"Tsk. You haven't seen that photo on the data terminal, have you?"
"It came out pretty well."
"But did you forget just how mischievous the Heavenly Foundation King is? It's one thing in Brandon White's world, but you actually dared to bring it to angel civilization."
"It's already been exposed by the Heavenly Foundation King."
Angel Yan raised an eyebrow at Blazeheart's expression, then projected a photo into the air. The moment Blazeheart saw it, her face flushed crimson, her eyes filled with panic and shyness.
She never imagined Master would find this photo!
No—she should have expected this. Given Master's mischievous personality, she would definitely give her a thorough inspection from inside and out!
That troublemaker Hexi! It was one thing for her to look at it herself, but she actually uploaded it to the database. That meant all her sisters had seen it too!
Curse it all!
She should have deleted it back then.
Blazeheart fumed internally. But when her gaze fell on the projection in the air, she couldn't help but lower her head, feeling reluctant to part with it.
In the projection, Brandon had no idea he was being secretly photographed by Blazeheart. He was lounging lazily against Snorlax's soft belly, holding a book in his hands. His handsome features combined with his calm, natural demeanor fulfilled virtually every angel's fantasy of what a god should be.
No one knew how long Blazeheart had gazed at that scene.
"They're all envious that you found such a god. If Brandon weren't in another world, there might actually be angels coming to compete with you for him."
Angel Yan teased Blazeheart, then closed the projection.
"Hold onto him tight, little Blazeheart."
In the eyes of angels, Brandon's potential was among the highest even within the chat group.
Whether it was his talent or his temperament, both ensured just how brilliant his future would be.
Joining the chat group meant one would inevitably become powerful—even among the mightiest across all heavens—barring any accidents. But different chat group members still had gaps between them. These gaps manifested in how much time they needed to become powerful.
Even with angel civilization's support, she couldn't guarantee she would definitely surpass the others.
Setting aside that comedic Shiba Inu, whether it was Brandon White, Aizen, Luo Hao, Tendou Souji, Uchiha Madara, or Marquis Voban—she didn't believe she was definitely stronger than any of them.
They possessed all the qualities of gods. Nothing could shake them. They were born destined to become powerful, no matter which world they were born into.
"Little Blazeheart, you've spent so much time with Brandon. What do you think of Earth civilization's future?"
"Of course, I'm not talking about the Earth civilization from our world."
Angel Yan spoke in a gentle tone.
"Although my god's civilization has weak technological strength and is currently going through a transitional era, I believe that under his guidance, it will become a powerful civilization no weaker than angel civilization."
Blazeheart spoke with absolute certainty on this point.
Though Brandon spent most of his time calmly reading in his pocket dimension, conversing with her, or playing with the Pokémon, he had never lacked attention for Earth civilization. Earth civilization's future had always been firmly in his grasp.
Because she had seen that book—that mysterious object called the [Chronicles of Time]. It recorded this world's past and future, as well as everything Brandon would do in times to come.
It was precisely because she had seen that world's future that she had such confidence in Earth civilization under her god's guidance.
"Though he only let me look at it for a little while."
As if remembering something, Blazeheart unconsciously pouted and spoke unhappily.
"Only let you look at what for a little while?"
Hearing Blazeheart's words, Angel Yan asked curiously.
"I can't say without my god's permission."
Blazeheart shook her head. Her god showing her that thing was a sign of trust. Even though he only let her look briefly, she still had to keep it secret.
"You can't even tell me?"
The corner of Angel Yan's mouth twitched.
"Not even you, Yan."
Blazeheart nodded seriously.
"You haven't even married him yet and you're already this devoted. I'm genuinely worried that once you do marry him, you'll hand over all of angel civilization's technology."
Angel Yan rolled her eyes and spoke in exasperation.
Blazeheart's pretty face reddened. She lowered her head and spoke softly:
"Master said if my god wants it, these things can be given."
"Also, Master has already started building me the newest Heavenly Foundation battleship. It's being made to the standards of Heavenly Blade Seven."
"Its combat effectiveness should be a little bit stronger than Heavenly Blade Seven."
"..."
Angel Yan didn't know what to say for a moment. A Heavenly Foundation battleship built to Heavenly Blade Seven's standards?
Should she comment on how extravagant this was?
The Heavenly Blade warships were angel civilization's main battle vessels—weapons deployed only in nebula-class warfare. Each one represented angel civilization's accumulated heritage.
Heavenly Blade Seven was the pinnacle creation among all Heavenly Blade warships. Was the Heavenly Foundation King really planning to send one of those over directly?
No—one that was even a little bit stronger.
I'm supposed to be the next Angel King. Why wasn't I told about this...
Fine. This master-disciple pair were both completely love-brained.
Angel Yan shook her head in exasperation. When she found her own god in the future, she definitely couldn't be as generous as these two.
"So, when are you planning to claim Brandon White? After this Heavenly Foundation version of Heavenly Blade Seven is complete?"
Rubbing her head, she spoke with her lips twitching slightly.
"My god is always thinking about civilization matters. When he talks with me, it's always about civilization-related topics. When he's resting, he's playing with the Pokémon."
"And what about you? What are you doing during the time when he's not discussing civilization with you?"
"I'm playing with Pikachu and the others."
Blazeheart spoke somewhat sheepishly. But the Pokémon were really too cute—she couldn't help it.
There was one thing she didn't mention: it was precisely through playing with the Pokémon that she could gradually get closer to her god during playtime, then pull him in to join them.
Hearing this, Angel Yan couldn't help but laugh.
But thinking about how Blazeheart was only a little over five hundred years old and had always been focused on research, she certainly had no experience in this area.
At times like this, a senior needed to properly tease—no, properly guide her.
"Blazeheart, bring out your charm as an angel."
"Brandon White has never been in a relationship. If you just tease him a little and let him experience the beauty of angels... Do you need me to teach you?"
In the past, Blazeheart would definitely have blushed and her heart would have raced when this topic came up. But this time, she pursed her lips and delivered a devastating blow:
"No thanks."
"You don't even have a god yourself, Yan. You have zero experience."
"To put it in my god's civilization's terms: 'You're clearly single yet you act like you're experienced, and you love giving relationship advice to others.'"
"If you want to guide me, maybe find a god of your own first and show him the beauty of angels."
— End of Chapter —