I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

Feng Zejian asked in a deep voice, "So have you reflected on this, or are you just pretending nothing happened?"

"The Vatican is deeply saddened by this incident, and it does not wish to see such a thing happen."

Chapter 421 Sequence Twelve, Night Angel

Kazema put a piece of foie gras dipped in sauce into his mouth.

“Victory once said that humanity does not need guidance from any other creature. Before everything was over, he still divided humanity into good and evil in half. In the end, even he himself could not quite justify it, because it was humanity that pushed him toward destruction.”

"He simply fell in love with a human, so he wasn't completely corrupted."

Feng Zejian's pupils contracted slightly, as if he had remembered something.

"I may have misunderstood something."

Angela asked softly, "What is it?"

"Perhaps, his love for Sister Laura was not the reason that led Victoria to fall into depravity, but rather it was precisely because of his love that his heart remained pure in the end."

Feng Zejian looked at the two people sitting opposite him.

"Victory's situation is probably not an isolated case."

Angela didn't hide anything either.

"As you think, that's exactly right."

Feng Zejian took a sip of red wine and continued:

"In my view, your purpose in coming here is nothing more than to recruit the Twelve Nights."

"But in my opinion, the Vatican is not a good choice. After all, this happened right under our noses, and you have not made amends, offered no explanation, and not even shown any attitude. I see no hope."

Russell West was deep in thought.

“It is like this, Mr. Feng Zejian. There are some things you should know. We do not deny that the Holy See made some mistakes in its early years, but these mistakes can only be kept in our hearts and cannot be spoken out. We also have our own helplessness. This does not mean that we stop moving forward, nor does it mean that we have not realized our mistakes.”

“Miss Angela is a key figure under the protection of the Holy See. The return of the Holy Envoy’s soul this time has told the Holy See many things. Upon receiving the news, Miss Angela resolutely decided to come in person to invite the two of you to join the Holy See.”

Feng Zejian raised his hand in refusal.

"I'll pass. Strictly speaking, I have absolutely no connection with you guys, so this is fine."

Angela smiled like an angel: "Whatever makes you happy. Whether you join or not is fine. Just consider it making friends. If you come to the Church's sphere of influence, you can ask for anything you need anytime."

"Your main target is actually Twelve Nights, right?"

"Ah."

"I would like to invite Miss Twelve Nights to join the Holy See. Given Miss Twelve Nights' achievements and status, I have already secured for you the title of Night Angel, Sequence Twelve, the same as your name."

"It's a deliberate coincidence, and also the first gift we've prepared for you."

Twelve Nights smiled.

"I am self-aware. I am just an ordinary person with pretty good luck."

"Ordinary people donate 90% of their income to charity, or travel thousands of miles with toys to visit critically ill children. Your childhood wasn't wonderful, but because of you, many otherwise unpleasant childhoods have become wonderful."

“You are not an ordinary person. Don’t worry about whether you can bear the name of an angel. Just know that the name of an angel shines because of you.”

Angela's words were both reasoned with and appealed to her emotions.

Even Feng Zejian found it hard to bear, let alone Shierye.

"I cannot guarantee that the Vatican is just, nor can I guarantee that the Vatican is free from darkness. What I can guarantee is that we are moving forward on the path of light."

"For this, I need your help, and I hope you can join the Vatican and join us. Let tragedies like Victoria and Laura never happen again."

Feng Zejian crossed his arms and remained silent.

He didn't say a word, or even make any expression.

He would respect and support whatever choice Twelve Nights made.

"I have no plans to leave here anytime soon."

"It's nothing. The Vatican also has offices here. If you don't want to go back to headquarters, you can stay here. There will be someone here to help you."

"However, I still suggest you go to headquarters."

Twelve Nights gazed upon the wind and marshland.

Feng Zejian closed his eyes.

"Master, if you want to do it, then do it."

Kazema's words solidified Twelve Nights's resolve.

"Okay, I'm willing to join the Vatican, on the condition that the Vatican cannot control my thoughts or restrict my freedom."

Angela smiled.

"Yes, on behalf of the Holy See, I assure you that we will never interfere with your free will or private life. The Holy See will be one step closer to a bright future because of your arrival."

Twelve Nights nodded.

The result satisfied both sides, and everyone ate quietly.

The dishes on the table were changed again and again, and Feng Zejian ate at one table after another.

While they were eating, Feng Zejian's phone rang.

Feng Ze nodded repeatedly as he answered the phone.

He immediately picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

"You all eat, I have to go now, Master. Call me if you need anything. I'll leave those two knives with you for now."

Twelve Nights nodded, smiled, and waved goodbye.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Feng Zejian nodded and then left the group's sight.

"I can feel it."

