The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　The little guy's head was resting on her legs, sleeping peacefully, like a harmless kitten.

　Angels like them, who are infinitely close to gods, do not need sleep.

　Evelamis never sleeps. She always overlooks the mortal world under the sea of ​​stars and weaves destiny.

　But Aurora, like all creatures on earth, needs sleep, rest, and food.

　She is no different from a "human being".

　why?

　Ivramis didn't know.

　But she vaguely felt that the reason why she couldn't take action against Aurora seemed to be related to this incident.

　From all of this, Ivramis vaguely sensed some key point.

　She was aware of its existence but could not understand it.

　""

　It was another starry night, and Ivramis prepared a sumptuous dinner for Aurora.

　She can cook many dishes now. From the dreams provided by Aurora, Ivramis learned the cooking methods of humans.

　Aurora seemed to enjoy her cooking, even though Ivramis thought hers was terrible.

　Compared to the owners of those memories, the degree of restoration is less than one tenth...

　But Aurora just loved it.

　That night, after dinner, Aurora stretched out her arms and said:

　"Okay, little star, I'm going to sleep."

　"Good night."

　"it is good."

　Looking at Aurora lying on her legs, Ivramis raised her head and looked at the starry sky.

　Looking at the boundless starry sky, the divinity in her heart gradually faded, and something that did not exist before emerged.

　She thought of Orb, of Lucifer, of the children playing in the garden.

　These emotions were fleeting, and divinity surged up again, making Ivramis extremely calm.

　But the thing that ignited in that instant was like a flame, burning her heart briefly, and the residual heat was difficult to dissipate.

　Ivramis recalled her mission.

　All the creatures on Muguang Star are waiting for her.

　She should go back.

　Ivramis knew that she had to take the flower.

　She patted Aurora and said softly:

　"Aurora, wake up."

　"Well..."

　Aurora opened her eyes drowsily, looked up, and looked at the golden light in Ivramis's eyes.

　"what happened?"

　"I need to borrow your power to take the flower away," Ivramis asked calmly, "Is that okay?"

　"...Um?"

　Aurora stared at Ivramis blankly, her expression confused.

　"Take...take the flowers?"

　"Yes." Ivramis nodded.

　"Why...?"

　"This is my mission," said Ivramis. "This is my destiny."

　"Wha...ah?"

　Aurora couldn't believe that her good friend would actually make such a request!

　What she couldn't believe was that this guy actually asked politely before doing something bad?

　Is this a joke?

　"Are you serious?" Aurora whispered.

　"Yes," Ivramis nodded, "Is that okay?"

　"No!" Aurora refused. "Why should the flowers be taken away? What are you going to do with them?"

　"It's needed for the Saint's carrying ceremony," said Ivramis. "In short, I need flowers."

　"No."

　Aurora shook her head.

　"These flowers are not meant to carry anything for you. Although I don't understand what you are trying to do, this is wrong."

　"Ok."

　Ivramis nodded.

　Aurora didn't want to, but there was nothing she could do.

　She raised her head and looked at the starry sky, with six wings spread out behind her.

　If there is no success, I can only leave.

　"You...are leaving?"

　Aurora murmured as she looked at Ivramis's back.

　Ivramis turned around and nodded slightly to Aurora:

　"I failed, so I have to go back."

　"this..."

　Aurora is a little

　Not anymore.

　So, Evelamis came here to do bad things from the very beginning and to steal Xiaohua.

　Then when she decided to take action, she asked Aurora, but Aurora refused.

　Then she felt like a failure.

　I'm leaving.

　Are you...really here to do something bad?

　Is this...

　"But...that's not right..."

　Aurora was confused.

　Is this what bad people are like?

　But this isn't a good person either?

　This girl usually has no facial expression and is dull. She listens to whatever Aurora says and does whatever she says.

　Now that I think about it...she doesn't seem to have any personality...

　"You...don't do bad things?"

　Aurora looked at Ivramis in disbelief.

　"Bad thing?" Ivramis tilted her head.

　"Don't bad guys usually...take things away if they can't get them?"

　Aurora was speechless. She never thought that one day she would be teaching bad guys how to be bad guys.

　"You can't make sense of me. Shouldn't you start fighting next?"

　"beat...?"

　Ivramis frowned.

　Hmm...it seems like this...

　The concept of taking away the flower, in the context of the people of the nations, seems to mean "taking away against someone's will."

　What the Father said was, take the flower away.

　It should be taken away by force...

　But...

　Ivramis shook her head.

　She loved Aurora too much to resort to violence.

　"I don't want to hurt you," she said sincerely, "If you don't allow me and don't help me, I will return empty-handed."

　"what..."

　Aurora seemed to understand a little.

　Ivramis, an almost ethereal divinity surges from her.

　She was born this way, without any education or worldly experience. Unlike Aurora, she did not have any fragments of civilization's memory for her to learn from.

　She must have been used as a pawn by the bad guys.

　No, not a chess piece.

　She's more like...

　Marionette.

　"...Wait a minute, don't go, we can help you!"

　Aurora grabbed Ivramis's hand with a sincere look on her face.

　"You definitely don't want to do anything bad, right? If that's the case, then why let bad people control you?"

　"Bad guys...controlling me?"

　"Yes, you are so kind and don't seem like someone who would do bad things. You must have been taken advantage of by the bad guys."

　Aurora stood up and looked at Ivramis seriously:

　"Let's take you to see my sister, okay? I'll definitely be able to help you, no matter who that bad guy is!"

　"Help...me..."

　Ivramis was confused.

　Why help her?

　She was just doing her job.

　Help... Only people who are in trouble and can't solve it on their own need help, right?

　If she wanted to help her, Aurora should have given her the flowers, right?

　In this logic that Ivramis could not understand, there seemed to be something else emerging.

　"Who told you to take these flowers?" Aurora asked. "Don't worry, we will help you."

　"help..."

　Under the night sky, Ivramis stared at Aurora's bloodshot eyes.

　For some unknown reason, she said:

　"Yes...Father God..."

　"His name is... The Painter of Strings."