Immediately, Valo got a firsthand look at what it meant to be a “woman like the wind”—in the blink of an eye, the Sister Superior in her indigo-blue uniform appeared before her and Anqi with a face as stern as an Asura’s.
Valo had no idea if the Sister Superior had sniffed out something amiss during the time she was being pinned down and gnawed on by Anqi.
In any case, this terrifying blonde female ghost seemed a bit off from the moment she appeared.
First, she carefully checked Anqi’s safety and condition with her gaze. Valo could physically feel it: Anqi’s arm, wrapped around her waist, tensed up considerably.
Oh, afraid of being discovered about the Blood Source Curse? Not so tough now, are you, Anzi?
But she wasn’t in a much better position herself—after confirming Anqi was safe and sound, the Sister Superior turned her scrutinizing gaze toward Valo.
Her signature smile remained on her face, but it was clearly on the verge of cracking.
“Lady Valo, I recall that after picking up the Elf delegation, when we parted, your stated reason was: [to return to the residence to report], correct?”
Her voice was laced with suspicion. “So why are you now alone with the Saintess of our Hidden Sea Church in a place like this?”
“Have you forgotten that your identity as a High-ranking Demon is no secret to me?”
The evening wind howled along the coast. Valo, already feeling uncomfortably cold, began to feel a chill down her spine.
Because… rushing over to stop Anqi from being corrupted by the Blood Source Curse had left her with many flaws that could expose her secret identity.
Using her Demon King form to fly around recklessly, using her own blood to suppress Anqi’s curse… these were things that the Sister Superior, with a nose sharper than a hound’s, might very well have caught a whiff of.
The Sister Superior was terrifying. She clearly used magic to detect scents, yet insisted on calling it “letting the wind tell her.”
As for the pink puppy Emma back at the church branch? Valo could only wish her the best of luck.
Thinking this, Valo pursed her dry lips.
Saving Anqi just now had drained all her strength and energy. At the moment, she really couldn’t think of a good excuse to brush this off.
Fortunately, just as the Sister Superior’s gaze before her was gradually darkening… Anqi beside her directly wrapped her wings around Valo, pulling her into an embrace—she didn’t need to speak anymore.
The Saintess, now back to normal, was no longer dizzy, her head no longer throbbing, and her emotions were no longer pessimistic.
With just a blink, she had already thought of a retort, fearlessly meeting the Sister Superior’s gaze.
“Sigh… Sister Superior, do you know why, even though nuns of the Hidden Sea Church aren’t required to remain celibate, you still don’t have a single compatible male peer to chat with?”
Valo, huddled in Anqi’s wings like a chick, didn’t dare to speak.
She took a sharp breath. Right now, she had nothing but respect for the Saintess—absolute respect.
“It’s precisely because of your ill-timed actions and your lack of romantic understanding, Sister Superior.”
As she spoke, her Saintess daughter did something even more astonishing—she turned her face, leaned down, and as if declaring sovereignty, planted a kiss on Valo’s cheek.
“Isn’t it obvious why Mom and I are together? Having cleared up our misunderstanding, we’re enjoying a rare and wonderful time for just the two of us.”
She paused, letting out a deep sigh. “Sigh, what a pity. The atmosphere we’d just built up was ruined in an instant. Do you have any idea why, Sister Superior?”
Ooh! The sarcastic offensive!
Watching this, Valo cheered for her Saintess daughter in her heart: As expected of Anqi, effortlessly accomplishing what others couldn’t!
But she quickly realized: the Sister Superior tonight… was being unusually difficult.
Although the Sister Superior usually targeted her in various ways, the woman’s suspicion at this moment was particularly intense. She had likely discovered some evidence!
“Saintess, in fact, Lady Valo is not your mother. She is merely a suspicious High-ranking Demon…”
“How is she not my mother? Haven’t we dissolved our mother-daughter relationship yet?”
What you fear most is bound to happen!
The next moment, the Sister Superior stiffly interrupted Anqi’s mother-protecting act.
Her tone was icy, her gaze severe. “Saintess, the [Aerospace City] has been infiltrated by the Blood Tribe. They suddenly attacked the church branch where we are staying and seriously injured the Apprentice Nun Emma, who remained at the residence tonight.”
“The itinerary for our party of four was confidential and swift. After arriving at [Aerospace City], we haven’t made any public appearances.”
The golden-haired nun took light, measured steps on the beach, like a god of death presiding over the trial of a criminal’s evasions and denials.
“Today was the day I went with Lady Valo to pick up the delegation, the day I wasn’t by your side. And the attack just happened to occur tonight.”
“The attacker only targeted Emma, likely because they couldn’t find you. But earlier, Lady Valo just happened to leave before me, and is now with you…”
“Don’t you think that’s a bit too coincidental?”
Valo was already clenching her buttocks.
‘Tch, this invisible old virgin! What are you doing, acting like the smartest one in a game that’s all about raising a daughter and getting close to her? Look at you, so capable! If you’re so capable, go to the neighboring stage! There are over a dozen witches hacking each other to pieces over there. Winning there would make you truly capable.’
The Sister Superior’s explanation also allowed Valo to roughly infer the situation on Emma’s end.
Emma’s injuries probably couldn’t be hidden, so she had chosen the excuse of “being attacked by the Blood Tribe” to brush it off.
Valo’s assessment of this: ‘Fainted from anger at the foolishly lucky teammate who sold me out.’
