So I'm a sheep.

The girl felt a little sad; if it weren't for helping her, Aran wouldn't have been beaten.

"Put the firewood down, squat down, and get closer."

Aran did as she was told and moved closer. The little girl's wet hands touched her face, and she suddenly felt a little itchy on the bruises.

"Okay, does it stop hurting now?"

"what"

A fleeting look of surprise crossed Aran's face: "My angel, thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore."

'The reaction seems a bit lukewarm.'

If this little girl were to demonstrate such skill in the Trial World, devout believers would immediately kneel down, and even non-believers would be shocked for quite some time.

But the rustic-looking girl in front of him accepted it without hesitation.

"Aran, have you ever encountered people with strange and unusual powers?"

Uncle Adelaide once said that there are wizards in this world of two feathers.

The girl with the braided hair thought about it carefully, but in the end she shook her head.

“My angel, Aran has never met anyone with strange powers. The people in the village are all ordinary people.”

"Hmm, just call me Sasha."

“You are the messenger of the goddess, so I can’t just call you ‘Sasa’ directly.”

Aran asked with a smile, "Is 'Lady Sasha' alright?"

"That works too."

"Aran, are you a follower of our Lord?"

The little girl's casual question, however, put Aran in a difficult position.

"Lady Sasha, I have great respect for the great goddess."

"But I only heard a priest preach twice when I was young, and I don't know if that counts as being a follower of the goddess."

Aran sighed: "My father always says I'm being ridiculous, and my friends often make fun of me about it."

"Sigh, if I were truly a believer in the goddess, I should pool my money to go to church to worship her."

"But to this day, I've never been there even once..."

You have to pay money to worship the goddess? The little girl silently made a mental note of the Starry Night Church.

Seeing Aran's dejected look, Sasha quickly comforted her, "Whether you are a believer or not is not for others to decide. As long as you sincerely believe in our Lord, you are a qualified believer!"

Lady Sasha

The little girl's words deeply moved Aran, but she still couldn't quite let it go: "But I, but I've never made any contribution to the goddess, I've never worshipped the goddess."

"You should forget about that strange notion that you have to pay money to worship someone to be considered a believer, Aran."

"Let me take a look..."

The little girl opened her vision of faith and saw that all the angels were stunned.

It's as thick as a pillar.

It's still a light gold color!

Sasha is now an angel with common sense; she remembers that if the pillar of faith is golden, then it means one is a saint.

If it's a pale gold color...

The person standing in front of him, Aran, was actually a quasi-saint!?

Volume 1: Chapter 90 The Older Single Woman

"Never doubt your qualifications to be a believer just because you don't have money to go to church."

“My dear Aran, your devotion to the goddess is priceless.”

Upon receiving the angel's approval, Aran smiled with joy.

"Lady Sasha, you really are an angel."

Well, I am an angel after all.

Seeing the little girl looking at her strangely, Aran smiled and said, "I'm just an older village girl, but you've always been very kind to me, Lady Sasha."

“Grand Duke Wood is the master of this country, and when he came to see you, you didn’t seem to be trying to curry favor with him.”

“I will not distance myself from you because of my lowly status, nor will I fawn over you because of the power of the Duke of Wood.”

"Just as the priest said, in the eyes of angels, all mortals are equal."

"hey-hey"

The little girl was in a great mood after receiving sincere praise from a prospective saint.

"Only an angel like you, Lady Sasha, could receive the goddess's favor and be chosen as an 'envoy,'" Aran said with a sigh.

"Ok?"

The little girl's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

"Only exceptionally outstanding angels can descend upon the Duchy of Nister... Lady Sasha, is something amiss?"

"Although I should be considered a relatively excellent angel, what you said is incorrect."

With Uncle Adelaide's permission, any archangel from the Star Legion can descend upon this world.

"what?"

Aran looked bewildered: "Did I remember wrong? That's exactly what the priest said."

"Oh, what did that priest say?"

"The priest said that only angels who are exceptionally powerful and favored by the goddess can descend to earth."

Aran glanced at the little girl secretly: "Ordinary angels can only serve goddesses for their entire lives and have no chance to descend to the mortal realm."

"..."

“Aran, let me tell you about us angels.”

After a moment of silence, the little girl smiled again.

“We angels are generally hatched from eggs, but a few angels, like you humans, are born from the union of male and female angels.”

"Serving the goddess is the greatest honor for us, while descending into many worlds is just a common occurrence."

"Ah, besides the Heavenly Realm and our world, are there other worlds?" Aran's eyes widened.

"certainly"

"Lady Sasha, have you... have you been to other worlds?"

"Not only did I go there, I also saved that world!" the little girl said proudly.

Without a shred of doubt in Sasha's words, Aran's gaze immediately turned to one of reverence.

"Sasha, the angel who saves the world, you truly are an amazing angel!"

"Ha, ha, ha, it's alright."

"Lady Sasha, could you tell me about that world?"

"No problem, that's a super adventure."

"but......"

The little girl looked up at the sky: "I'll tell you about my big adventure tomorrow."

"Aran, go home early. Don't get beaten by your father for coming home late today."

"kindness"

Aran nodded, looking very reluctant to leave.

"Let's talk tomorrow. I'll be here for a long time."

The little girl took out a few candies from her pocket: "Here, these are some delicious treats I brought down from the upper realm. I'll share some with you."

"Uh, but..."

"Here you go, see you tomorrow!"

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Having a chat partner made farming less of a hardship.

Although she was still exhausted, Sasha had something to look forward to every day.

"Hold on a little longer, we'll rest when Aran arrives."

'It's already afternoon, let's water the plants a little more, Aran will be back soon.'

The little girl was sweating profusely as she carried buckets of water.

"Wow, the angel is so strong."

"No, it's not true. Even carrying a bucket of water makes it wobble. The adults in the village never wobble when carrying buckets of water."

"But the angel is still young! Try lifting that full bucket yourself, you definitely won't be able to," one of the mischievous kids retorted.

"Hmm, who said I couldn't lift it? Besides..."

"The angel may look young, but he may actually be quite old."

"Eh~"

"You guys, stop pointing fingers at me every day!"

The little girl put down the bucket and flew to the side of these naughty children.

"Flying, it's flying!"

"Hmph, of course I can fly. Do you think my wings are just decorations?"

"So fat, yet it actually flew!"