Chapter 218
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Chapter 218: The God Is Still "Watching" Her
It was Lin Lin’s first real experience of "going to heaven."
When Twanasha pushed open the smooth, pure white stone door, Lin Lin felt the cold.
It was a strange feeling; the place where those particles lived was warm and comfortable, but after entering the stone door, everything felt a bit cold to Lin Lin.
Lin Lin thought the place of the God of Light would be even warmer.
It was very quiet here.
She couldn’t hear the sound of the wind, the collisions between particles, or any other noise, so Lin Lin felt a bit cautious and hid a little behind Twanasha.
She didn’t even know what she was hiding from.
She followed Twanasha for a long time before finally seeing a gazebo.
It looked like it was made of stone, the same material as the pure white door, and beyond it was a stream.
Once there was the stream, everything came to life; Lin Lin’s arms, which had been covered in goosebumps from the cold, began to warm up.
Lin Lin saw a "being" sitting on the railing of the gazebo, with its hand slightly raised, as golden particles fell into its palm.
Lin Lin’s palm, which had just brushed against the particles, curled up.
The angel in front of her had knelt down.
There was no need for words between the divine being and the angel; they were one.
Lin Lin watched as Twanasha turned into a golden particle, quickly blending with the others in the area.
Only two people remained here.
If the existence that Lin Lin was looking up at could be called a "being."
How terrible, Lin Lin thought, it was truly awful.
She reached to touch her eyelids, which were already wet.
She now remembers what Mr. Mermaid said, "Norman cried."
The young mermaid and the young Knight Commander explored the sanctuary during their school days, and after seeing the true statue of the God of Light, Norman cried.
The mermaid only felt confused.
Now Lin Lin feels this way too; her mind feels completely separate from her body, watching everything happen in a daze, while her body still stands there slowly, touching her own fallen tears.
Even though her heart is still confused, she truly feels a swell of happiness.
It feels like tasting the most delicious treats in the world, seeing the most beautiful scenery, hugging someone she loves, or gaining great status or wealth.
Happiness knows no rank or wealth; all the fullness rushes into Lin Lin’s heart.
Yet, she still hasn’t seen the face of that deity clearly.
To be precise, the deity has a face, but her senses cannot distinguish it. She knows the deity wears a pure white robe and has golden hair that reaches the waist, but when she focuses on their face and body, all Lin Lin sees of them is a warm golden light.
Lin Lin began to wonder if the God of Darkness was still alive, she might only see a cloud of black mist. After all, the shard that existed within Your Majesty the Demon King’s body spoke to her using Your Majesty the Demon King’s appearance.
Golden particles floated away from the deity’s palm, and the deity waved to Lin Lin, as if signaling her to come closer.
Lin Lin’s heart still felt swollen and painful; the overwhelming happiness made her heart pound wildly.
Her body moved forward uncontrollably for two steps, but then she forced herself to stop.
The deity didn’t get angry when she stopped; instead, it quietly "watched" her.
Oh my, Lin Lin didn’t dare to look in His direction but could only stare at the pure white hem of His robe and say, "Thank you for having Twanasha save me and bring me back to the right time."
Lin Lin noticed that the brightness emanating from the deity seemed a bit stronger, perhaps a sign of happiness.
"I hope you can let me stop being passively sent to other times and places, and… I want to return to Demon King Castle."
Since Twanasha could read her thoughts, Lin Lin never thought she could try to be clever under the deity’s watch.
Oh, she was indeed clever; she didn’t mention that she had worked for three months.
She didn’t hear an answer, which was expected; Lin Lin didn’t anticipate that the God of Light would give her a thumbs-up and say, "I’ve got this."
Lin Lin looked up.
She realized that the God of Light was still "looking" at her.
It was a strange feeling; Lin Lin didn’t think she was anything special. If you just looked at her appearance and health, it was clear that the angel was much better than her.
Yet, this god was still quietly observing her.
At the same time, Lin Lin could continue to gaze at this blurry figure before her.
The god, surrounded by gentle white light, showed a distant beauty, even creating a worry that getting too close might disturb Him.
Although Lin Lin understood that to this god, she was tiny and could hardly shake His existence.
The deity extended a hand to her once more.
Lin Lin vaguely saw the long, clean palm beneath the wide sleeve.
This time, Lin Lin’s urge to get closer to the deity grew even stronger.
But she held herself back again and gently shook her head.
Lin Lin didn’t know if this action was meant for the deity or to remind herself.
The hand that reached out to her slowly withdrew.
Lin Lin surprisingly sensed a hint of disappointment in the subtle movement.
Then the deity vanished.
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Lin Lin took a step back.
A huge dizziness made her body unsteady.
Someone stood behind her, supporting her body.
"Thank you…" Lin Lin began, and then she widened her eyes.
Pure white feathers brushed against her arm, and a massive figure stood behind her; it was a Battle Angel.
Lin Lin looked up and saw the other person’s curly golden short hair and their cold expression.
Lenidien. This was the angel who had once put a collar around Lin Lin’s neck, trying to send her to the God of Light.
Lin Lin’s impression of him was very brief, "a quiet bear."
To be honest, they were not familiar with each other, and he did not leave a good impression on Lin Lin; she hoped to see Twanasha instead.
Lin Lin looked around and saw the familiar statue of the God of Light and the light-colored circular ponds nearby.
This is the true center of the sanctuary.
She returned to the heart of humanity—San Marco City.
Lin Lin understood why Twanasha wouldn’t be here; the sanctuary was not a place for a Fallen Angel to appear.
Compared to Twanasha, Lenidien’s outfit was more similar to that of a deity, wearing a long white robe in the style of ancient Greece, which suited his strong and muscular figure very well.
Unlike her smooth talk with Twanasha, Lin Lin was very honest in front of this Battle Angel who had truly imprisoned her.
"Hello, may I ask… why are you here?" Lin Lin inquired.
"I am here to protect you," Lenidien replied.
It’s "watching over" me, Lin Lin thought quietly.
Then, Lenidien spoke briefly, "Follow me."
He stepped over the blue pond.
Lin Lin took off her shoes and followed him.
The last time she visited the sanctuary, Lin Lin almost stepped into the pond, but Norman stopped her. This time, Lin Lin stood in the flowing water and felt its refreshing coolness.
Lenidien opened the door, and Lin Lin followed behind him.
It was daytime, and unlike the Demon King Castle, everyone in the sanctuary was busy with their work.
Just the angels were enough to catch attention, not to mention that a human woman with her head down was following him.
Lin Lin noticed that many people actually saw her, but they all quietly averted their gaze, as if they had been told to do so, without lingering on her.
Thank you for your kindness, Lin Lin was moved by the people’s manners in the sanctuary.
She took back her dislike for the old people at the sanctuary, who were so set in their ways.
However, she did have one true friend there… Lin Lin’s thoughts were tangled, and she reached up to touch the mark on her neck, confirming that it was covered with a bandage.
As she followed Lenidien around the corner, Lin Lin’s wandering gaze suddenly focused.
She saw a man’s profile.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on him.
Unlike the light golden hair of an angel, the young man’s blonde hair was purer and warmer. He was holding a long sword, bowing his head to speak to someone. His armor was stained with blood, as if he had just come from a fight, and he still had an air of coldness around him.
Suddenly, the Holy Knight Commander lifted his gaze sharply, and his eyes met those of the woman looking at him.
One second. Two seconds.
The two of them instinctively averted their gaze, as if nothing had happened.
