Hell was rather troublesome.
As everyone knows, there is only one source for succubi, the Lord of Lust among the seven Demon Kings.
Even if she was willing to talk nicely, her appetite was very big.
Dwelling on future matters was futile; Wayne only focused on the present, observing the changes in Juno’s body, while simultaneously collecting data to increase the success rate of future surgeries.
It was embarrassing to admit, but Juno herself was part of the experiment; everything Wayne did was to pave the way for Hefei and Veronica.
Those two, especially, could not afford any oversight.
Golden light blossomed, Golden Rule Holy Words wrapped around into a halo of characters, circling Juno like ribbons, reshaping her bloated body, cloaking her in a layer of sacred radiance.
In the eyes of devout believers, Juno was holy; but to Wayne and Saina, this was just a false angelic shell.
Before long, Juno’s body returned to its initial form.
White skin covered her body, which didn’t quite resemble normal human skin; it looked more like a suit of skin.
Her limbs were delicate yet strong, and her overall posture maintained a humanoid form; with extended hands and feet, her height suddenly surpassed two meters.
A pair of white wings unfurled behind her, along with the rotation of the Golden Rule Holy Words ribbons, the wings pulsated with light, shedding visible energy fluctuations.
At the edges of her wings, a few black feathers formed and then fell to the ground.
There were no obvious gender characteristics in Juno’s angelic form, save for a slight protuberance on her chest, ensuring she wasn’t entirely flat.
On her head, large areas of white froth writhed, settling into a bird-like triangular cranial form.
Without ears or eyes, her entire face seemed to be masked by a pale triangular mask with a metallic texture. As the Golden Rule Holy Words ribbons closed in, a cross pattern intersected on the white mask, with a golden eyeball pattern congregating at its center.
Juno’s mouth was situated below the triangular mask, her lips a delicate and cool color, the most human-like feature on her entire body.
The Golden Rule Holy Words ribbons contracted and vanished, the evolution complete.
"Easier than I thought..."
Saina looked at her own faith, having easily created an Artificial Angel so stable; it far exceeded the results attainable by the powers of a demigod.
Her faith had grown stronger.
What about the future? How far could it go?
As a follower, she would grow stronger alongside her faith; what would the future look like for her?
Saina swallowed quietly, thinking that even if Wayne hadn’t changed her, she would have fallen for this man.
Her desire was too overpowering; Wayne, before separating from the amplifier Pale Nest, could distinctly feel Saina’s desire and gave her a look to behave herself.
Saina was restless, remembering Wayne’s promise: A hefty reward if the experiment succeeded.
"Let’s call it a success for now, but we’ll have to keep observing the outcome," Wayne said expressionlessly to Saina, "I’ve steered her thoughts through Pale Nest; her faith will become Pale Nest. Though she’s unaware of it, the risk remains."
"I understand; the believers of Pale Nest are not your believers, right?" Saina approached Wayne from behind, nudging him as she said, "You’ve done very well, Hefei won’t turn out like me. If you’re afraid, then become a true divine being. There’s nothing wrong with her having faith in a deity, is there?"
Saina hit upon Wayne’s sore spot, then continued, "But I’m out of options. The things you promised me, you must deliver."
You talk to your own faith ?
"Saina, stop thinking about what faith has given you; instead, reflect on what you have given to faith."
"My everything is given to faith."
Seeing Saina rub her hands together, neither blushing nor having a heartbeat, Wayne sighed, "Let’s start with a date; I’ve booked a candlelit dinner, I hope you will grace it."
"A candlelit dinner too?"
Saina blinked, a blush spreading across her face, "Why so formal? If Veronica finds out, she’ll definitely misunderstand."
"Should we cancel it then?"
Four or five days later, the date was September 3rd.
After Juno’s evolution succeeded, without pausing to be pleased, she and Celeste left the secret base.
Her absence had been too long, and it was hard to explain to her Queen mother; confessing to evolution was out of the question, not to mention the restrictions Wayne imposed, and Juno herself did not wish to express it.
The Queen had her thoughts, so did the Princess, and likewise the Prince; the atmosphere of the Royal Family was brimming with individual agendas.
Besides explaining her disappearance, Juno faced another headache: how to explain the whereabouts of the Magic Department Vice Minister Allen.
No matter what, Allen had been in contact with Celeste before disappearing, and after his disappearance, Juno and Celeste disappeared together.
Optimistically, the Princess and her tutor might have joined forces to dispose of the Magic Department Vice Minister and have been in recovery since.
Wayne didn’t worry about these matters; it was up to Juno to find a way. The night he made the concession to Saina, allowing her to be presumptuous.
Only after Saina had her wish fulfilled did she leave Windsor, contentedly returning to Church headquarters to continue the fight for fame and fortune.
Mula wasn’t dead, but it didn’t affect Wayne’s status as heir; Saina, harboring the desire to become Pope, planned to offer the entire Church to her own faith.
The Holy Maiden of the Naturalism Church had been decided, Dusa from Villa 8; Saina contemplated maliciously whether she should make a move on the Holy Maiden.
Initially, Wayne’s dream was to cling to his teacher Hefei’s coattails, and once Hefei became Pope, to exploit his status as the Pope’s student, enjoy the power, and spend nights discussing the neon drama script with the Holy Maiden.
Although the process had been twisted, he was now very close to his former dream; his teacher’s teacher, close to becoming Pope, and would only have his best interests in mind.