Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

"Do you know heaven? It's the place where kind people go after they die. There's no worry, no disease, and of course, no death. I think true believers should never place their happiness in heaven after death. God's teachings should be for us to make this earth like heaven. Now I have the power to deny death. This must be a divine oracle, right? God told me that I should do it and erase death from the world."

"But you obviously only denied them death, and did not allow them to obtain eternal life. I have just told you that you are not saving them, but only preventing them from returning to dust and being freed from the pain of death."

"I will save everyone."

Sister Alice remained unshaken. Angelica felt that rather than saying that Sister Alice was stubborn, it would be better to say that Sister Alice always believed that she was carrying out God's will.

"There is a demon who can grant wishes. It's called Acharya Ripto. If we can find that demon, all problems can be solved."

"Acharya Raptor? I don't recommend you make any attempts at summoning."

Angelica was not unfamiliar with this name. In fact, not long after she left the Misty Mountains, she met a girl who was ready for revenge and planned to summon the demon Acharia Ripto. However, the summoning ceremony of the demon Acharia Ripto could not be successfully performed by a half-baked magician, so it naturally ended in failure.

"There's no need to summon it—it's already been released."

"Eh?"

Angelica received unexpected information from Sister Alice.

"It was probably a long time ago. A vampire who had fallen into madness appeared in the Principality of Valsdro, where the famous Santa Barbara Girls' Academy was located. In fact, he was driven crazy by the demon Acharia Raptor. I think it was used to test the demon Acharia Raptor's ability."

Since Angelica had revealed her true race, Sister Alice no longer had to hide it.

"Because he and I are of the same race... at least we used to be, so I also went to the Principality of Valsdro and decided to pray for my former kin. In the ashes of that kin, I found traces of the demon Acharya Ripto that I had been looking for."

"..."

Angelica was very familiar with the vampires of the Principality of Valsdro, as that was where the "magic" hero Antoinette lived. The vampires of the Principality of Valsdro directly caused the death of Antoinette's brother Louis, and prompted Antoinette to use her magical talents to change the curse of Hades and create the illusion that her brother Louis was still alive.

Speaking of which, when Angelica just analyzed that Sister Alice had also changed the curse of Hades, she was somewhat confused. The curse of Hades was not something that was easy to change. It was too much of a coincidence that two descendants of the heroes could change the curse at the same time.

"Excuse me, do you know a girl named Antoinette in Valsdro?"

"Huh? You know Antoinette too? She's a good kid, and she listens to sermons carefully."

However, if it all passed through the hands of the same person, everything can be explained.

Should we say that everything has its own cause, or is this a small world? The descendants of the Hero of Art and the Hero of Blade actually know each other, but Antoinette probably doesn't know the true identity of Sister Alice. As Sister Alice said, Antoinette is a good child. If she knew, she would have told Angelica that she knew the whereabouts of the Hero of Blade.

"...The demon Acharya Raptor is a very dangerous guy. Although it has the ability to fulfill wishes, the way it is fulfilled is not what you imagine."

To describe it in terms of what Angelica is familiar with, the demon Achariah Ripto is similar to the Holy Grail that has been contaminated by black mud. It always tends to realize wishes in very strange ways. For example, if you wish for world peace, the demon Achariah Ripto's conclusion will be to destroy all living things in the world in order to achieve world peace.

"That's because the demon Acharya Raptor is a bad kid. When I see it, I will give it the right faith and lead it onto the right path."

"You're going to preach to the devil?"

"In my opinion, there is no meaning in any racial distinction in the world. The only valuable thing is whether or not we have true faith. With the same faith, we are all people created by God. If the demons accept the true faith, they are our brothers and sisters."

No matter how Angelica thought about it, she felt that Sister Alice's thinking was really different from that of ordinary people. Although she was not originally a human, the contrast seemed even more serious for a vampire to have such a strong belief.

What an interesting person.

Angelica had an idea, not one of approval nor disgust, but simply felt that Sister Alice was very unique.

"By the way, you are not an ordinary child, right? You tasted my blood and analyzed its components, and you could tell at a glance that I am a vampire. Who are you?"

"You've said so much without even knowing who the other person is. You're really a thick-skinned person."

"Because my ideal is not something that can be hidden from the public."

Sister Alice said with a smile that she firmly believed that all her pursuits were correct, so even if she didn't know Angelica's true identity, Sister Alice would tell her everything.

"I am a witch. The Black Witch Angelica."

Sister Alice's eyes widened.

The church's attitude towards witches was far from friendly, but Angelica was very interested in what Sister Alice's attitude would be.

"You are indeed a devout believer!"

"Huh? What on earth is this groundless statement?"

