I am the heroine's godfather!

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Lorraine gave a wry smile: "So we're planning to go camping somewhere in the wild."

"That's it..."

Mrs. Del thought for a moment, then said, "I happen to have a spare room. Why don't you two stay at my house for the night?"

"Isn't this... bad?"

"It's alright, my husband has always enjoyed entertaining travelers."

"Okay, but please make sure I pay according to the hotel's standards."

“Mr. Bernette, you are too kind. My humble abode is simple, but I hope you don’t mind.”

"How could I complain about having hot water for a shower and a soft bed?"

Okay, let's ignore these two adults who are exchanging pleasantries and go check on the two young girls.

"Sister Charlotte, are you staying at our house tonight?"

Little Mary seemed very excited. Charlotte tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Maybe?"

"Then, Charlotte, would you like to sleep with me?"

Mary was excited to meet such a beautiful older sister from out of town: "Mary wants to hear stories about the outside world from you!"

"Well, Mary's parents have to agree to this."

"Yes, yes, Mom and Dad will definitely agree!"

Mary looked very excited.

Laura's husband, Peter Del, was indeed a very hospitable man, just as he had said, and even opened a bottle of fine wine to entertain the two of them.

Lorraine also recounted his experiences as an adventurer in his youth.

"Brother, you were an adventurer when you were young!"

Peter took a big gulp of his drink: "Brother, I was an adventurer when I was young, but unfortunately I didn't have much talent, and I retired at B-rank. What rank were you back then, brother?"

"Haha, it's not exactly high-level, it's just B-grade."

"That's pretty awesome!"

Peter patted Lorraine on the shoulder: "We're all just ordinary people, we can't compare to those talented big shots!"

"Yes."

"Speaking of..."

Peter suddenly became mysterious: "Don't underestimate me just because I'm a B-rank adventurer. I've fought alongside Her Majesty the Saintess!"

"Oh? That's amazing!"

"Hey, don't listen to his nonsense."

Laura immediately debunked him: "Back then, Her Majesty the Saintess's team was fighting the Demon King's court head-on, while they were just defending the city and clearing out the miscellaneous troops!"

"Well, that counts as fighting side by side! The Holy Maiden even asked us for a favor!"

Peter blushed and protested. Lorraine chuckled softly, then remembered when this had happened.

At that time, Loran and the others were only at the sixth rank, while Messiah had just broken through to the seventh rank. At this moment, the Lord of the Fallen Angel Royal Court of the Demon Clan came, with a large army pressing in, heading straight for Midel City.

The battle was quite large, with several fifth-tier S-rank adventurers from the Adventurers' Guild coming to help, while A-rank and B-rank adventurers took on the responsibility of defending the city.

"The Battle of Middel? I wasn't an adventurer back then."

Loran raised a glass to the old adventurer: "I really envy you, brother, to be able to admire Her Majesty the Saintess's splendor."

"Hey, it's all in the past..."

Peter was a little embarrassed by Lorraine's flattery and quickly changed the subject.

Chapter 22: It's better not to start a fight as soon as old friends meet.

As night deepened, Peter also became drunk, and Laura helped him back to his room. Charlotte and Mary took a bath and went to Mary's room to sleep. Seeing little Mary's curious expression, Charlotte realized it would be difficult to go to bed early tonight.

Lorraine then pushed open the door and walked along the country road in the night.

The moon is rather dim tonight.

It wasn't until they reached a remote forest that Loran sighed, took a step back, and with a flick of his right hand, a magnificent longsword appeared in his grasp.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and after a few minutes of stalemate, Loran and the newcomer simultaneously took a step back.

"Long time no see, Stars, Lorian."

Under the moonlight, fallen angels hovered on the horizon, their black feathers falling.

"Long time no see, Lord of the Fallen Angels' Court, Lucifer."

Loran chuckled lightly: "Instead of staying obediently in your territory, you're out wandering around? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution from Her Majesty the Saint?"

"hehe......"

Lucifer covered his mouth and chuckled: "Now that I'm with Her Majesty the Saint's little lover, how could she possibly send down divine punishment?"

"Long time no see, your mouth is still as annoying as ever."

"Oh dear, those words are truly heartbreaking."

Lucifer covered his face and pretended to cry: "That's true, Lord Stars still prefers girls like Lestinger and Lilith, right?"

"At least they won't be like you..."

Earth elements rapidly coalesced before Loran, and an earthen wall rose from the ground. The next second, black feathers shot towards him like blades, striking the earthen wall and kicking up dust: "...two-faced."

"Oh dear, it's truly heartbreaking that Your Excellency is so wary of me."

Lucifer chuckled, and in the next instant, she appeared behind Loran, wielding the black sword of the fallen angel. If it hit, it would likely mean certain death.

However, Loran was prepared. A magical shield rose up behind him in an instant, blocking Lucifer's attack. The next second, Loran distanced himself from Lucifer and then swung his sword. This seemingly flashy but impractical longsword actually held its own against the royal artifact!

"The Holy Tribunal's Judgment? Her Majesty the Holy Maiden is actually willing to give you something so precious."

