Chapter 422: Angels Fall in Love with Mortals
Successfully entering the gap between spaces, Adele felt a slight sense of relief, but there was still a trace of nervousness. Then, she instinctively explored forward. The illuminating magic ball made of moonlight followed the girl, illuminating the path ahead.
Honestly, Adele’s feeling at this moment was a bit like entering the Peach Blossom Spring. At first, it was extremely narrow, just enough for one person to pass. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up. And what greeted the girl’s eyes was an unbelievably magnificent and holy church.
It was grand and quiet, ancient and glorious. In the center was a huge statue of a goddess, but her eyes were covered with cloth. And beneath her, countless angel statues, with solemn and dignified expressions, held their hands to their chests, as if swearing allegiance to the god who created them.
Adele was stunned by this pilgrimage-like scene, hesitating at the entrance of the church, not daring to push the door open. More importantly, she didn’t find Seraph’s figure. Otherwise, no matter if there were mountains of knives, seas of fire, or a lava hell ahead, she would probably rush towards her without hesitation.
This was only a momentary reaction. Soon realizing that she had no other choice but to enter, Adele boldly stepped inside.
“Seraph!”
“Seraph… where are you?”
The girl felt like she had traveled through a tunnel of time and space, arriving in an extremely ancient century. Was this the era Seraph once lived in? Were these all the most unforgettable memories of the angels? Did Seraph abandon this place, or was she hiding?
No one could answer her confusion. It just seemed like this place was supposed to be empty. It might sound hard to understand, but specifically, it was like… what was sealed should remain sealed, and what was past was past.
Everything in this world, everything in that era, shouldn’t reappear in the new world and new era. Otherwise, it would bring disastrous consequences.
But Adele still barged in. Perhaps this was one of the problems Seraph was worried about. Adele was gradually uncovering the world that should have been sealed. Seraph tried to stop it, which was why she hid. But the result was meaningless.
Vaguely, this would make one think of the word “fate.” Fate was a road where no matter how winding the process, there was only one destination.
Adele’s gaze swept over the angel statues with holy wings. Most of them had two wings, looking young and pure, even with young and innocent girls. As she moved forward, the angels with four wings increased.
When Adele arrived in front of the statue of the mysterious goddess, the angels beside her already had six wings like Seraph. One of them looked very, very similar to Chacoco. Could it be… her?
This made Adele wonder if this was a memory palace Seraph had carved out over a long time. In the memory palace, she recorded the glorious era of gods and angels, recording every angel within it. Even if their endings might have already…
Including the god, she was also recorded. As for why she was wearing the veil that covered her eyes, perhaps it was due to taboo, or for some other reason. Only by finding Seraph could these answers be finally obtained.
As a result, even at this point, she still had to search for Seraph’s trace. This couldn’t help but make the girl’s heart feel a little aggrieved and unwilling.
“Stupid Seraph…”
Perhaps Adele’s emotions in Seraph’s spatial domain could be perceived by the owner of this space. The next moment, the entire church shook slightly. The angelic imprint in Adele’s hand also emitted a faint light again. This made the frustrated girl instantly excited.
Then, the feather also trembled slightly in her palm, its tip pointing towards a certain place in the church. Adele followed the direction pointed by the feather. It was the towering statue of the goddess.
Presumably, this was the “Lord” Seraph often mentioned. Her figure was indeed very good, but Adele, unusually, had no desire to appreciate it. There was even a subtle instinct in her body that made her repel the other party. The simplest thing was to start by not paying attention.
After thinking about it, Adele retracted her gaze and then tried to go around behind the goddess statue. That was also the only blind spot within Adele’s sight. If she couldn’t find Seraph here either… then Adele didn’t know what to do. Perhaps crying would soften Seraph’s heart and make her come to see her? Seraph had always spoiled her the most…
Fortunately, reality responded to the girl’s expectations and didn’t make her resort to playing pitiful to gain sympathy. Behind the goddess statue, there was indeed a small girl with six black wings and long, ink-like hair. She was hiding in this small corner, hugging herself, turning her back to the person she wanted to see but couldn’t, spending a long time without day or night.
Even though the girl was no longer the same as when Adele first met her, no matter what she became, Adele would recognize her, and then, without hesitation… embrace her.
And then, besides sniffing and calling Seraph “stupid,” Adele didn’t know what else to do. But she had so many emotions she wanted to express, things she wanted to do, and companionship she wanted to make up for with Seraph…
But perhaps, this was also good… Abandoning some complex existence, just embracing, obtaining the most precious warmth and comfort from each other’s bodies.
Similarly, Seraph also felt that a string that had been tightly stretched in her heart finally broke. No longer having to worry about the future, just looking at the girl in front of her who had cried until her face was messy, feeling the heart that was constantly beating, never having beat so violently as it did now, she understood what it meant to be “alive.”
Compared to this, the past, no matter how long the lifespan, those times spent seemed to have turned into bubbles. Only this moment, and every moment in the future with Adele, was real and important.
Rather than saying this was falling, it was better to say that she had finally experienced the color of “life.” The angel’s eyes had never been so sore. She looked at Adele, as if looking at the dazzling sun hanging high in the sky. Even if she was burned by the heat, her whole body bathed in flames, she couldn’t bear to look away.
Until, lips covered the similar and nostalgic softness. Seraph tremblingly closed her eyes in a daze, tears like jewels streaming down her cheeks.
