Chapter 605 – Descent of an Angel

“Temporarily?” Luwen keenly caught that word, and a spark of hope reignited. “Will the purchase restrictions be lifted later?”

If that were the case, waiting a while longer wouldn’t matter.

Mo Lan shook her head again. “Holy City won’t be the final stop on my travels, and this magical candy shop won’t stay open forever. Once I’ve had my fill of this place and am ready to leave, I won’t mind selling the candy recipes.”

“Candy recipes?” Luwen looked at the candy-making area where various tools danced through the air, and there was even a Magical Crucible. “Even if someone got the recipes, it would be very hard for anyone else to mass-produce candy the way you do!”

“Aren’t you also a member of the Dawn Society? Who sells recipes to individuals anymore these days? Of course I’d put them on the Knowledge Scales and hand them over to the Dawn Society!” Mo Lan said.

Initially, to conceal the news that a new Sorceress had emerged among the Witch race, she had only given the Witches Management Cards, granting them the authority to upload card-making knowledge or materials and earn a share of card sales revenue.

But once the Dawn Society truly became popular across all of Valen, the situation changed.

Every member of the Dawn Society, when they signed the membership contract upon joining, had signed with the name “Mo Lan” written in Witch language.

Not everyone was like Greta, who would mistake Witch language for Draconic.

One could say that any Society member with even a passing familiarity with the characteristics of Witch language knew that the master of the Dawn Society hailed from the Witch’s Wilds.

Many had even begun speculating whether the Witch race had given birth to a new Sorceress.

But having signed the contract, they couldn’t leak information or discuss it privately, so speculation remained just that—no one went to verify it.

And what would verification accomplish anyway?

Could a Sorceress capable of making such grand moves be someone easy to tangle with?

They didn’t even dare openly oppose Witches anymore, let alone a Sorceress. Weren’t they afraid of Anita’s Firework Blasts coming at them without rhyme or reason?

Besides, they could no longer do without the convenient and affordable magic cards.

To firmly bind even more people to the great ship that was the Dawn Society, Mo Lan had listed two cards in the Dawn Society’s Card Shop: the Treasure Scales Card and the Knowledge Scales Card.

Both cards were single-use and very cheap—the only two cards in the Card Shop sold at cost.

Those who tipped the Treasure Scales with a treasure could earn permanent rights to purchase that treasure’s card at the base price.

Those who tipped the Knowledge Scales with knowledge could earn a Gem Coin share of the sales profits from cards directly produced from that knowledge.

Both the Treasure Scales and the Knowledge Scales would only tip for treasures and knowledge not already contained in the Book of Cards.

Although both the base-price purchasing rights and profit shares were less favorable than what the Witches received, the Dawn Society’s unrivaled market spanning all of Valen meant the final returns were still more profitable than selling elsewhere.

Those who had successfully used the Treasure Scales Card or Knowledge Scales Card were bound to the Dawn Society’s great ship, unwilling under any circumstances to see their interests capsize along with it.

Mo Lan of course had no use for these two cards herself. Bringing up the Knowledge Scales Card with Luwen right now was merely a pretense.

Once she obtained what she wanted and left Holy City, she could directly use the Book of Cards to create cards for these candies and list them in the Card Shop.

At that point, Luwen and Miliel could buy as many candies as they had Gem Coins for.

But eating candy was ultimately treating the symptoms rather than the cause. Sooner or later, Miliel would still become a High-Ranking Angel.

She couldn’t help wondering whether there was some defect inherent to the Angel race—why did they have to shed their emotions as part of their growth?

“So as soon as you leave Holy City and close up shop, you’ll sell these candy recipes to the Dawn Society?” Luwen confirmed with her once more.

“Of course! If I didn’t happen to be in Holy City—the place with the largest audience for these candies—and didn’t happen to have free time lately, I would have sold them to the Dawn Society ages ago. Their commission is high, sure, but the market is huge!” Mo Lan said matter-of-factly.

“Then how long do you plan to stay in Holy City?” Luwen asked.

“At least ten years, I’d say. And if I end up liking it here, staying indefinitely is possible too,” Mo Lan said.

The hope that had just risen in Luwen was cast under shadow once more.

Mo Lan thought to herself—surely now he’d try to find a way to drive her out of Holy City?

A mere mage apprentice couldn’t do anything to her, an ostensibly Advanced Witch. To drive her away, the only option was to bring Miliel’s true form here.

And once Miliel’s true form came, the Angel’s memories would be hers for the taking.

When that happened, could holy light magic and faith magic be far behind?

Luwen left the Candy Coin exchange counter clutching thirty Candy Coins.

But before Mo Lan could even wait for the Angel Miliel to arrive, a hush fell over the outside.

The Hermits hadn’t been particularly noisy to begin with, but now there wasn’t a single sound at all—only the looping announcements from the loudspeaker inside the shop.

Mo Lan handed the counted-out Candy Coins to the Hermit in front of her, then turned to look outside through the Crystal glass window.

“An Angel has descended!”

The door banged open with a clang, and the Hermit who had just been standing before her was already outside performing a kneeling prostration—though of course, he hadn’t forgotten to grab the Candy Coins he’d just exchanged.

An Angel with four wings on its back, white hair, golden eyes, and a long robe of gold-threaded white silk was slowly descending outside the candy shop.

Though the Halo of Faith above its head was still ethereal and unformed, it was already recognizably circular—surely this Angel was not far from ascending to High-Ranking Angel.

The Hermits inside the candy shop not only parted to make way but dropped to their knees on the ground.

Though what they worshipped was the Light itself, they also believed that Angels were the existence closest to the Light—messengers of the Light in the mortal world.

The moment Mo Lan laid eyes on this Angel, a thought popped into her head: “Angels are genderless—so it really is true!”

The Angel that walked into the shop appeared to be at least two meters tall.

Though humanoid in shape, with long hair, and features that leaned more masculine from a human perspective, a closer look revealed no discernible sex characteristics whatsoever. There was no telling whether this Angel was male or female.

Mo Lan had once read in a book that Angels had no gender distinction. At the time, she’d found it strange—they were humanoid, so what would a genderless being actually look like?

Merfolk, for instance, also started out with indeterminate sex, but once a Merfolk found a mate, they could choose their own gender and develop the corresponding reproductive organs in preparation for procreation.

But Angels had no gender distinction for their entire lives, nor any reproductive organs. Even in Angelic, there were no words denoting different genders.

Because their method of reproduction was asexual.

Two Angels would each take a portion of their angel force essence, fuse them together, and produce an Angel egg. After incubating it in a hatching pool, a new Angel would be born.

After seeing this Angel, Mo Lan understood: the absence of sex characteristics could still possess its own kind of beauty.