"Angelica... Angel! Angel! It's a typical name blessed by God!"

Sister Alice's eyes sparkled, and she was genuinely happy for Angelica. She seemed to have completely ignored the fact that Angelica was a witch, and was completely immersed in the joy of Angelica's religious name.

Angelica held her forehead helplessly, but Sister Alice's understanding was actually correct. To be honest, her name did come from the church, because Angelica was a child raised by the church, and the St. Barbara Girls' School where she later enrolled was also funded by the church.

"So, getting back to the point, can I assume that you have no intention of joining other descendants of heroes to fight against the God of the Underworld?"

284 Miss Witch's Collection

"The Hades is a fictitious false god. There is no need for me to fight against a non-existent god."

Sister Alice is stubborn. To be fair, it is rare to find someone who insists that gods are fictional, but Sister Alice happens to be one of them. Her fanatical beliefs prompt her to firmly believe that all gods except the one she believes in are fake.

It seems that there is no way to successfully persuade her to fight against Hades.

"Since you don't want to, then I can't do anything about it."

Angelica did not insist, and Anna was slightly confused. She knew that the master attached great importance to finding the descendants of the hero.

"It's almost tea time, Anna."

Angelica suddenly said this and took out the tea set from her storage space. Anna didn't know what Angelica was going to do, but generally speaking, the tea set for afternoon tea should be prepared by the maid, and there was no reason to occupy the master's precious private space.

But Anna did not ask her host's intention, she skillfully began to prepare afternoon tea.

Seeing this, Sister Alice decided to pray again. Whenever she arrived at the holy land, Sister Alice was accustomed to praying for a long time in the holy land, hoping that the divine light would purify her soul through prayer.

However, Sister Alice suddenly noticed something - the teacup in Angelica's hand.

In terms of shape, it is far from a teacup and more like a wine glass. However, its antique gold exterior and intricately carved patterns show that it definitely has an extraordinary origin.

“Th-that is…?!”

"what happened?"

"The Holy Grail! That must be the Holy Grail!"

The Holy Grail also exists in the world of swords and magic, but the concept of the Holy Grail is a wine cup used by saints. People often believe that it is blessed by God and therefore regard it as a holy object.

"It's actually a counterfeit Holy Grail."

“That’s… not right!”

Sister Alice even stamped her feet like a tantrum-throwing girlfriend, looking extremely anxious.

“I swear in the name of God, the Holy Grail in your hand is most likely the real thing! The color, quality, and appearance, from every angle it is far beyond the range of imitations… Wow…”

Sister Alice covered her face and screamed as if she had seen a ghost in a haunted house. Anna didn't listen to Sister Alice's explanation at all and poured the tea into the holy grail in Angelica's hand.

Angelica took a sip gracefully, and Sister Alice's eyes went dark, and she almost fainted.

"How dare you desecrate a sacred object like this..."

"I told you it was a knockoff."

"No! It's absolutely true... Please give it to me!"

Sister Alice was even about to rush forward to snatch it without saying a word, but Anna decisively stopped Sister Alice.

"Sister, please respect yourself. You don't want to commit the sin of robbery in this sacred temple, do you?"

"Wow... Miss Angel, the holy objects should be handed over to the church and kept by the church."

Sister Alice hesitated for a moment and felt that what Anna said made sense. Moreover, she really believed that Angelica was a sister with a faithful faith, so she should not use violence.

"Ms. Angel? I like this name."

Angelica smiled happily. There was a saying that her name Angelica came from an angel, so it was believed that it was a name given by the church. As to whether it was true or not, Angelica was not interested in exploring, but she thought that she completely fit the impression of an angel, beautiful and holy.

"If Miss Alice were my friend, I would be so happy that I would give you a replica of the Holy Grail as a gift, right?"

"Really, really?!"

"I mean, if we are friends, this is the first time we've met, right?"

"But we are all sisters who believe in the Lord..."

"One thing is another thing."

Angelica rejected Sister Alice with a smile. That innocent smile made people believe that she had never had any bad thoughts.

Sister Alice fell into deep thought. Angelica was unwilling to hand over the Holy Grail... What should she do? She was sure that the Holy Grail in Angelica's hand was genuine. If she could not hand it over to the church, Sister Alice would not be able to sleep at night. Although night was day for the vampires, Sister Alice had reversed her biological clock purely by faith and adjusted it to be consistent with humans.

If you are a friend, I would like to give it to you as a gift.

Angelica's magic voice lingered in Sister Alice's ears... Yes, she firmly believed that it was a counterfeit, so as long as she could become friends with her, she would have a chance to get the Holy Grail through gift giving.

