So I'm a sheep.

"The little sidekick is a giant tornado that spans the heavens and the earth; she is the wind!"

"Scroll color?"

"Blue"

"Blue..."

Rococo nodded: "It's a bit unexpected that the little follower has so much potential. Sasha, aren't you close to her? Now you can latch onto her coattails."

"Well, my relationship with her is just so-so."

"That's your opinion, but she doesn't think so."

After chuckling for a while, Rococo asked, "Is the class monitor's scroll also cyan?"

"No, she is golden."

"..."

Rococo's expression immediately turned serious: "Golden?"

"kindness"

'This is terrible! Now many high-ranking angels will definitely be eyeing the class monitor. I need to keep my distance from her even more.'

Having made up her mind, Rococo resumed her smiling expression.

"Sasha, what about you?"

"You seem a little listless, but not completely dejected. Judging by your appearance, your scroll is orange too, right?"

Volume 1: Chapter 003 A Little Secret

"Ugh"

Sasha sighed and took her scroll out of the drawer.

"Coco, you guessed wrong, it's not orange..."

"A gray, gray scroll?"

Rococo was shocked. As far as she knew, the most ordinary (worst) trial scrolls were white. What was the situation with her friend?

"Sasha, when you look in the mirror, does the Mirror of Origin change?"

"Have"

"What is your origin?" Rococo asked directly.

"Baa baa sheep"

"......ha?"

“That day when I looked in the mirror, a black goat appeared in the mirror. When Sasha spoke, the goat bleated.”

"Then, Lady Evelyn said—"

Mimicking the tone of a six-winged angel, Sasha said with a bitter face, "You are, a sheep!"

"puff"

"W-what?!"

Rococo laughed until tears streamed down her face: "If I had known something so interesting would happen, I would have been there no matter what."

Stop laughing!

Sasha suddenly pinned her down: "I'm so sad, and you're still laughing!"

"Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help it for a moment."

After the two little angels played around for a while, Rococo revealed a serious expression: "Sasha, no matter what, it's a good thing that the Mirror of Origin can reflect your origin."

"Eh~"

"Really, something is better than nothing."

"It would be terrible if you looked in the mirror and the mirror didn't change at all."

"There's such a thing?" Sasha asked curiously.

"Well, if the Mirror of Origin remains unchanged, it means that the little angel being tested has no potential."

"What if there's absolutely no potential...?"

Influenced by Rococo's solemn expression, Sasha became somewhat apprehensive.

"Nothing will happen."

Rococo shrugged: "After all, the Supreme Pantheon is a rather benevolent pantheon. Even useless angels who are good for nothing but eating and drinking can live out their remaining years happily."

"Phew, really, don't scare me."

"but!"

Rococo changed her tone: "Little angels don't live very long. If you, Sasha, have no potential and can't break through at all, I will be very sad."

“Coco…” The little girl was deeply moved.

"Well, thankfully it's not the worst-case scenario yet, but we can't be too optimistic."

Rococo hesitated for a moment before telling Sasha her guess: "There are very few little angels without potential. Under normal circumstances, little angels will get the white trial scroll."

"White represents the potential to have wings."

“Sasa, your gray scroll has never appeared before. My guess is that you have some potential, but you haven’t reached the point of breaking through to the wings.”

Hearing this, the little girl felt a pang of disappointment.

Coco, I want to be alone.

"Haha, don't be discouraged. It's not that we're afraid of having little potential, it's that we're afraid of having no potential at all!"

"As your best friend, I will lend you a hand."

"Huh? But even the Mirror of Origin..."

"How can a broken mirror determine your angelic destiny?"

Rococo said confidently, "If you lack potential, you can make up for it with opportunity! I dare not say much, but I am confident that I can help you break through to the Archangel (two-winged) level."

"Wow!"

Sasha's eyes sparkled: "Coco, can you really help me?"

"I'm super, super, amazing."

The little angel, head held high and chest puffed out, patted his best friend's shoulder with a rather domineering air: "Leave it to me!"

I always thought Coco knew a lot.

"That is"

"Coco looks so cool now!"

"Hahahaha"

"Coco is my hope!"

"Praise me more."

"..."

Sasha went on and on praising her friend, saying she was the best person in the world.

It's not all just praise; little angel Sasha genuinely thinks Rococo is an incredibly amazing angel.

Even though she doesn't pay attention in class just like me, Coco always gets full marks on every quiz, just like the class monitor.

She knows what the teacher has taught, and she also knows what the teacher hasn't taught.

Rococo even knows things that Professor Bernice doesn't!

"Sasha, you have to keep what I'm telling you today a secret."

After basking in her triumph for a while, Rococo cautioned, "Don't tell any other angels; this is our secret."

"Mmm," the little girl nodded repeatedly.

"Breakthroughs can't be rushed; I'll start preparing slowly for now."

"Sasha, go on your trip without worry."

"Travel, tourism?"

Seeing the little girl's confused expression, Rococo smiled and pointed to the dusty trial scroll in the corner of the bed: "Teacher Bernice hasn't told you yet? After tearing open your own trial scroll, it will randomly teleport you to a low-level world."

"You will be teleported back after you complete your trial mission."

"What if we can't complete the task?"

"How is that possible?"

Rococo comforted her, "The trial mission for the white scroll is very simple. Yours is probably just a formality."

Don't worry too much, I wish you a great time.

.................................................. ................

In the following days, Ms. Bernice patiently explained the trial.

Sasha stared out the window in a daze as usual. Bernice reminded her a few times, but seeing that Sasha didn't seem to care, she stopped bothering her.

Bernice's speculation was the same as Rococo's: the little angel Sasha was just going there to make a cameo appearance and there wouldn't be any real 'trials' waiting for her to complete.

To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter to Sasha if she doesn't attend classes now.

'Sasha's trial is very simple, and with the church of that world taking care of her, there won't be any problems.'

'Coco isn't participating in the trial either, the problem is the remaining three little ones...'

"Teacher!" the class monitor suddenly raised his hand.

"Ok?"

What does "giving up is also an option" mean?