The Angel's Heart

The System's teleportation experience was not pleasant. Yi Chen was dizzy and almost couldn't stand when he arrived at his destination. However, just as he was about to fall, a slender yet strong hand gently supported him.

"Kid, you're back?" Yan looked at the person she had longed for day and night with a calm expression, a rare smile appearing on her face.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yi Chen tried to shake his head to clear it. After a while, he finally replied:

"Yeah, I'm finally back."

"You seem very tired, kid. Go rest." After speaking, Yan helped Yi Chen sit down together, leaning slightly closer to him, hoping he would rest his head on her.

"Okay," Yi Chen replied groggily. He then naturally turned his head to lean on Yan's shoulder and closed his eyes. A comforting fragrance wafted to his nose, and soon, faint snores could be heard.

"Sigh, kid, you know, I always looked forward to the appearance of the stars, and then countless dawns, but why was there never any news from you..." Yan murmured as she gently touched the face of the person beside her. Then, she looked up at the stars overhead, the slight upturn of her lips showing a subtle shift in her mood.

The long night stretches on, the curtain falls upon the heart. A lonely lamp illuminates a distant shadow, only hoping for a kindred spirit.

The long night, with the company of the one she longed for, seemed no longer lonely. The two leaned against each other until dawn drove away the darkness, and the sky brightened.

As the first ray of dawn touched the earth, Yan also opened her blurry eyes. She gently turned her head to look at Yi Chen, who was still asleep, and reluctantly called out:

"Kid, there are Demons approaching. Get up and fight."

Hearing Yan's call, Yi Chen struggled to open his eyes, barely overcoming the sleepiness. He never expected the aftereffects of the System's teleportation service to be so severe. Since yesterday, his head had been feeling groggy, but with his strong will, he managed to stay alert.

However, as if suddenly remembering something, he abruptly turned his head to look at Yan and stammered:

"Um... Yan... I didn't mean to take advantage of you. My head was too dizzy last night... I..."

Upon hearing this, Yan's smile turned a little mischievous:

"Kid, this counts as us indirectly sleeping together, you have to take responsibility..."

"..." Yi Chen turned his head away without answering, putting on a poker face.

"Yo, kid, you look quite unwilling. What, is being my male god that much of a loss?" Yan said as she slowly moved closer to Yi Chen, her gaze shifting from gentle to serious, and then... murderous.

"Hey, Yan, don't... don't be like this, calm down. What is that, Demons? I'll go kill them." Seeing Yan getting closer, Yi Chen started to panic, his ear tips even turning red.

However, at this moment, his sharp eyes spotted two ugly creatures with wings approaching them. He guessed they must be Demons, and a plan to escape by killing the Demons immediately formed in his mind. But it seemed it wouldn't go as he wished.

Just as Yi Chen was about to rush out, a Sword of Flames shot out rapidly from behind him. The blade accurately pierced through one Demon's body, flew out from behind him, and then passed through another Demon's body from the other side. Just like that, the two menacing Demons lost their lives with ease.

The Sword of Flames spun in the air a few times before being caught by a slender hand.

"Um... Yan, are these the Demons you specifically woke me up to kill?" Yi Chen turned around to look at Yan, his face full of shock.

Yan did not answer. Now, holding the Sword of Flames, she exuded even more heroic spirit. Her gaze locked onto Yi Chen, and there seemed to be some inexplicable emotion within it.

"Didn't you just kill them casually?" Yi Chen continued, still confused. It didn't seem necessary to wake him up specifically for Demons like these, Yi Chen thought to himself. However, Yan's slightly angry reply came:

"Can't I get sore shoulders from you leaning on me?"

"Uh..." Yi Chen awkwardly touched his nose.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, I, Angel Yan, have decided you're my male god. Feelings can be cultivated slowly," Yan sheathed the Sword of Flames, took a deep breath to calm herself, then walked to Yi Chen's side, gently patted his shoulder, and smiled as she said, "These are just low-level Demons. They were originally native humans of this planet, infected by a Demon virus, which turned them into this."

"Infected by a Demon virus? You mean Demons don't exist originally?" Yi Chen asked in confusion. He had always thought Demons, like Angels, were born that way. But now Yan was telling him Demons were humans?

"No, originally there were no Demons in this world. It was only under the corrupting influence of Morgana's ideology that some people or other creatures willingly shed their original forms and became these ugly beings."

"Kid, do you know why we Angels hunt Demons?" Yan asked.

"Why?"

"Because of Morgana, and because... well... of a certain technology. By preserving the genetic information of Demons, she can revive dead Demons. Otherwise, do you think Demons could have resisted us for so long? After so many battles, sacrificing so many sisters..." Yan's voice suddenly became very low at this point. The sudden departure of sisters she had spent so much time with would be difficult for anyone to bear, wouldn't it?

After a while, Yan organized her thoughts a bit and continued:

"However, resurrection goes against the laws of life, so it is not recognized by the Justice Order."

"The Queen always tells us that civilization is happiness and joy. The higher the civilization, the more harmonious the relationships between people, and the deeper the sense of happiness.

And the reason humans are humans, not beasts, is because of humanity. If humans become beasts, besides losing wisdom and technology, they also degenerate to the point of self-destruction, how can they develop high-level technology?"

"Do you know, kid, the Queen often says that death is not scary, what's scary is loneliness."

"The end of life is just a death, the meaning of death is rebirth or eternal slumber. Death is not the loss of life, it's just stepping out of time."

"We do not fear death; we take pride in dying in the war against Evil."

On this morning, Yan told Yi Chen many things, most of them reflections from her seven thousand years of existence. After listening to Yan, Yi Chen couldn't help but look at her.

This Angel, who always liked to tease him, had experienced too much. She, or rather they, were always busy. Although sometimes they appeared aloof, they also liked to protect lower-level civilizations. Perhaps this was the compassion of Angels, something most civilizations couldn't experience...

I searched for this book yesterday and found that it's no longer available on Qidian or Qyuedu 〒_〒. This is the consequence of not updating