"In the past, it was the church that handled such matters, but due to the change in the pope, almost all the priests who knew the divine arts there have gone to the Vatican. The only priest who knew the divine arts has gone missing.

"Now, there are only a few priests who manage daily affairs and priests who preach. So from today onwards, you will go to those small towns and see what has happened. And you will appease the people. You can all put your work aside for now.

"I and a few other seraphim, will go to the entrance of the abyss to check out the exact situation. The situation there is not serious, so there will be a power angel leading the team."

Appease the people?

Davis was stunned for a moment.

His mind suddenly recalled the things of his previous life.

He was a little reluctant. After all, it meant that he could not stay in Paradise Island quietly and cultivate.

How could the outside world be as good as Paradise Island? How could it have a higher concentration of elements than Paradise Island? Where...

On second thought, he had already broke through to the principality level. For the time being, he probably would not have the chance to break through again.

He might as well go out for a walk and relax.

Perhaps it would be good to change different check-in places and see if there would be any different rewards.

"That's good too. I just happen to be in this world. I haven't left Paradise Island yet. I can also take the opportunity to interact with my race in my previous life..."

However, mortals were just herds of sheep in that world.

Davis was given a list.

It had an address: Bourne Town.

In addition, there were densely packed names, about two thousand people.

These were all his targets this time, and the names on the list were all so-called 'fanatics'.

There was also a believer rank on the list. It had been marked with the believer rank, the basis of worship.

Fanatic believers...

True believers...

Shallow believers...

There was also a request for different levels of blessing to different believers.

After reading this standard, even Davis couldn't help but frown.

There was also a difference in treatment.

Was it not the commandment of 'God' to treat believers equally?

The key was this believer rank list. He did not know how they managed to get it. The standard was too general, and if someone from a poor family might not even have the money to do any worship.

If one took out all their wealth, they would only have a few copper coins, but the rich families would easily have hundreds or thousands of gold coins.

Many of the people on the list were old people and children who needed to be blessed. Those people did not have the ability to work, so how could they be in possession of anything?

Did they not rely on the strong, adult labor force of their families? Those people, in addition to having to take care of themselves, had to look over the elderly and children too. After worshipping, they had to continue working to earn money and continue waiting for the next worship.

One could imagine how miserable the situation of these poor people was.

Davis had always thought that the situation of these believers was actually not bad. After all, there was no war now.

Now, it seemed that he was still too naïve.

Even the blessings were different in levels!

...

Of all the angels on Paradise Island, perhaps Davis was the only one who felt that it was a little cruel.

The others might not have such thoughts. In their eyes, only those who were useful to the 'God' were to be protected.

However, Davis was very conflicted in his heart. He still had not changed himself.

"Ahem, have you all gotten the name list?"

Gabriel looked around, he warned loudly, "Listen up, when you give your blessings, you must strictly follow the criteria. You can not increase or decrease them without permission. If you do not meet the criteria, you will be punished. Three months later, those who come back from the mission will be tested!"

After the things that needed to be explained were finished, everyone had already started to pack their things and prepare to leave.

"Davis, Little Brother, wait for me..."

At that point, Fiona suddenly called out to Davis from behind.

"What's the matter?"

Davis immediately turned his head and looked at the young angel who was walking towards him.

Fiona looked at Davis gently and touched his head.

"Don't worry, Little Brother. No matter what happens in the future, I'll always protect you. This is a promise that I, Fiona, have made since we were young."

When she said that, she had a complicated expression although her gaze was unusually determined.

Davis was stunned. He knew that she had heard the discussions of those people and was worried about his safety.

Then, Fiona said that she still had to pack her things, so she took the lead and left.

Davis looked at Fiona's back as she flew far away, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

...

The sun was setting by then and nightfall would come soon.

Davis finally came to the town he was responsible for—Bourne Town!

It was a very beautiful town, the scenery was very good, and the brilliant sunset cast a layer of golden light on the mountains. The vegetation and houses were all exceptionally beautiful in the hazy sunset.

There seemed to be many middle-aged people living and working in peace.

But underneath the beautiful surface was the stench of the Devil!

In order to better investigate, Davis had hidden all the characteristics of his angel, making him look like an ordinary human, but his 'human' was too handsome and wore a thick hood.

After Davis parted with the others, he walked alone in the countryside under the setting sun.

After feeling the warmth of the sun, he lifted his hood and felt the warm sunlight. Then, a warm smile appeared on his lips.

He breathed in the air of the countryside mixed with the fragrance of the vegetation.

It was the first time after his rebirth that Davis remembered that he was once a human.

"Dong, dong, dong."

"Hello, this is the church's investigative team. May I come in?"

Soon, the door opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a fearful expression.

He looked at Davis from head to toe, and felt that this person was not a bad person. Moreover, the clothes on his body also indicated that this person's identity was extraordinary.

"Sir... Sir, please come in."

Davis entered the room, looked around, and turned his head to ask him, "Where are your wife and daughter?"

"I'll call them out immediately."

Not long after, a woman carrying a four or five-year-old little girl walked out from the interior of the house. The wife was still fine, but the little girl shrank into a ball timidly and did not dare to look at the person who came.

"Ahem, I'm sent by the church. I want to ask you a few questions now."

Davis took out a small notebook from his pocket very skillfully. "I'll ask you first, then your wife and daughter. You know the rules, right? You must tell the truth."

The middle-aged man's expression changed when he heard this. He quickly said in a flattering manner, "Sir, I can speak alone. There's no need for my wife and daughter, right?"

"As long as they can talk, then I would have to ask!"

Davis said expressionlessly.

When he said this, the husband and wife looked desperate. The little girl was on the verge of tears. She looked very pitiful.

However, she did not dare to oppose the church at all and could only listen obediently.

Davis was also very confused when he saw the frightened expressions of the few of them. It was just supposed to be a question? Did they have to be that afraid?