"I'd love to hear more!" Ling Feng stirred his coffee and said with a smile.
The Bright Saintess pondered for a moment and then said, "Ling Feng, before I explain this matter, can you tell me what kind of existence you think Angels are?"
Ling Feng was taken aback: "According to common perception, aren't Angels supposed to be the embodiment of kindness and beauty? Isn't that what your teachings propagate?"
The Saintess gave a bitter smile and said, "That's what I used to believe too, but as my rank increased, I gradually came into contact with some little-known secrets. Our Papal Court of Light is actually the earthly legacy of the Angel World!"
Ling Feng nodded slightly; he knew about this too.
"And so-called Angels are merely battle machines of the Angel World," the Bright Saintess said calmly. "Angels are not embodiments of kindness and beauty. On the contrary, for people of other races, Angels from the Angel World are just executioners cloaked in glamorous armor."
