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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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Duties

"By the way you should probably send your servant away," Savine said matter-of-factly. 

Master Oran looked at his servant for a couple more seconds before speaking.

"If he has offended you in some way, I apologize on his behalf. Tenneh, you apologize as well.

'Are they close?' Eliseline wondered. 

Master Oran didn't feel like someone so pompous and overbearing. But his servant was almost overwhelmingly rude. There was only one reason why he would still be employed under him. 

"He's a relative?" Savine asked. 

But they didn't really look that much alike. 

"No…" the old man looked hesitant to speak, but he eventually sighed, and explained. "A good friend of mine entrusted him to me. The debt I owe him is not so small that I can push him away so casually."