"Hmm, could this thing be..."

Although it looks different from her previous one, Aya still recognized what it was.

"Well, it's a top-level sealing collar, made in the Kingdom of Sains. It's even more effective than the one you wore before," Tiran confidently gave a thumbs up.

"Please, stop mentioning that incident again," Aya groaned, pressing her forehead. Ah, her head hurt. The experience of being wearing a sealing collar was one traumatic experience after another, truly a childhood shadow.

What? Why was it considered a childhood trauma? Because it was after that incident that the little dragon finally witnessed the darkness of human hearts and grew stronger!

The princess patted Aya's shoulder, showing a bright smile, and said with deep meaning, "Don't mind it, just get used to it."

"Are you trying to comfort me?! Also, why do you carry such a thing with you?!"

"I got it from the castle. I thought there might be an opportunity to play a trick on Angel from behind, but I didn't expect to knock her out directly," Tiran shrugged indifferently.

"But she's a Holy Rank, right? Can we rely on this thing?" Aya decided not to dwell on the matter between herself and the collar for now. The priority was to control Angel before she recovered.

"It should be fine," the princess pondered for a moment. "Even for me, to activate the Holy Rank rules, I need to stimulate my own power. This seal is targeted at the Yuan of power. In theory, even if the Holy Rank is locked, her strength should drop to an ordinary level... um, but this thing hasn't locked Angel before, so I don't know the specific effect... By the way, Angel's way of using power may be different..."

"Hey, hey, are you starting to doubt it yourself while you're talking?" Aya felt that this guy was completely unreliable.

"Anyway, let's give it a try first." While Angel was still unconscious, the princess clenched her teeth, opened the collar, and reached out to lift Angel's neck to put the collar on.

Why did she suddenly feel guilty about this scene?

...

In front of the throne of the Elf God, two deities stood in front of the screen of live broadcast, silently watching.

"It's just a seal. Anyway, at least they didn't do anything excessive," the Elf God visibly sighed in relief. "Those two princesses are not bad people. You can't say such terrible things about them."

The expression of the Goddess softened a little, but she still had no intention of letting the Elf God off the hook. She urged in a low voice, "Let's not dwell on this matter for now, hurry up and help me bring Nana back."

"'The gods cannot descend to the mortal realm' - isn't that also part of the agreement? How can I go and help you bring her back?" The Elf God leisurely sat back on the throne.

This guy! When he ordered the Elf King to release people into the World Tree, why didn't he consider the agreed-upon matters? It was obvious that he didn't want to help, right?

Noticing the apparition of the shadow of the spear of Brilianne in the Goddess's hand, the Elf God finally dared not continue to laugh it off and quickly waved his hand, "Stop, stop, stop! It took me a lot of effort to build this temple. Please don't destroy it."

Everyone was a deity, and the gods' battle a thousand years ago ended in a draw. Although everyone had made progress in their strength over the past thousand years, the gap wasn't significant. If they were to fight, Artemis wouldn't hesitate, but the temple would suffer.

"If only things were always like this."

"I mean, calm down for a moment. Haven't you noticed that this child is different?" The Elf God pointed at the frozen frame on the screen, a moment when Tiran was wielding his sword against Angel at high speed. It was hard to imagine how it was captured with such clarity, every expression, every gaze, so vivid.

"She looks pretty cute," the Goddess of the Light was taken aback for a moment, carefully analyzing the image before tentatively saying.

"...You only noticed that?" Artemis almost spat blood, oh my goodness, after ten thousand years, this goddess has turned into a lily girl! May our uncertain Ares' head be protected under the blue sky!

"Just casually saying it... Besides, with Nana about to be deceived, how do you expect me to calmly think about it?" The goddess rolled her eyes without any grace, and then became serious again, "There's a hint of abnormal aura, although she's human, she completely lacks the feeling I'm familiar with... What kind of monster is she?"

As the deity of humanity, the Goddess of the Light quickly determined that Tiran was not the kind of person who received her radiant blessing.

This was very unusual. Normally, as long as a person was born as a human, they automatically belonged to the Goddess of the Light's faction, basking in the goddess's radiance...unless they were a special profession like a necromancer who had reincarnated themselves as undead creatures, falling into darkness and being abandoned by the light.

But Tiran had no trace of light aura on him, nor any trace of corruption. He was like a blank piece of paper amidst a palette of colorful paints.

"Hmm, I have observed him, and this child...doesn't belong to this world," the Goddess of the Light said.

"Interdimensional breach? Could it be that guy?" The goddess's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity.

