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I must save the world, but I can't kill anyone.

As one of the angels tasked with saving the countless worlds, Savine took her job very seriously. She was diligent and thorough, and made sure to make herself the perfect example to strive for. But as time passed and as she witnessed the horrors humanity was capable of, her thoughts changed. 'Humans don't deserve the grace of us angels. As long as they're pious and peaceful in the end, the means don't matter.' Thus, whenever she went to a new world, she chose to save it in the quickest manner possible. She killed all the heretics and brainwashed the remaining people to always be faithful to God and to never act destructively towards themselves and the planet they stayed on. However, when she was about to go to another world to save it, God's Oracle enforced a few conditions on her. "No killing, no violence, no threats. Save the world the right way." Savine was then abruptly sent to the new world with all these conditions attached to her, but not only that, she found herself in the body of a 12-year-old girl from the lower cities. It was a far cry from the bodies of High-emperors, multitrillionaires, and the Supreme Magi that she normally took over. With the game stacked against her, what will Savine do? *** Arworks Illustrator: LAM Twitter: https://twitter.com/ramdayo1122?s=09 Pixiv: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/17429 Website: https://lam-illust.com/

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The Magicracy

Saying such things to herself, Eliseline put on her mask and got out of the little carriage they were on.

"Where are you going?" Lihar asked.

"Just walking around," Eliseline said and jumped out.

Walking around, she wasn't so slow compared to the carriages moving around. The horses walked on at a leisurely pace, occasionally lowering their heads to nibble at the tall grass. 

The caravan they were part of was a slow one. Though merchants tended to enjoy swift rides, impatient for profits, the leader of this bunch was somewhat special. Onyx Affluent, he was called, and seemed to really enjoy his nickname, especially the second part, smiling every time he heard it. 

Eliseline walked towards the main carriage to meet him.

"Affluent?" she called out.

His black head popped out of the carriage window, a wide smile on his face.

"Ah, the mysterious lady demanding for passage. What brought you here?"