That being said, Sister Alice felt tormented inside because she approached someone with impure intentions, as if her soul had been labeled as guilty.

Ahhh... Lord, please forgive me, a sinner. I just wanted to recover the holy things...

"Can I ask you something... where are you going after you complete your pilgrimage? We are in a foreign land, so we should help each other."

"Our plan is to go to the south of the Spirit Island."

After finding Sister Alice, the descendant of the "Blade" hero, Angelica's main target for coming to the Elf Island is basically the descendants of the "Bow" hero, about whom there is currently no clue. Of course, if there is time, Angelica would like to reunite with her old friends... old friends, and her old friends are basically southern elves.

"Great, I'm also going to the south of the Elf Island."

"Oh? Really? Aren't you going to preach in the north of the Elf Island first?"

"It doesn't matter where we go first. I'm not lying, I'm really planning to go to the south of the Elf Island."

It's just that the order is reversed. Well, I'm not lying, I'm not lying...

Sister Alice tried to excuse herself in her heart. Strictly speaking, a nun who swore to devote her life to God could not lie. However, it was obvious that Sister Alice had her own flexible moral standards, otherwise she would have no way of hiding her identity as a vampire.

Seeing Sister Alice trying so hard to create the atmosphere that it seemed like we were just passing by, Angelica's mouth curled up slightly.

Hooked.

In fact, Sister Alice's judgment was not wrong. What Angelica took out was indeed the real Holy Grail. Of course, it did not have the function of fulfilling any wishes. It just met the church's definition of the Holy Grail: a wine glass used and blessed by saints. Its collection value is greater than its actual use.

The witch once traveled all over the world. She was not actually an avid collector, but over the long years, there were still many treasures in her collection room. It was natural that there were occasionally a few holy objects from the perspective of the church.

"In that case, please give me your guidance during the next few days on the Spirit Island."

285 [The Witch and the Eternal Spirit]

What is it like to live with a devout fanatic? Angelica thinks she has a lot of say. When she was studying at the St. Barbara Girls' Academy, many girls were believers because the school itself had a religious background.

Angelica had no interest in religion, but she did not dislike it. On the contrary, she thought it was very interesting to tease girls who were serious about religion. The human body was always more honest than the mouth. When one was hungry, no matter how much one said that he did not want to eat, the stomach would still make a merciless call.

This was exactly the case with Miss Victoria whom Angelica had known before. Sister Alice was even better than her. She lived a very disciplined life. Every day, she would get up to pray before Angelica woke up, and she would go to bed on time at night. She was the kind of model student that teachers in school loved to praise.

so……

It would be fun to tease.

After leaving St. Johnston, the group, led by Angelica and Anna, embarked on a journey south from the north of the Spirit Island.

"Miss Alice is an orthodox clergyman, right?"

“Yes, I consecrate myself to God, body and soul.”

Angelica and Sister Alice chatted naturally on the way. When talking about her identity as a nun, Sister Alice felt proud from the bottom of her heart and even puffed out her chest a little arrogantly. Because Sister Alice's nun's clothes were not very celibate, this action further highlighted her plump bust.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt it wasn't a proper nun's uniform... Especially the abdomen, where I could vaguely see the outline of my belly button, which was really... But Angelica wouldn't remind Sister Alice, she liked it very much.

“Are clergy members obliged to listen to the confessions of lost people?”

"Strictly speaking, that is the job of the priest... But a monk who is truly devoted to God will never turn a blind eye to a lamb that has lost its way."

Sister Alice gently extended her hand, and a holy light seemed to emanate from behind her.

"If Miss Angel wants to confess, I am willing to listen to your troubles."

"It's not my problem, it's a friend of mine. She has been troubled by something, so she confided in me, but I couldn't help her. If she could get some guidance, she would definitely not continue to be confused."

Sister Alice smiled slightly and asked, "The friend you are talking about, are you referring to yourself?"

Although judging by her appearance, Sister Alice looks like a person with big breasts and no brains, she does know a thing or two about the art of language. In fact, she has listened to the confessions of many people before. Many people who are too embarrassed to talk about the content of their confessions would use the excuse of "I have a friend", but in fact this friend is fictional, and the protagonist in the confession is the confessor himself.

Sister Alice would not reveal it. There is an unwritten rule in confession in the church, which is that no matter how outrageous the content of the confession is, it is not allowed to tell anyone, even if the other person is a criminal. According to the logic of the church, the sinner's confession is confession to God, and the priest is nothing more than God's agent on earth. Alice is a nun, not a priest, but how could she, who is devout in faith, break the rules?

"Please speak to me, and the merciful Lord will show your friend the way."