The gods created angels, but angels fell in love with mortals. If this was “falling,” then where was heaven?
Chapter 423: The Gaze of the Goddess
That kiss was too long, as if to make up for the time Seraph had been absent. But the kiss was also too gentle. Even though Adele felt aggrieved, she still couldn’t bring herself to blame the girl she loved. She could only deepen the kiss, again and again… wanting to recoup the interest.
This lingering intimacy was unprecedented. Even Seraph, as an angel, was rarely so overwhelmed. Her slender hands, resting on the girl’s chest, weakly patted, seemingly powerless. Rather than stopping the girl’s further greedy advances, it was more like a playful gesture between lovers.
Although Adele was extremely reluctant, she still respected Seraph’s wishes and released her wet, soft tongue. The two looked into each other’s eyes, filled with love and many deep and complex emotions.
At this moment, Adele no longer cared why Seraph had been avoiding her these past few days. She didn’t care; she only cared about whether Seraph would be by her side, inseparable, in the days to come. That was what she considered the most important thing.
And apart from that, the emotions surging in the girl’s chest were more of heartache and bewilderment. Heartache, needless to say. Bewilderment was because Seraph’s appearance was vastly different from before.
Her silver hair had turned as black as lacquer, and the wings on her back had also changed from silver feathers to black feathers. Fortunately, the color of her eyes remained the captivating, deep sea blue, like precious gems, mesmerizing.
Additionally, Seraph felt more human. Not the “popularity” of an idol being sought after! It was about shedding the coldness of an angel, possessing the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary girls, countless senses and emotions.
Like now, she was affectionately calling the girl’s name.
“Adele…”
“Adele… (sniffles)”
The girl she had missed for as long as she had been separated. Knowing that her now-fallen self, for some special reason, shouldn’t have more involvement with Adele.
But to alleviate the loneliness in her heart, Seraph still couldn’t resist using the angelic imprint she had left in Adele’s body as a coordinate to locate her and use her abilities to peek at her recent situation. As if just looking at her from afar could bring peace of mind and alleviate loneliness.
But reality told Seraph that she was clearly wrong, and terribly so. It was like an addiction. The result of resisting temptation again and again was sinking. Perhaps Seraph had already guessed that she would eventually be found by Adele. And she didn’t choose to find a new place to hide, or stop her secret observations of the girl.
Perhaps this was because she had already sunk to the point of hoping to reunite with Adele. It was just that the angel still had a trace of pride, unwilling to admit it. But now, even this last trace of pride had completely vanished with Adele’s appearance.
Seraph affectionately called the girl’s name. And there were indeed people whose gazes could be as thick and sweet as candy. Including Seraph’s entire body, which exuded an unusual fragrance.
Adele couldn’t help but swallow. Could this be said… She felt like Seraph was seducing her. Using her soft, powerless hands to wrap around her neck, even her legs climbed onto her knees, kneeling on them.
This was a very ambiguous posture, and Adele understood it better than anyone. As for whether Seraph understood… the girl wasn’t sure. But at this moment, Seraph was clearly very different from the cold her of the past. Could this be the change brought about by falling?
The girl went from being emotionless, speechless, heartless, and expressionless, even when they were… together, basically just silently complying, to being like this… able to express her feelings more proactively, more greedily seeking love, and also craving to be possessed, to be messed up… by Adele.
In fact, Adele gradually realized what the pleasant fragrance emanating from Seraph was… It was an angel’s pheromones, a symbol of her passion. And this pheromone was fatally attractive to witches.
This was the first time Adele hadn’t relied on her own control, but was transformed into a witch by Seraph’s pheromones. A pair of nearly transparent pink wings appeared on Adele’s back. Including her tailbone, where a slender, succubus-like pink tail grew and swayed.
The heart-shaped tip of the tail, smelling the sweet fragrance in the air, began to greedily absorb it. Even without Adele’s control, it wanted to explore Seraph’s “flower heart.”
“Ugh… ah~”
Adele’s tail wrapped around Seraph’s inner thigh like a whip. It was also at this moment that Adele finally tried to calm down and regain control of her tail!
“St-Stop!”
Feeling dissatisfied, the tail, unable to enter Seraph’s flower heart by instinct, could only constantly move and rub against her edge. They say that cats and their tails are two different creatures. Now, even Adele and her witch tail had become two different creatures.
Of course, this was a joking statement. The reason Adele’s witch tail acted this way was due to the instinctive desires of her body. Seeing Seraph’s shy yet resisting demeanor, she suddenly smiled a sweet and charming smile.
Then, she placed her hands on Adele’s face and gently shook her head. “No… you don’t have to hold back, Adele.”
“I’m willing… to accept everything from you.”
Adele’s breath hitched. These were definitely not words the past Seraph would have said. The girl hadn’t expected that Seraph could also be so honest, instead of “verbally silent but physically honest.” Although, it was also exceptionally charming.
And she clearly realized that her already unnecessary rationality was about to fail to restrain the desire of this body to release its instincts.
Therefore, at that moment of impending loss of control, what emerged in Adele’s mind was such a sentence. “Then let’s… fall together with the angel.”
You are a fallen angel, and I am a witch. How compatible. And it seemed like a fated union.
While Seraph and Adele were both immersed in each other, unbeknownst to anyone, the veil covering the statue of the goddess suddenly swayed gently without wind. For a brief moment, it revealed a true face that mortals couldn’t look directly at, its eyes filled with immense sorrow.
