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Opening the door and stepping out, Badr nodded in satisfaction.
Asia was wearing a white princess dress that looked absolutely adorable on her. Her blonde hair and delicate features, combined with the white dress, gave off an aura of pure sanctity.
"So beautiful! Your girlfriend looks absolutely stunning in this," the saleswoman gushed, her eyes sparkling.
Indeed, Asia possessed a charm that captivated both men and women. Even back at school, she had attracted the attention of many, with both boys and girls wanting to be her friend.
Come to think of it, Rias, Akeno Himejima, Koneko Toujou, and Asia were all close to Badr, making him the envy of many.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Asia was universally adored.
Asia blushed at the saleswoman's use of the word "girlfriend," feeling incredibly shy.
"Um... I-I'm not..."
"Oh? Did I say something wrong?" the saleswoman asked, a little embarrassed.
"No, it's just that she's already promised to marry me, so being called just a girlfriend doesn't quite cut it anymore," Badr explained with a light smile.
This made Asia even more flustered, unsure of how to react. Her eyes, however, were filled with happiness.
"I see! You're so lucky to have such an angelic girl!" the saleswoman exclaimed, thoroughly charmed by the scene.
Asia's face was flushed crimson from Badr's words, but she still looked at him with hope in her eyes.
"Badr, do I look pretty?"
Badr smiled gently and replied, "Of course, you look beautiful. Even the saleswoman is praising you."
Inwardly, however, he found the situation rather amusing.
The saleswoman had called Asia an angel...
Well, considering her demeanor, appearance, and even personality, Asia did resemble Badr's image of an angel.
It was ironic, considering she was actually a Devil.
Badr suddenly smirked, thinking that angels might not necessarily be like Asia after all.
He recalled the Fallen Angels, who were angels that had fallen from grace. It was hard to say what they were like before their descent.
After helping Asia try on several more outfits, it was almost noon.
Walking down the street under the bright sunlight, Asia held Badr's arm, a sweet smile on her face. Both of them carried shopping bags in their hands.
As they strolled along, chatting and laughing, a sudden chill ran down their spines.
Their demonic instincts had been triggered!
Both Badr and Asia tensed up, exchanging glances before looking towards the source of the unsettling feeling.
Standing ahead of them were two young girls, seemingly around Badr's age.
Despite the hot weather, both girls wore white cloaks, which seemed rather odd.
One of the girls even carried an extravagant, cross-shaped weapon on her back, also wrapped in white cloth, concealing its true form.
Despite their strange attire, no one around them seemed to pay them any attention.
This immediately reminded Badr of the phenomenon of common sense alteration.
Moreover, the triggering of their demonic instincts indicated that these two girls were not ordinary individuals.
Fallen Angels?
They didn't seem quite like it. Their auras felt much purer, lacking the subtle malevolence that typically surrounded Fallen Angels.
The two girls also noticed Badr and Asia.
The girl with short blue hair and the cross-shaped weapon on her back spoke in a slightly cold tone, "I didn't expect to encounter Devils here."
Asia nervously clung to Badr's back. Badr calmly observed the two strange girls, and since he didn't sense any hostility, he replied casually, "Who are you? You don't seem familiar."
"Wahahaha, how interesting! We've encountered Devils as soon as we arrived. Could this be the moment for this angel to achieve greatness? Defeating you here would surely grant me the blessings of glory!"
The other girl exclaimed excitedly, her self-absorbed manner causing Badr to raise an eyebrow.
She had just called herself... an angel?
Was it true?
Badr pondered. Since arriving in this world, he had dealt with Fallen Angels and Stray Devils, but this was his first encounter with an angel.
They likely used holy power, similar to Fallen Angels.
The blue-haired girl suddenly turned to Asia and, after a moment of contemplation, said, "You're Asia Argento, aren't you?"
"Eh? Y-You are...?" Asia was startled, being addressed by name by a stranger.
"I'm Xenovia. It's normal that you wouldn't recognize me," the blue-haired girl replied flatly.
"Eh? So she's the former Saint who was exiled? What a shame, she's fallen so far, becoming a Devil..."
The other girl remarked, seemingly disdainful of Asia.
Asia lowered her head, the word "witch" echoing in her mind. Her body trembled slightly.
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Seeing Asia being belittled, Badr couldn't stand it.
He stepped in front of her, his gaze fixed coldly on the two girls.
"You seem rather self-righteous. Even after being decimated, you still cling to your arrogance?"
Xenovia remained unfazed. "That's in the past. This is now. What's the point of bringing it up?"