For the deities, breaking the barriers between worlds was also within their power. However, so far, they had not been able to master the means of traversing between worlds. Once they entered the turbulent emptiness of crossing worlds, it would be difficult to return. Therefore, even if they had such abilities, most of the deities chose to stay in this world to protect their own races.

"I'm not certain. It is possible that other deities from different worlds have found a way to send this child here." The Elf god shook their head.

"If that's the case, what is this child?" The goddess pinched her chin as she looked at Tiran in the image.

A gift from another world? Or a scout before an invasion?

"At least, she seems completely unaware of this matter according to my understanding," the Elf god said, "but we cannot completely rule out the risks for now, so..."

"Are you planning to leave little Nana by her side?" The goddess finally understood what this cunning Elf was thinking.

"That's right." The Elf god nodded with a smile, opening their arms to hug the Goddess of the Light. "You truly are Pure Light, let me give you a hug."

"Wait a second!" The Goddess of the Light pushed Elf god's face away with a disgusted look. "If that's the case, why don't you just send an Elf directly? Wouldn't it be more reassuring to keep an eye on her yourself?"

"Cough, well, um, after all, she is human. It would be better for you, the Goddess of the Light, to take charge..."

"Tell. The. Truth!"

"I can't bear to, what if she turns out to be a big demon king... hey, wait a minute! Don't pull out your gun! Let's talk!"

...

Sensing that the passage to the World Tree had been opened again, the Elf King Aramte immediately put down the follow-up affairs of the Dark Elf attack and quickly walked towards the Moonlight Temple.

Although the Dark Elf attack was important, compared to the events involving Holy Rank powerhouses and higher-level deities, it seemed insignificant.

That was the Holy Rank Sarafer. When she entered through the opened World Tree, Aramte could feel the strong aura of light and the profound power of Holy Rank. Even if he fought her himself, he would have to pay a great price even if he won.

Even without using Holy Rank rules, she was still not an opponent he could easily defeat.

Although they had received assurances from the deities that the Elf race would not be endangered, Aramte, as the Elf King, still felt the responsibility weighing on him. Nervously, he arrived at the front of the Moonlight Temple and pushed open the heavy door.

Then he saw Aya in the center of that huge magic array, holding a naked young girl in her arms, while the princess stood by, continuously touching the smooth, porcelain-like skin of the girl... hentai!

"What... what are you doing?! How could you be doing such disgraceful things in the Moonlight Temple!" Aramte's mouth dropped open, his face filled with shock. What's going on? I'm telling you, I'm going to call the police!

"Elf King?!" Aya was startled, and her hand shook as she threw the Angel girl she was holding into Tiran's arms.

Tiran also stopped her actions in embarrassment. Well, this current situation was indeed a bit unsightly, but there was no other way. Neither she nor Aya had brought any extra clothes, so they had to leave the Angel naked for the time being. After all, she had been following Tiran for thousands of kilometers like this, so she probably didn't care, right?

As for why they were touching, it was because after leaving the World Tree, the suppression of the rules disappeared, and the Holy Rank power within the Angel's body began to awaken, causing a certain disturbance to the sealing collar. They needed to use Chi to guide the power of the seal...

"Well, Your Majesty Alarmt, give me some time, I will explain everything."

"I believe you, Prince Tiran." Alarmt took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Please explain it well to the disciplinary committee later."

"Don't! Oh, and wait a minute, why the disciplinary committee?! Isn't it usually the police or the public security bureau?"

...

It took Tiran and Aya a full five minutes to convince Alarmt not to tell Coco about this incident, and to inform the strange disciplinary department and explain everything.

"So, this Angel is the one chasing after you?" In the private room of the Elf King, Alarmt pointed at the Angel girl lying on his bed, now wearing a white shirt and underwear, and confirmed again.

"That's right, she's an Angel, but her wings temporarily disappeared after her power was sealed." Aya nodded vigorously.

Just like how she couldn't recover her dragon body when her power was sealed, the wings that embodied a part of the Angel's power also hid away.

"Well, I believe you." Alarmt rubbed his head. "But the problem now is, what are you going to do? After all, the Angel is the embodiment of the will of your human's Goddess of the Light, I find it hard to believe that the princess would seal her power and just let it be. The goddess's punishment system might have already aimed at this place."

"I... haven't thought that far. Why not use WeChat... no, I mean, ask your Elf god through the scroll?"

After a moment, a reply from the Elf god appeared on the scroll. The writing was powerful and gave a sense of grandeur, it seemed that the Elf god was proficient in calligraphy.

As for the content...

"Why struggle? Take her home and train her into a slut directly, no need to be polite. I've already taken care of it with the goddess." Along with a "Greatness lies in a big bust" OK gesture.