"Only relics of the Holy See are worthy of competing with relics of the Royal Court, aren't they?"

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a while, but suddenly, as if by telepathy, they both stopped.

"Ha, if that guy Lester comes, it probably won't end until a winner is decided, right?"

Lucifer sheathed his longsword: "What, even the mages of the stars have a day when they hold back against demons?"

"Aren't you too?"

Loran also sheathed his sword: "The ruler of the royal court, how could he hold back against a human?"

"Also, my name is now Loran. Stars and such are a thing of the past."

"Loran? Hmm, Loran or Lorian, which is your real name?"

"A name is just a label."

"If Her Majesty the Holy Maiden found out, what would she do?"

Lucifer grinned maliciously: "Regarding the fact that you've been deceiving her using a fake name all this time?"

"Then you have to make sure you don't get killed by Messiah the moment you see her."

Loran also revealed a wicked smile: "You should know that among the four rulers of the royal court, Messiah hates you the most."

"It is truly an honor to be remembered by Her Majesty the Holy Maiden."

That's true. Messiah's status is highly respected not only among humans but also among demons. Otherwise, the ruler of the royal court wouldn't address Messiah as "Your Majesty."

This is the most basic respect for a demigod.

"Alright, let's get back to the point. What are you doing here?"

Loran asked curiously, "There shouldn't be anything in this remote place that would interest you, right?"

"I'm here to track down the followers of the evil god."

"A follower of an evil god?"

"Yes, followers of the Lord of the Abyss."

"Ah, indeed, the followers of the Lord of the Abyss have always regarded you demons as traitors."

Loran suddenly understood. Just as the Apes of Death and the Elves were mortal enemies, so too were the Abyss Walkers and the Demons. In the eyes of the Abyss Walkers, the Demons should worship the Lord of the Abyss, or they would be traitors. Lucifer's pursuit of the Abyss Walkers' trail was not entirely difficult to comprehend.

Loran nodded, but then asked, "What is the opponent's strength? That you, the dignified ruler of the royal court, would bring a sacred artifact with you?"

"It's probably the seventh rank."

"Seventh rank? That's at the bishop level of the Evil God Church, right? Why would they come to a place like this?"

"who knows."

Lucifer's dark eyes looked toward the village: "Perhaps there are some secrets hidden here."

"But since you're here, why don't you come with me and search for these guys' whereabouts?"

Lucifer suddenly turned around and looked at Loran. Loran yawned: "No way, I'm just passing by, I have to continue my journey tomorrow."

"Please help me out."

"Unless you beg me to."

"please."

"..."

Looking at the shameless, black-haired fallen angel, Loran sighed deeply: "This is no fun at all."

"Oh, not satisfied? Well, let me think what Lestinger would say in this situation?"

Lucifer tapped his chin with his smooth, white fingers: "Ah, I understand!"

She feigned anger: "You dog, you've got a dead horse, haven't you? I'll f***ing kill you, you expect me to beg you? Keep dreaming, you stupid idiot."

Seeing Lucifer, who was as elegant as a princess, utter vulgar words as soon as she opened her mouth, Loran's eye twitched: "Stop talking, this style doesn't suit you."

"Oh dear, I thought you, Lorian... Loran, would like this style."

"Who would like that?"

Loran stared with dead fish eyes: "Rather than saying that people who like this kind of thing are probably not very mentally healthy, right?"

After exchanging a few playful insults, the two started talking about serious matters.

"Since you're investigating the Abyss Walker, I assume you, as an expert, are well-prepared?"

"nature."

As the head of the Demon Clan's Abyss Walker Department, Lucifer is an expert among experts in the search for Abyss Walkers: "Our Fallen Angels' Royal Relics are extremely sensitive to the aura of the Lord of the Abyss. Based on its perception, I can confirm that the Abyss Walker is hiding in this forest."

"What are you waiting for?"

Loran laughed: "It's rare to encounter such a high-ranking Abyss Walker. If we don't hurry, it won't be fun if he gets away."

"Oh dear, you're really awful."

Lucifer smiled and said, "But that's probably why I like you so much."

"After all, we are all the same kind of people."

Chapter 23 The Abandoned Blood Church

"Don't talk nonsense, who's your kind?"

Loran quickly distanced himself from the guy: "Just kidding, I'm a respectable person, not like this abstract joker!" Lucifer laughed and stopped arguing.

The two fell silent again, until Lucifer suddenly closed his eyes: "West, five hundred meters."

Loran grabbed Lucifer, and the next moment, the two appeared in front of an open space.

Lucifer opened his eyes, his black pupils emitting a faint blue light, and the surrounding magic became clearly visible to him.

This is Lucifer's signature talent: the Eye of All Magic. Within her eyes, there is virtually no magic that cannot be broken—unless the magic exceeds the capacity of her mind.

However, at this moment, Lucifer, as a being standing at the peak of the seventh tier, could only break a small portion of even eighth-tier magic.

Sure enough, not long after, Lucifer stretched out her delicate hand and gently touched a point in the intertwined network of magic. Then, the surrounding air shattered like a mirror, and the ruins of a courtyard appeared before the two of them.

"This is?"