So I'm a sheep.

I was originally a sheep. (Full text by: Joyful Bell)

Introduction:

Reborn as a happy little angel, Sasha awakens a strange sheep power.

In the Trial World, I punch demons; in the Knight World, I judge the fallen church.

In the Zerg world, I build shelters; in the Arcane world, I overthrow corrupt empires.

Angels sing for me, and demons bow down to me;

Do you think I am the light of dawn, the king of angels?

actually......

I'm a silly sheep!

Volume 1: Chapter 001 Little Angel Sasha

"Even though a year has passed, I still feel very uncomfortable every time I see myself now."

A little girl of about nine years old squatted by the stream, staring at her reflection in the clear water, Sasha was slightly dazed.

Smooth, black hair; mysterious black eyes...

Why is it black?

Even though I wasn't like this in my past life, all the little angels had blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Sasha!"

In the distance, a little girl about the same age as Sasha ran towards them.

Why are you still here?

Slightly out of breath, the girl looked around and asked, "Where's Coco? Where did she hide?"

"Class monitor, where here can we hide an angel?" Sasha said with a grin.

"That's not necessarily true. Last time, the two of you suddenly popped out of the stream and gave me quite a fright!"

The class monitor looked resentful. Last time, those two troublemakers were lying flat in the stream with straws in their mouths, and suddenly jumped out when he walked over...

"There really wasn't a prank."

Sasha stepped aside so that the class monitor could check behind her.

"Huh, he's really not here, but weren't you always inseparable?"

We're usually together, but not today.

"Where did that guy go?!"

Seeing the class monitor's anxious expression, Sasha couldn't help but ask, "Have you looked anywhere else? Maybe she's hiding in her room or the classroom."

"We've searched everywhere, but we can't find it."

The squad leader pursed his lips, his once spirited face now filled with worry.

"Never mind her, let's go!"

The class monitor grabbed Sasha's hand and stormed off.

"The teacher emphasized it so many times yesterday, but that guy just ignored it. It's really too much!"

"And you, Sasha."

"what?"

"If I don't come, are you planning to cause trouble and not show up on time?"

"Injustice!"

Sasha shook her head repeatedly: "Class monitor, I was going to leave right away even if you didn't come. Today's test is very important to our little angels. I know how important it is."

"is it?"

The class monitor glanced at Sasha with some suspicion, then started rambling on again.

Sigh, I remember the class monitor wasn't this long-winded before.

Sasha sighed inwardly, forced to bear the consequences of her own actions.

Soon, the two little ones arrived at the meeting point that the teacher had designated the day before.

"elder sister!"

A girl who looked about 70% like the class monitor ran over, looked around, and asked curiously, "Where's Coco?"

Not found

"Eh"

Upon hearing this, the younger sister immediately became anxious: "Sasha, hurry and find Coco! Time is almost up!"

"I'm helpless this time either."

"Ha, you don't know where that guy went?"

Then, the last little guy came over.

She said with a disbelieving look, "Didn't you see how anxious the little follower is? Don't play tricks on her now."

"Young Miss, I really don't know where Coco went."

Sasha said helplessly, "Besides, I've never had a little follower."

That's true.

The young lady nodded. Although Sasha was a troublemaker, she had always been very kind to the class monitor's little follower and had never bullied her.

"Oh no, the teacher is already here, Coco will be late..."

Sasha looked up and, sure enough, saw two figures descending from the sky.

On the left is their teacher, the archangel Bernice, and on the right is an unfamiliar six-winged angel.

"One more person is needed. Who hasn't arrived yet?"

The six-winged angel spoke in a calm tone, but Sasha couldn't help but shudder.

Bernice's former boss seems to be angry...

"My lord, Rococo has not arrived yet."

"One of the two naughty kids you mentioned yesterday?"

"Yes, it is."

Bernice, under immense pressure, said, "She's probably still sleeping in, leaving her subordinates..."

"You don't even cherish this opportunity yourself, yet you're still speaking up for her?"

The six-winged angel frowned: "Let's not wait for her, let's begin now."

Bernice hesitated, but as a small lake appeared out of nowhere in front of the little angels, she could only sigh and swallow her words.

"Let's do them one by one in order."

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Bernice

As all the little angels cautiously made their way to the center of the lake, Evelyn advised, "You've applied for the use of the Mirror of Origin for every batch of little angels. All the merits you've accumulated over the years, as well as the deep bonds you've built within the legion, are almost completely depleted."

"Why go to such lengths? In my opinion, your 'self-sacrifice' is rather pathological."

"My lord... Commander Evelyn"

Bernice said quietly, "I have no future anymore. I only hope that my students can fly higher and go further."

"..."

Evelyn remained silent as she gazed at Bernice's two pairs of charred wings.

"Ah, it's starting!"

In the middle of the lake, the young lady excitedly touched the large mirror that suddenly rose from the bottom of the lake.

A flame appeared in the mirror, burning brighter and brighter, until the little guy even felt the mirror surface getting slightly hot.

"You are fire!"

As Evelyn's voice rang out, an orange scroll appeared in the flames within the mirror.

"Take your trial scroll, next."

Holding the orange scroll she had taken from the mirror, the young lady retreated with a look of excitement on her face.

"Go, little helper!"

The little guy gave Sasha a grateful smile in response to her encouragement.

"Come on, keep it up! Don't let Sasha and your sister down."

Trembling with fear, I placed my hand on the mirror, and soon, a gigantic tornado that seemed to stretch across the sky appeared in the mirror.

"Oh?"

Evelyn smiled; this little guy has quite a talent.

"You are the wind!"

After taking his own cyan scroll, the little follower walked happily to the young lady's side.

"I......"

"Humph!"

The young lady snorted and turned her head away, refusing to look at her.

'What?! My fire is so small, how come her wind is so strong!'

"Next"