Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1209 The Discovery of the Donkey-Headed Man
This person... this angel has really come at the worst possible time.

Feeling the gaze from the donkey and horse duo, Leon, who had almost successfully "turned" the angel into a frenzy, could only curse his bad luck and stop trying to persuade the female angel, releasing her will that had been trapped in her dream.

Having escaped the nightmare of the Virgin Mary embracing the devil, the female angel, whose faith had nearly collapsed and who had fallen into demonic possession, finally stopped the transformation. She stiffly accepted the transfer order, glanced at it, and then nodded, her face pale.

"Understood. Once these lost souls are delivered to the Nurturing Nest..."

"can not wait!"

After interrupting the female angel, the male angel who had come to requisition manpower frowned and said:

"Archangel Mia, the transfer order clearly states that the Oathweaver Bureau is severely understaffed and almost at a standstill. This transfer must be carried out immediately!"

This……

Hearing the messenger angel's commanding tone, the female angel bit her lip and then couldn't help but glance in Leon's direction.

As one of the cores of the Pure Land, the importance of the Oath-Weaving Hall is beyond doubt. Under normal circumstances, I should of course immediately carry out the transfer order. But now there is a human of unknown origin with extremely strong strength, who seems to be "on the same level" as the Holy Mother. How can such a dangerous person be brought to the Oath-Weaving Hall?

If one refuses the transfer order, one will inevitably have to explain the reasons, which will inevitably expose the other party's identity. Although this person is currently behaving in a friendly manner, who knows if he will suddenly attack and kill all the lost people and angels after his identity is exposed?

"Moo? (This... officer?)"

Feeling that his identity would be exposed if the female angel continued to stare at him like that, Leon had no choice but to continue pretending to be a lost soul, awkwardly addressing the angel who had come to deliver the message, and then cautiously began:

"Moo moo moo moo moo... (Most of us lost souls are beasts from the Shepherd's Plains, and our temperament is relatively... fierce, so only I and a few winged people who didn't change rooms were able to get the blue tag. May I ask...)"

"The number of people doesn't matter, as many as can go!"

In stark contrast to the kind and gentle demeanor of the angels they had encountered before, the messenger angel's face was tense, and his expression brooked no refusal:
"There are still plenty of people who can go to the Nest of Nurturing. Right now, we must prioritize ensuring the smooth operation of the Oathweaver... Archangel Mia, please carry out the order!"

"OK……"

After several intense internal struggles, the female angel ultimately dared not directly expose Leon's identity when faced with a mysterious person who could easily pull her into a dream and seemed as powerful as the White Mother.

After silently praying for the Holy Mother's blessing, the female angel had no choice but to grit her teeth and accept the order. She led Leon and several other winged people who also wore blue tags out of the group and headed towards the Oath-Weaving Hall along the thick threads of light that could be seen everywhere in the pure white land.

……

Is this the place of the oath?

As the female angels and their companions stepped onto the thick "light network" that served as the passageway and headed towards the Oath-Weaving Hall, the Horse-Headed Lady couldn't help but take a deep breath, a hint of hesitation appearing in her dark horse eyes.

Judging from the conversation between the two high-ranking angels, there's a high probability that this Oathweaver has serious problems. Perhaps the secret of the Pure White Virgin Mary is hidden there. I should try to follow her, but if I do, what about this donkey beside me...?

"What do you see me doing?"

Upon receiving the horse-headed lady's gaze, the donkey-headed man, abandoning his previous persistent fawning, raised his hoof and pointed at the light network, reminding her:
"Now it's time to catch up! Isn't this what we came here for?"

"?! ...
"How did you..."

"You have such a strong spiritual scent about you. I've been smelling you for over a week. How could I not know who you are?"

After giving the horse-headed woman a silly grin with his mouth still covered in hay, the donkey-headed man's black fur suddenly darkened, quickly losing all its color and turning into a pitch black even deeper than the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, clusters of star-like spots of light emerged one after another from its empty fur, flowing outwards like a pool of molten starlight, instantly "flooding" a large area around it, leaving only a small patch of space at the edge of the horse-headed lady's feet.

So... you already guessed my identity?
As the flesh-and-blood body gradually faded away, transforming into a pool of flowing starlight, revealing the donkey-headed creature's original form as an astral being, the horse-headed lady couldn't help but question with a hint of annoyance:
"Now that you know who I am, what have you been doing these past few days? Is it fun to play with me?"

"Um...not bad?"

After blinking his donkey-like eyes, which reflected the starry sky, the Star Lord, now free of his shrill braying, grinned, revealing his only remaining white front teeth, and said with a grin:

"Your expression, clearly disgusted but forced to patiently appease me for fear of being discovered, was quite amusing. But that's not the point. The real point is the angels' reaction... How about we talk as we walk?"

As the donkey-headed man inquired, the surrounding starry sky rapidly expanded and solidified, transforming into the original form of the donkey and horse combination. Even the horse-headed lady's awkward expression of utter disgust but forced compliance was vividly reproduced.

"..."

If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off disguising myself as a winged person...

After glancing at the other version of herself replicated by the donkey-headed man, the horse-headed lady sighed helplessly. She then cooperated by expanding her mental domain, erasing their existence from everyone's consciousness. With an unfriendly expression, she stepped onto the light network that served as a path and chased after the place of the oath-weaving.

"number 11."

After catching up and calling out to the Horse-Headed Lady, the Star Lord, still sporting a donkey's head, grinned and said:

"Although that boring ultimate mission forces the fourteen of us to be wary of each other, we are still of the same race. You don't have to be so cold to me, do you?"

"..."

"If you don't want to talk to me because I messed with you before, then I can apologize to you... Besides, I wasn't entirely messing with you."

After winking mischievously with his donkey-like eyes, the Star Lord smiled at the horse-headed lady with a dark face:

"In my eyes, you are indeed a stunningly beautiful woman right now. If neither you nor I were descendants of the Root, I might actually try to pursue you, after all, my original self..."

"We've already wasted a lot of time, let's get straight to the point."

Interrupting the donkey-headed man's rambling, the horse-headed woman said expressionlessly:

"From the moment you arrived at the ward, you've been causing trouble for those angels, even repeatedly provoking them and testing their limits of patience... What exactly did you discover about them?"

(End of this chapter)