"Um..."

I felt a bit nervous under her stare and could only honestly explain.

"I also don't know how I levelled up. Every time I just wake up after sleep and somehow my wings have strangely increased."

As for Nicola, there was no need to mention her. She was purely overpowered, her experiences were completely irrelevant.

"Is it related to sleep? But Lady Serena told me that the more I fight, the greater the chances of levelling up..."

Upon hearing this, Casey lowered her head to contemplate, seeming to have not figured out what she wanted.

At this time the elevator door opened. After exiting, it was an extravagantly decorated lobby. Angels with different attires and number of wings could be seen passing by from time to time.

Most of them only had four wings, some even only two. Occasionally there were also a few passersby without wings. Unable to see their ears clearly, it was unsure whether they were light elves or angels.

"This is the Royal Hall. Give me your names and I’ll help apply for rooms."

After getting our names, Casey ran to the front desk in the middle of the lobby and talked with a few angels standing behind it.

"There are quite a lot of people!"

Looking at the bustling scene here which contrasted sharply with the bleak outdoors, I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Maybe because it's in the city center..."

Nicola looked around very leisurely. Since the angels were all female, what was seen here were almost all beauties. If there were males, it would mean it was a light elf.

"That's..."

Suddenly her gaze tightened as she grabbed my arm. But then she shook her head again, seeming to realize she was wrong, and put her hand back.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her startled look, I asked strangely.

"No...I think my eyes are blurred."

Nicola rubbed her eyes and said.

"I seemed to have seen Michelle just now."

"Michelle? Your eyes can also blur?"

Upon hearing this I couldn't help but sneer.

What kind of place is this? Edenmere, the angels' lair. If Michelle could sneak into such a place silently, the angels would have been wiped out long ago.

Moreover, future Nicola said she had sent her to another timeline.

At this time Casey was seen walking smilingly towards us.

"It's been arranged. I’ll bring you to the lounge now. You can meet Lady Elara directly when she returns."

Saying so, she led us to walk behind the lobby.

"Do you know where the other two angels who were with us are?"

While walking I suddenly asked.

Actually I had intended to look for them upon first entering the lobby, but seeing the coming and going angels here, I realized they might have completely changed appearance like me. So I could only ask Casey directly to see.

"You mean the two newborn angels rescued back then?"

Casey asked while leading the way ahead.

"I heard they seemed to lack common knowledge and were exceptionally allowed by Lady Elara to temporarily stay in this palace to learn. But I don’t know exactly where they live."

"Then how can we find them?"

Nicola asked disappointedly.

"I’ll help ask the person in charge of the palace later."

Stolen novel; please report.

Casey readily promised. By then we had arrived at a very spacious room. The interior layout was similar to ordinary hotels, but the various facilities were quite complete.

"Feliciana right? Use this room."

Casey said looking at me, then brought Nicola out the door.

"Nicola yours is next door."

"It looks pretty good here!"

After they both left, I sized up the room's layout. It felt quite exquisite. Although the furniture configuration was no different from hotels, the grade was much higher.

"Simple, luxurious!"

I lay on the bed, looking up at the softly bright sky outside the window. Unfortunately I didn't feel a bit sleepy, otherwise I would have liked to have a good sleep on this soft bed.

However, when I sat up again, I discovered a two-winged angel standing at the door.

"Wow! A blue-haired angel, my first time seeing one!"

That two-winged angel stared at me brightly, with an astonished expression.

"Michelle?! How can you possibly be here?"

But seeing her appearance made me jump up from the bed in fright.

"Michelle? Who's that?"

The other party looked at me puzzled, seeming to have never heard this name before.

"Wrong!"

Hearing what she said, I also immediately realized I had the wrong person.

"Your hair..."

In fact, the difference between them was quite obvious. Most importantly was the different hair color. Michelle's hair was pure red without any impurities. While this two-winged angel had uniform golden long hair like other angels, even having a slightly faded white color.

Moreover, her pair of pure white wings behind her back were also very different from Michelle's.

But apart from that, they were almost completely identical, whether in looks or figure. It was as if they were carved out from the same mould.

"Don't you have a sister lost outside somewhere?"

I blurted out subconsciously, but then thought angels seemed to be different from humans. They were all female, so what sister could there be. But how could they look so alike, was it just a coincidence?