Twelve Nights looked at Angela, who had said those words, with some confusion. "What did you sense?"

"He's very special; he exudes a subtle, almost divine quality."

Twelve Nights couldn't help but laugh.

"If he becomes a god, he'll definitely be a very eccentric one, hahaha."

Angela also sighed.

"Yes, it will definitely be very interesting."

Feng Zejian hailed a ride-hailing car outside the clubhouse and arrived at a self-service barbecue restaurant.

As I walked into the barbecue restaurant, I saw Fujimura Teiji waving at me with tongs in hand.

"Brother Jian, it's great to see you again."

Feng Zejian squinted. He felt the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Brother Jian, have you forgotten me? I am Tingzhi."

Upon hearing this name, Feng Zejian's eyes widened.

Is this still the same weak Fujimura Teiji from before?

Now he's grown a bit, and most importantly, he's taken off his glasses and styled his hair into a buzz cut. He's wearing a black fitness t-shirt that fits his body well, and you can clearly see his bulging biceps and the muscles in his entire arm.

This is nothing like the pitiful little thing she used to be.

"It hasn't been that long since we last met, but you've changed so much."

Fujimura Teiji laughed happily, "After hearing what you said, I don't want to continue being weak either."

Feng Zejian patted him on the shoulder.

"Training is important, but you also need to supplement your nutrition. Otherwise, it would be terrible if you didn't grow taller."

At that moment, Fujimura Yu's voice rang out.

"Don't worry, Tingzhi's nutritional injections have never stopped. Her three meals a day are prepared by a professional nutritionist."

"I don't think a nutritionist is necessary. Everyone's constitution is different, and the body's own feedback is more accurate than a nutritionist's plan."

Chapter 422 The Meaning of Frost and Snow

Fujimura Yu smiled helplessly.

"You're still as eloquent as ever, but it's no use talking to me. This kid isn't under my jurisdiction now. Go sit down, Little Deer is waiting for you."

Feng Zejian couldn't help but grin.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

"What are you doing? You've already given her a token of your love, why are you still pretending?"

Feng Zejian stared wide-eyed, his brows furrowed, looking utterly bewildered.

How exactly did Feng Zeming hand it over?

While Kazesawa was still in a daze, Fujimura Yu pulled Kazesawa to a booth and then pressed him into the seat next to Kasahara Kojima.

Kasahara Koshika was already excessively fair-skinned, so the blush that the girl blushed with shyness made her even more radiant because of that fair skin.

"Um, thank you, brother."

"Although I'm not very good with knives, I really like your gift. I won't betray the name of Frost and Snow."

As she spoke, Kasahara Kojima took Kazesawa Mako's hand in her own.

“I know how the outside world views you, and I’m not the narrow-minded type. I understand how good you are to me, so I will try to be tolerant of your affections. So let’s be together.”

Feng Zejian held his forehead.

"Wait, wait, what did Feng Zemin say when she handed Shuangxue over to you?"

Fujimura Yu pondered, "Back then, Xiaomingming said that this knife was a gift for Xiaolu, that it was a token of your affection, and that Xiaolu must accept it."

Feng Zejian pondered for a moment.

"It is a gift, yes, but..."

Fujimura Yu had a mischievous grin on his face.

"Master Hua Niao once told us that the holders of Frost and Snow throughout history were all given by one party to the other, symbolizing that love is as pure as frost and as white as snow."

"We even checked, and there is indeed such a claim."

Feng Zejian felt a chill run down his spine. He had never heard of this story before.

"If I said I didn't mean that, would you believe me?"

“Feng Zejian, why are you pretending with us? Who gives away a famous sword right away? We’ve heard of it. There are only five of those famous swords in total, and you had Xiao Mingming give one to Xiao Lu without saying a word.”

"You have no idea, there was a guy in our squad named Shiranui Akari who stared wide-eyed at that famous sword. His two elders were seriously injured and recuperating because of the sword, and I heard they almost died there."

Kazema looked at Kasahara Koshika and asked softly, "Is that what you think too?"

Kasahara Kojika retorted, "Do you expect me to pretend nothing happened and casually accept your gift?"

"You may have just given it to me casually, but for me, receiving this gift evokes completely different feelings, brother."

"If everything is just my wishful thinking, then maybe I won't have any more expectations in the future, brother."

Feng Zejian seemed somewhat at a loss.

"is it so serious?"

"Compared to that, brother, do you think my outfit looks good today?"

Kazema's gaze fell on Kasahara Koshika.

She wore a blue floral dress, and her soft little feet were encased in warm blue women's leather shoes.

She wore a black headband, and a necklace made of colorful pebbles hung around the girl's pink and white neck.

Those white eyes blinked, and the light they reflected pierced through Feng Zejian's heart at that moment.