming cold and inorganic.
"..."
The next second, in Maggie's sight, the originally cute elf cub instantly transformed into a slender human figure, namely the Archangel El.
The young man's face was devoid of any superfluous emotion, possessing a sacred yet unreal quality. His pure white eyes radiated a seven-colored halo, like a rainbow created by sunlight passing through a prism.
The halo above his head proclaimed his identity, and snow-white wings lay dormant on either side of his body. Occasionally, white feathers would drift down, but the moment they touched the ground, they would dissipate into magic and disappear.
"Succubus Philomona, it seems you haven't learned your lesson from being sealed away yet."
His voice had a naturally detached, almost apathetic quality, like a black-and-white gray room—lifeless and emotionless, no different from a cold, running program on a computer.
However, in Maggie's eyes, angels are undoubtedly programs.
Although there is no concept of God on the continent of Coral, it is unknown who gave the angels the command to maintain order and stability.
Maggie was also curious about the reason when she was reading the comics.
Philomona, however, was not angered by Archangel El's mockery. Instead, in front of Maggie, she transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman with a sexy and hot figure, covered only by a few pieces of fabric.
From Maggie's perspective, you can see Philomona's long, straight, snow-white legs, with a leather leg ring that digs into her flesh, and a weapon that looks like a dagger attached to the side.
A head of long, wavy black hair cascaded down her back, covering her bare, beautiful back.
She has a full bust but a slender waist, a classic S-shape, which not only conforms to human aesthetics but should also conform to the aesthetics of all races.
Even without seeing her face, one can imagine how beautiful she is.
"That's none of your business. Hell is not under the jurisdiction of angels."
Philomona chuckled, seemingly about to say something, but after looking at El's face, she licked her lips and gave El a suggestive look from head to toe.
"However, as a succubus, I don't think I've ever slept with an angel. I really want to know if the rumors that angels have no desires are true."
As she spoke, her expression was ambiguous, but the seriousness in her eyes was genuine, indicating that she truly intended to do so.
Maggie, standing behind Philomona, felt a complex mix of emotions upon hearing her words.
Although I knew succubi had no morals, it was still a bit too much for a demon to want to sleep with an angel.
Or is it that Filomona simply enjoys seeking thrills?
"You can give it a try."
El's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't received Philomona's gaze, and his tone was completely unwavering.
Angels are naturally able to control demons. For angels, if a succubus tries to seduce them, it's basically the same as giving away their quota.
Before the demon can even seduce the person, he'll probably be burned to death by the angel's power.
“I don’t care about the angel’s plans and I won’t get involved, but she can’t. If you want to do something, you can find someone else. This girl is mine, and I’ll protect her.”
Philomona suppressed her smile and finally issued a warning to El.
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