Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1213 The Descent of the Holy Mother
how come……

Upon hearing Leon's deduction about the situation at the Oathweaver, the female angel felt a sudden tightness in her chest, and her vision blurred with stars. She only managed to avoid collapsing by clinging to the slowly drifting threads of light beside her.

By rescuing the lost, we cultivate goodwill, and then extract that goodwill from the lost and distribute it to all the angels, in order to maintain the purity and kindness of the Pure Land.
Holy Mother above... So that means all those people I saved in the past were ultimately sent into these cocoons of light, becoming... material to maintain everyone's kindness?!

"If you can't stand, stay here and wait for me."

Leon tugged at the swaying female angel beside him, helping her to stand up with difficulty. Then, he squinted at the cocoon of light at the bottom of the Oathweaver's Chamber and said:

"Those were just my guesses, and they may not be the whole truth. I need to check them again."

"..."

Yes, yes, yes! The situation... may not be as it appears to us!
Having regained hope from Leon's words, the female angel trembled slightly, finally regaining a bit of vitality, and hurriedly followed after him.

These are all just speculations right now. The situation might not be as we think. Perhaps Her Majesty...she has her own reasons? Or perhaps these lost souls weren't...

"Kick!"

A crisp cracking sound came from below. The female angel looked in the direction of the sound and found that several of the light cocoons at the very bottom of the Oathweaver's House had suddenly cracked open... No, what cracked were not the light threads that made up the cocoons, but the lost souls inside the cocoons whose faces were not visible!
"This……"

"That must be why you suddenly received the transfer order."

Leon strode towards the cracked cocoons of light, touched the lifeless shells inside, then withdrew his hand and said expressionlessly:
"This batch of Lost Ones, who are arranged at the bottom, should be the 'oldest' among the remaining Lost Ones. They have been drained by these light threads and need to be replaced by new 'materials' as soon as possible."

Hmm... my guess just now was indeed not very accurate. Simply distributing "good" to all angels cannot eliminate the "evil" they themselves generate. So what your Holy Mother is doing is actually a clever substitution.

You angels linked by the threads of light, the evil thoughts that arise in your hearts will not enter your souls, but will be directly exchanged into the bodies of these lost souls through these threads of light that connect the Oathweaver, exchanging your evil thoughts for their good intentions.

Once the goodwill within them is emptied, and the accumulated malice overflows their souls, solidifying to the point that even their bodies cannot withstand it, these lost souls will be torn apart and fall by the malice. Then, all the cocoons of light will slide down in sequence, making room for the top layer, and new lost souls will be added to fill the void.

"?!!!"

Upon hearing this, the female angel trembled and asked in a trembling voice:
"You...you mean to say..."

"What I mean is that it's now basically certain that your Pure White Mother is only white on the outside, but her heart is probably completely black."

Through the large cracks in the shell, Leon glanced at the shattered, lost soul's dark interior, then looked down at the black pit at the bottom of the Oathweaver's Lair, before turning back to ask:

"Where does this pit connect to?"

"what?"

"After the Lost Ones are completely shattered, these fragments of evil mixed with their souls and wills will fall into the pit below."

After glancing at the somewhat dazed female angel, Leon patiently explained:

“Those black fragments of the body, filled with the thick malice exchanged from countless hearts, could not have simply disappeared; they must have undergone some kind of treatment… What does this pit below lead to? Or rather, what lies below the Oath-Weaving Hall?”

Below the Oath Weaver… After repeating Leon’s words to herself, the female angel answered, her body trembling with cold:

"It is the [Dome of Atonement] that grants redemption to sinners, and the [Immaculate Hall] that cleanses impurity and defilement..."

"What exactly do you mean by redemption and cleansing?"

"Redemption...is the purification of those entangled in sin through the burning of holy light; cleansing is...is the removal of those tainted by sin..."

"Alright, that's enough."

Even redemption starts with burning people at the stake, burning them clean first. So, the purge must be even more thorough, probably starting with reducing bones to ashes.

After shaking his head slightly, Leon observed the lost souls inside the cocoon of light, then waved his hand and tore off a portion of the light threads, pulling out those who could still be saved one by one from the cocoon.

At the very moment when a large number of light filaments broke, a will that was quite familiar to both Lyon and the other descended instantly. The surrounding pure white light filaments abandoned all the lost ones and surged toward the top of the Oathweaver's Hall like living things, twisting and intertwining to form a giant eye that gently looked toward the two of them.

"number 3."

Her pure white eyes, composed of filaments of light, turned slightly, glancing at Leon looking up at her. Then, in a voice tinged with helplessness, befitting the pure white Mother of God, she spoke:

"We meet again... I didn't expect to keep it from you forever, but didn't you find out a little too quickly?"

"It's alright, this time it's considered slow."

After casually replying, Leon squinted at the pure white Madonna above and said expressionlessly:

"Actually, you acted quite well. I almost believed you. But what is acted out is not real. No matter how well you act, you are just a hypocritical, fake saint. Naturally, you will be exposed as soon as you are exposed."

"Is that what you think?"

The Pure White Virgin Mary blinked, then smiled and asked in return:

“I’ve heard a lot about you from others. Don’t you also want to transform this world, turning it from a cruel and wicked place into a harmonious and beautiful paradise? Isn’t the paradise I created kind and beautiful enough?”

Indeed, the Pure Land is a beautiful place, filled with benevolent angels, where no evil or malice can be found. Even the best future world I imagine is far inferior in this respect.

Unfortunately, what's fake is still fake. The beauty of a pure white paradise is built on ugliness. This fake, dirty stuff is not the kind of beauty I want... But there's no need to tell a madman like you all this.

"Mia, my child."

Seeing that Leon glanced at her and then immediately shut down, showing no intention of communicating, the Pure White Mother turned her eyes to the female angel beside Leon, her bright white gaze carrying a hint of sadness as she asked:

"You brought Number 3 to the Oath-Weaving Hall, and you didn't greet me as you used to... So you want to betray me and side with him?"

"I……"

(End of this chapter)