"Looks like you’ve met someone who resembles me a lot?"

Hearing what I said, this two-winged angel also immediately reacted.

"Although I don't know who this Michelle is, we’re meeting for the first time."

"Sorry..."

I hurriedly apologized embarrassedly.

"Mainly Michelle left too deep an impression on me. Seeing you just now made me somewhat excited."

"It's alright!"

The other party waved her hand at me nonchalantly, not minding at all as she said.

"This just proves we’re fated!"

Saying so, she sat down unabashedly next to me on the bed.

"You are..."

Seeing her so intimate, I was also stunned for a moment, not knowing what she intended to do.

"Nothing much. Just discovered someone suddenly living in this room that’s always empty. So I came in to take a look."

The two-winged angel smiled and explained casually. Then she moved a little closer to me.

"How come I've never seen you before? You should have just returned to Edenmere right?"

"Yes, I just came back with Serena..."

I looked at this person strangely. I always felt she was a little different from the other angels I had seen before. That feeling was extremely similar to Nicola's before she knew my identity.

"No wonder then!"

The two-winged angel seemed to have realized it when she heard me, with an enlightened look. She reached out and stroked my hair.

"Someone with hair as beautiful as yours, I definitely won't forget it if I’ve seen it before."

"Uh..."

With all kinds of prior experience, I had almost confirmed that this angel who resembled Michelle was most likely a lesbian.

Seeing her finish stroking my hair and start to slowly move her hand downwards, there were two choices before me now: one was tit for tat, fighting back if she made a move on me; the other was to keep away from her and firmly reject.

If it was the past, I would have chosen the former. But the familiar feeling she gave me just now made a thought flash through my mind. I hurriedly moved further away from her.

"Who are you, what's your name? We don't seem familiar right?"

This girl can't be another high school classmate of mine, right? Having learnt my lesson, I slapped away the salty hand reaching out for me this time. I happened to see Nicola coming in from outside after changing into new clothes.

"Just call me Cyra!"

Her reply was indeed as I expected. And that catchphrase of having fate at the slightest things was unmistakable except for that person.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid! We’ve just met. More intimate interaction will make us familiar..."

"Intimate interaction what?"

Nicola stood behind Cyra with an ashen face and asked heavily.

"Ahhh!"

Hearing the sudden voice behind her, Cyra was badly startled. She jumped up from the bed and turned around nervously. But when she saw Nicola's looks she became excited again.

"Oh my god! White hair golden eyes, miss you’re so pretty! Didn't expect to meet such a beauty even in this kind of place. We do have fate!"

"No doubt it's him for sure!"

I covered my forehead, barely able to watch this.

Just hearing her called Cyra, it might not be certain yet. But with that catchphrase of having fate at the slightest things, who else could it be other than that person?

"Who are you?"

Seeing her look identical to Michelle’s, Nicola was also dumbfounded. But having seen it once before, she was not too shocked at least.

However, the large amount of "trendy" vocabulary blurted casually from the other party's mouth was quite interesting.

"It's Cyrus!"

I rolled my eyes and answered first in my native language.

Felt like I hadn't used it for a long time, was a little rusty already.

"Ha! How do you know?"

Nicola and Cyra exclaimed in surprise simultaneously looking at me.

"She really is Cyrus?"

Nicola stared at Cyra asking me.

"Who are you then?"

While Cyra stared at me warily.

"One at a time..."

Seeing both asking me at once, I felt a bit overwhelmed.

"We crossed over together from the same high school class..."

I tried to explain it clearly, so I pointed at Nicola saying.

"For example, she is Reilly..."

"What!"

We only heard Cyra yell loudly, seemingly unable to believe it. She sized Nicola up and down several times again.

"You're saying she is that playboy in our class?"

"Aren't you a very good example? Why are you reacting so much?"

I rubbed my head, feeling a little headache answering. Although I had expected she might be surprised, this was a bit too exaggerated.

"But look at her chest, waist, legs..."

She kept gesturing to me with her hands on Nicola's body as she spoke.

"Now you're telling me she is Reilly. Isn't that a waste!"

"Hey! Don't go around touching alright?"

Nicola reminded her very annoyedly.