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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 North

"Savine?"

She lit it up silently, took one deep breath of smoke and her own mana, and blew at Alexis.

"Like I said, not in the mood," she shrugged. "I'm tired beyond describing."

"But you're leaving tomorrow," he said impishly. "Spend this one last night with me?"

"Naaah, nah, nah, no. It's probably best if I sleep now, rest properly, and head out on my journey. I'm quite excited for it, you know? As for you… well, you have another wife. You'll survive."

"…Are you being serious right now? At least remove this barrier."

Alexis was now acting like a spoiled brat, throwing a tantrum. In his head, he liked to pretend he was a perfect being, but at the end of the day, he was only 20. Moreover, he was the crown prince of a nation. If he wasn't at least a bit spoiled, it would be weird. 

But at the same time, just because she was married to her, it wasn't her obligation to serve his needs.