Wasn’t that pink idiot dog selling out her teammate? By playing dead on the ground and dropping aggro, she ended up shifting all of the Sister Superior’s suspicion and focus onto Valo!
Finally, the Sister Superior pulled something dangerous from her sleeve. It completely cornered Valo into a dangerous situation where she couldn’t find an excuse to explain.
“Lady Valo, if you possess even a shred of penitence, please tell me the identity of this Blood Tribe member.”
What the Sister Superior held between two fingers was unmistakably a feather that Anqi had torn off when she was being corrupted by the Blood Source Curse.
Fortunately, the blackish-red feather had become hard, prickly, and grotesquely shaped under the erosion of the curse, so at least it wouldn’t make the Sister Superior suspect the currently normal Anqi.
But it also made it impossible for Valo to use foolish excuses like “it’s a misunderstanding” to muddle through—the Blood Tribe member who attacked Emma really did exist.
Valo could only swallow her saliva and offer a weak, struggling rebuttal.
“How would I know anything about the Blood Tribe…”
Unfortunately, her credibility with the Sister Superior at this point was about as good as that of a wriggling maggot.
It was promptly crushed underfoot by the Sister Superior with a squelch. “Lady Valo, you’ve used that excuse three times now. And every time there’s trouble with the Demon Clan, your shadow is there.”
Then, the Sister Superior sighed. It seemed like she was lamenting: why is this Valo, despite being so weak, still so fond of meddling and stirring up trouble?
“If you know what’s good for you, please abandon any designs you have on the Empire, the Church, or the Holy Relics. Then, at the very least, on the way back for your major investigation, I won’t have to bind you with ropes.”
Valo broke into a cold sweat. The Sister Superior’s tolerance for her had probably reached its limit at this moment, and she had no intention of listening to any more of her excuses!
To make matters worse, her two Demon Pill Spirit Pearls weren’t with her right now. She couldn’t even find an excuse to slip away first and could only face the Sister Superior head-on!
What should she do… Just as Valo was truly starting to feel “panicked,” a sudden wave of warm softness spread from her palm.
The next moment, a laugh devoid of any warmth came from her Saintess daughter Anqi beside her. Her golden pupils fixed directly on the Sister Superior.
“Are you finished, Sister Superior?”
“Huh? Saintess?”
“Sister Superior, your line of reasoning was indeed as thrilling as a detective novel. It has somewhat alleviated the awkward atmosphere after you barged into my and Mom’s time alone. I acknowledge you~”
As she spoke, Anqi had already scooped Valo up in a princess carry.
This action was itself a statement. “Well, since the atmosphere has been ruined, I plan to go back with Mom first.”
Not a single word about protecting her mother, yet every word was about protecting her mother.
This time, the Sister Superior truly showed a surprised expression—one that clearly said she hadn’t expected “the Saintess to still shield Valo even after things have come to this point”!
“Wait… Saintess! This time, there was an attack! And Valo is very likely connected to the Blood Tribe!”
But before her words could finish, Anqi cut her off with a smile on her face but ice in her tone.
“Likely… right? Then let me say this: Mom is the ‘impossible’ within that possibility.”
Holding Valo even tighter, as if to show off, the Saintess’s smile as she explained now carried the bearing of [the Saintess of the Hidden Sea Church].
“Mom and I have been here together for quite a while. Has anyone come to attack me?”
“Has Mom laid a hand on me? Do I look like I’m being threatened by Mom?”
She absolutely did not.
Right now, the Saintess looked more like she was about to carry her mother off to bed for some enjoyment.
“So I assure you, Sister Superior: Mom has nothing to do with this Blood Tribe attacker. She is merely being baselessly suspected by you.”
“I will discuss the matter of the Blood Tribe attacker with you seriously later, but for now…”
“Could you please step aside a bit? I want to take Mom back—the sea breeze at night is a bit chilly.”
With that, Anqi walked right past the Sister Superior.
Walking boldly! Flying boldly!
The Sister Superior wore an expression of reluctance, yet had no choice but to give up due to the Saintess’s testimony and explanation—after all, the scene before her did indeed look like a picture of maternal affection and filial piety, with no apparent issues.
She sighed, rubbed her aching forehead, turned, and followed.
By then, Anqi had already spread her pure white wings. She looked down at Valo and asked,
“Mom, on the way back, let me hold you and fly for a bit. We can get away from certain adults who like to suspect everything while enjoying the night view of [Aerospace City]. How does that sound?”
Nestled in her Saintess daughter’s embrace, Valo could only wave her hand with a bitter smile. Whatever.
She didn’t dare say no right now.
Feeling the ensuing whoosh of the wind and the warm, soft “pillow” of the young girl’s chest, Valo deeply understood one thing—why the [Magneto Ending] was one of the classic good endings in the game.
Look at Anqi’s boldness just now! Her Saintess daughter just had to act a little willful, and the Sister Superior didn’t dare to do anything to her!
She always said the [Magneto Ending] was the right one!
Suddenly, Anqi, who was flying through the night sky while holding her in a princess carry, looked down at her with a sly smile.
“How was my performance just now, Master?”
“Ah, no, no, no.”
Let’s stick to calling each other mother and daughter. By the way…
“Anqi, can you let Emma off when we get back? That silly dog just didn’t understand the situation.”
“Heh? Well, that depends on your performance tonight, Mom.”
Valo’s thighs trembled. Saintess Anqi, tone down that fallen angel vibe of yours!