So I'm a sheep.

"No, senior! If you rush out like this, you'll never be able to face being an angel again!"

"Calm down and listen to me!" the little girl shouted.

"..."

"Phew, senior, don't worry about it so much."

Why insist on distinguishing between good and bad people? Can't people be neither good nor bad?

Sofia tilted her head and pondered for a while, then suddenly clapped her hands with great joy.

"This is it, this is it!"

"Not good, not bad... but fantastic!"

The archangel relaxed completely: "Sasha, I've been making trouble for myself all along."

"Why distinguish between good people and bad people? Why not just leave it at that? Making such a clear distinction only creates more trouble."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"..."

Sasha released Sophia's thigh, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, Sasha. We haven't prayed to our Lord yet today."

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"Sophia, did you two have a fight inside?"

After the two archangels came out, Andrew said with a displeased look, "Just now, someone finally wanted to come to our church to admire the glory of the goddess, but you scared them away in an instant."

"We didn't argue."

Sophia seemed to be in a good mood: "Father Andrew, I just realized something."

"I've already said I'm not a priest!"

“Listen to me, Father Andrew.”

“I used to think you were a nice guy, but that’s not true.”

"Of course not, I'm a really good person."

"no no no"

Sophia said earnestly, "Father Andrew, you are neither a good person nor a bad person. You are just an ordinary believer."

"Sophia, what exactly are you trying to say?"

What I want to say is that I won't bring you food anymore.

"What!?"

Volume 1: Chapter 149 I'm Not Serving You Anymore

"Why are you suddenly going back on your word about what we agreed on?"

Andrew glared at Sophia: "Angels can't break their promises!"

“Father, you asked me to bring you food.”

The archangel said seriously, "This is a matter of helping out; there's no question of trust or distrust."

"Uh, so why did you suddenly decide not to help?"

Andrew became anxious: "Anyway, breakfast is unlimited where you are, so why not take it? It's just a convenient thing!"

“Father, you are not a good person.”

"Varied......"

"I'll help bring food to good people, but I won't help those who aren't good people."

"..."

Andrew's face flushed red, and he stared intently at the archangel.

Sofia didn't back down; she opened her eyes wide and glared back.

"You, Sophia, now that a new helper has arrived, you're already burning bridges?"

"I've been here for twenty-three years, you bastard!"

Andrew threw the rag on the ground and pointed at Sophia's nose, cursing loudly.

Do you know how difficult these past twenty-three years have been for me?

"The angels who come here don't care about this or that; they're all hands-off managers!"

"Playing the role of a part-time priest, cleaner, carpenter, accountant, and flyer distributor..."

"Should I be doing these things? Huh? Huh!"

After being yelled at by Andrew, Sophia's momentum faltered.

She said dryly, "You, you don't have to do it. The angels won't force you to do these things."

"You make it sound so easy!"

Andrew looked up to the sky and sighed, "If I don't do it, who will? What would you angels do!"

"It's been over twenty years. If I hadn't been struggling to keep things afloat, would you still want two churches now?"

"They've all closed down long ago, not a single one left!"

"God, Father, please calm down..."

"I am not a priest!"

Andrew took off his priest's robe and shoved it into the hands of the bewildered Sophia.

"Although I maintain two churches, I receive a meager subsidy from the religious order. But, yes!"

"But you angels cannot take my efforts for granted, you cannot be without gratitude!"

"Is it too much for me to only eat one meal a day without paying? It's too much!"

"That's not an exaggeration at all..."

Andrew took a deep breath and said coldly, "I'm going to tell you angels today that I'm not going to serve you anymore!"

After saying that, Mr. Andrew slammed the door and left.

"..."

"........"

"Sen, senior."

"kindness"

Should we give chase?

Yes, yes.

After the two archangels ran out of the church, Andrew had disappeared without a trace.

“Sasha…”

Sofia's voice trembled with tears: "What should we do? Father Andrew has run away."

"Senior, do you know his home address?"

"It's written in the little notebook!"

Sofia hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's grab the notebook and take a taxi to the priest's house."

"Wait a minute, senior. I don't think it's appropriate to go now."

"Eh"

"Think about it, Mr. Andrew must be furious right now."

"If we go to his house right away, he will most likely kick us out."

"Besides, he might not go home right away."

The little girl suggested, "Let's wait a couple of days and let Mr. Andrew calm down. Some things can't be rushed."

"Well"

Sophia looked dejected: "That's all we can do."

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"Senior, please tie your letter to it as well."

The little girl placed the packed gift box in front of Sophia: "Snap out of it, senior, stop daydreaming."

"..."

"senior!"

"Huh? The teleportation array is open for free three times a month. If you exceed the limit, you need to spend merit points to use it."

"Your senior has accumulated quite a lot of merits, Sasha, feel free to use them as you like."

"Forehead"

"Senior, please tie the letter to the gift box and remember to label it."

"Since they're all being sent to the Star Legion anyway, this way we can save one teleportation opportunity."

"it is good"

"...Still thinking about Mr. Andrew?"

"Sasha, what if Father Andrew refuses to come back?" Sophia was very depressed.

"Mr. Andrew ran away in a fit of anger, he must have felt wronged."

"As long as we address the root cause, we're not afraid he won't come back."

"Oh!"