"Well, Xenovia, she's already a Devil. What's the point of talking to her?"
"That's not true, Irina. Even among the traitors, there are those who feel guilt and cannot forget their faith. She has that feeling. I can sense it."
Hearing this, the girl named Irina looked surprised.
"Uh... Is that true? Even as a Devil, you still believe in God?"
A tear rolled down Asia's cheek. "I-I just can't abandon... I've always believed..."
"I see. Then die by my sword right now. That way, I can still punish you in the name of God. Even though you are steeped in sin, our God will still extend a hand of salvation."
Xenovia gripped the cross-shaped weapon on her back with a serious expression. According to her, it was a sword.
Hearing Xenovia's demand for her to atone for her sins with death, Asia's eyes widened in fear.
Badr's magic flared, the sharp surge of energy causing Xenovia's heart to skip a beat. She and Irina immediately distanced themselves from him.
Enveloped in purplish-black demonic energy, Badr looked at the two girls with an impassive expression.
"Are you idiots? Or are you just incredibly foolish fanatics?"
"What are you trying to do? Fight us? Well, the Church wouldn't normally allow it, but if you attack first, we'll have no choice." Xenovia muttered to herself.
"I believe you just called Asia a 'witch,' correct?" Badr said coldly, the King Sword materializing in his hand.
In full view of the thousands of people on the street, his demonic power surged, the force of common sense alteration pushing the surrounding crowd away.
Xenovia didn't hesitate. "That's right. At least, that's what people call her now."
"Just because she can heal both Devils and Angels?"
Disgust flashed in Badr's eyes.
"If such astonishing kindness is considered heresy, then you angels are truly foolish. You drove away a true Saint."
"Your thinking is flawed. A Saint should only be loyal to God. It's outrageous for a Saint to help Devils. A Saint is compassionate and merciful, needing no friendship or love from others, only the love of God to survive."
Xenovia stated coldly, "Therefore, Asia Argento was never worthy of being a Saint from the very beginning."
She spoke as if it were the most obvious truth.
She didn't even seem to realize the flaws in her logic.
What utter nonsense!
Any rational person could understand how unfair these so-called principles were to Asia.
"You seem to view Asia as nothing more than a tool. Are all members of the Church this despicable? You preach about God's love for humanity, yet despite the suffering in the world, we've never seen God show any compassion."
Badr looked at the two girls with pity.
They were nothing more than ignorant fanatics, blinded by their beliefs and incapable of independent judgment.
And they weren't even aware of it.
Xenovia simply stated calmly, "God loves humanity. If no miracles have occurred, it only means that faith is insufficient or that it is false."
Badr: "..."
At this point, Badr truly believed that this girl had been thoroughly brainwashed by religious dogma.
"...I can only say that your current Saint is truly pitiful."
Badr slowly raised the King Sword, the tip pointing steadily at the two girls.
"Before I change my mind, get out of my sight. If you dare utter another insult towards Asia, I'll skin you alive."
"Oh? Are you challenging the Church? A low-class Devil, speak such bold words?"
Xenovia showed no fear, her gaze fixed on Badr. Irina Shidou, who stood beside her, tilted her head.
"The Church doesn't allow us to act rashly... We'll be reprimanded if they find out..."
"We can't ignore a challenge, can we? As long as we don't kill him, it should be fine. Besides, I'm curious to see what this Devil is capable of..."
Xenovia said seriously, her eyes scanning Badr. She was surprised by the immense demonic power she sensed emanating from him.
This Devil.....
Irina Shidou seemed convinced and let out a sigh.
"You're right. As long as the Church doesn't find out, it should be fine. Hehe. God will surely praise my good intentions. Amen~"
Badr felt mentally exhausted listening to her self-absorbed words.
"...I was wrong. Asia, these two are just plain stupid."
Asia: "..."
"Maybe... we should just let it go?"
Clearly, Asia didn't want to cause trouble, even after being wronged by these two fools.
After all, there were still many people watching, and even with the influence of common sense alteration, it was still too attention-grabbing.
"They need to face the consequences of their actions. I can't let you be treated unjustly."
Badr's expression remained calm, but he was exasperated by Xenovia and Irina Shidou's behavior.
Since he had already recognized them as fools, he didn't want to waste any more time on them, lest their stupidity drag him down.
Xenovia and Irina Shidou threw off their cloaks.
With a flourish, their cloaks fell to the ground, revealing their black, tight-fitting combat suits.
Although not much skin was exposed, the form-fitting suits still accentuated their figures.
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