So I'm a sheep.

"This is my task, there's nothing hard about it."

"Okay, that's all. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Ah, wait!"

Wood quickly stepped in front of the little girl: "Archbishop Julian entrusted you to me, so it is my responsibility to take good care of you."

"How about this, since you're going to inspect the villages, I'll go with you!"

“Lord Wood, if we go to those villages together, we won’t be able to see the true state of the villages on a daily basis.”

The little girl was both amused and exasperated. Wood was the supreme ruler of the Duchy of Nist, and what would happen if he went with her?

'I can conceal my wings, and I can make sure Wood is unrecognizable. Working together isn't impossible.'

'But wouldn't that be asking for trouble?'

"Lady Sasha, I haven't properly entertained you yet."

"No, I must go with you!"

Wood's inexplicable persistence made the little girl even more certain that he had ulterior motives towards her. In fact, Sasha not only felt that Wood was suspicious, but she also found Archbishop Julian very suspicious.

'As an archbishop, isn't his line of faith a bit too thin?'

The little girl had already used her faith vision to see when she arrived, and Wood and the princess were obviously unbelievers.

Archbishop Julian, the real power holder of the Church of the Stars, had a faith in the goddess that was only superficial.

'However, we can't condemn the Church of the Stars in this world just because Julian's piety isn't high enough.'

'Perhaps, apart from the lack of piety among those in power, the Church of the Stars is quite good in every other aspect.'

“Lord Wood, it’s not realistic for you to follow me all the way, but your enthusiasm has touched me.”

The little girl said with a smile, "I've decided to postpone my mission to investigate the church and do my own things first."

"I won't hesitate to trouble you during this time."

"Haha, no problem, no problem."

Wood readily agreed: "No matter how difficult it is, I will help!"

“It’s not a difficult thing for you.”

The little girl said, "I want to borrow a large piece of land, a very fertile one, the kind that's suitable for farming."

"I also need some farm tools. Well, it would be best to find some villagers to guide me at the beginning."

Wood grew increasingly confused. He looked at the little girl with a puzzled expression and asked, "Lady Sasha, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to plant all the vegetables and fruits in the sack in this world."

"..."

You, an angel, have come to our world to farm? Have you got nothing better to do?

"Lady Sasha, this kind of thing can be left to the servants, why bother..."

“Lord Wood, this is a very important matter to me.”

The little girl said earnestly, "Please do me this favor."

"Hmm, okay."

Wood rubbed his forehead: "I'll allocate a piece of land in a nearby village for you. You can farm during the day and stay here at night?"

"That's too much trouble. I can just stay at a villager's house."

"This way... will work too."

"However, Lady Sasha, I will come to visit you often."

"Don't find me annoying then, hahaha."

Volume 1: Chapter 89 Saints

"The angel is farming again!"

"The angel was covered in sweat and looked like he was about to faint."

"Maybe she's too fat?"

"Shh, be careful the angel hears you and comes to your house to complain."

"Ah, the angel is sitting on the ground!"

"..."

Exhausted from dealing with those unruly children, the little girl struggled to the bucket.

'cuckoo'

Sasha buried her face in the bucket of water and drank it all in one gulp, only then did she feel like she was alive again.

I'm so tired, my back aches, my legs are cramping.

I can't swing the hoe anymore...

Lying on her back on the ground, the little girl felt she could no longer get up.

I never imagined that farming would be so difficult without the aid of miracles.

Compared to this, copying thick volumes is a much easier and more enjoyable task.

'Unfortunately, the Druid's Heart of Nature is too mysterious; even the Light of Miracles can't help me cheat.'

'otherwise......'

'...'

'No, no way, Sasha! When did you become a useless angel who tries to cheat at the slightest difficulty?'

'Phew, this is also a good opportunity to hone my mind and body.'

'Come on, get up, get up!'

Although Sasha tried desperately to get up, her plump body completely defied her will and showed no reaction whatsoever.

"Lord Angel!"

The little girl sensed someone running towards them: "You can't lie here, it's so hot, you'll get heatstroke."

"I'll carry you up, my angel, let's go cool off under the shade of a tree."

That person was very strong; even carrying a plump little girl on his back was effortless for him.

"Wow, he's carrying it on his back! He's carrying it on his back!"

"No wonder she's Aran, who goes up the mountain to chop wood every day."

"A woman with super strength! A woman with super strength!"

"The angel needs to rest, so please stop making noise!"

"I'm angry"

"Run!"

The children's voices gradually faded away, and the little girl leaned against the tree and soon drifted off to sleep.

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

"My angel, you're awake!"

A cheerful voice rang in her ears. The little girl turned her head and saw a girl with a rustic-looking braid staring at her nervously.

"You are......"

The girl looked familiar; she must be from this village.

“My angel, I am Aran.”

"I saw you lying on the ground and was worried you might get heatstroke, so I took the liberty of carrying you here."

"Ah Ran, thank you."

The little girl smiled at her: "The adults in this village are afraid of me, and the children never dare to get too close."

"Aran, you are the first person here to help me."

"Your Excellency, everyone respects you. It's just that the people here are a bit shy, so..."

"Oh, it's so late already. I'm going to get scolded if I don't go back soon."

"My angel, I will come to see you again tomorrow!"

Aran bowed to the little girl, then turned around, picked up a large bundle of firewood, and ran towards the village.

He suddenly ran away.

I haven't properly thanked her yet.

The little girl stood up, holding onto the tree. She shouted to Aran, "Come visit me tomorrow, and I'll give you something delicious to eat!"

"..."

The next day, after Sasha had exhausted herself watering the fields, she finally saw the girl with the braided hair who had helped her the day before.

"Aran, what happened to your face?"

She was fine yesterday, but today Aran has several bruises on her face.

It's alright.

Aran said, slightly out of breath, "I worked very quickly today, and now I have some free time to chat with you."

"You were hit?" the little girl asked, frowning.

“I got home late yesterday and accidentally made my father angry.”

Aran said with a smile, "Father was just too worried about me, that's why he slapped me. It was my fault."

"..."

This doesn't seem like the level of a slap.