Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 322 - 261: Exposing the Identity

A Holy Temple Envoy arrived at the residence with a decree.

He seemed to know Ilodi and Habier, and they exchanged a few pleasantries.

Vanessa, having sullenly finished packing her luggage in the side hall, was just about to move out when she saw this scene. She quickly hid behind a tree and overheard their conversation, and her heart was thrown into turmoil.

’The noble Saint Heir, a being like a god, actually! He asked for that outsider female by name!’

’On what grounds?!’

An immense jealousy surged in Vanessa’s heart. Even she, a female of the Mixed Blood Angels, had never received so much as a direct glance from the Saint Heir. On what grounds could a lowly outsider female?!

’How could *she* be worthy of staying by the Saint Heir’s side? And even bear his children!’

After the initial jealousy came overwhelming panic.

Vanessa recalled how she had deliberately made things difficult for Sang Luo these past few days. ’She must already hold a grudge against me. If she really becomes the Female Master of the Holy Hall and whispers a few words into the Saint Heir’s ear, then wouldn’t I be—’

’She might even drag down my family.’

’No, I absolutely cannot let that outsider female succeed!’

’The Saint Heir’s future partner must be a Holy Female of utmost purity and goodness, a flawless image without a single stain.’

A plan formed in Vanessa’s mind. She bent down and rummaged through her bags on the ground, finding a wooden box engraved with a crest. Then, she called out from the shadows, "Naven."

A male servant approached.

This was a servant Vanessa had brought from her family. He had followed her for many years, was loyal, and worked efficiently.

She handed the wooden box to the male servant, whispered a few instructions in his ear, and had him leave the Holy Hall.

...

Meanwhile, inside the palace.

Sang Luo had also received the news brought by the Holy Temple Envoy.

The Holy Envoy didn’t say much, only that the Saint Heir requested her presence at the Holy Hall.

’After so many days, I can finally see the Saint Heir.’

’Seeing him is good. At least I’ll have a chance to negotiate.’

Servants attended to Sang Luo, helping her wash up and get ready.

She changed into a white Heaton Robe. A string of round, hollowed-out gold hair ornaments dangled on her forehead, making her look beautiful and holy, as if glowing with a divine radiance.

Not only were the attending servants stunned, but the Holy Temple Envoy who had delivered the message, as well as Ilodi and Habier outside the door, were all completely captivated.

In the Holy Hall, the gold of the Pure-blood Angels was considered the most sacred and beautiful color. In contrast, the black of the Fallen Angels was the color of sin they most abhorred.

According to their aesthetic standards, they were not fond of females with black hair and black eyes. Some even considered such bloodlines to be lowly and impure.

But the female before them, dressed in a holy robe, possessed a unique charm.

She was even more beautiful than many of the females of the Angel Clan...

Ilodi’s face flushed slightly as he watched. "The noble female is truly beautiful."

Habier shot him a sidelong glance. ’It’s only been half a month, and he’s already been won over by this outsider female’s beauty.’

"Oh? Let me see." Sang Luo was still feeling glum, but no one dislikes hearing a compliment.

Ilodi quickly brought over a full-length mirror.

Sang Luo looked at the beauty in the mirror, lifted the hem of her skirt, spun around, and nodded with great satisfaction. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Ilodi stared, transfixed.

’Too bad the noble female is destined to be the Saint Heir’s partner. I don’t stand a chance.’

Just then, a figure suddenly burst into the hall and demanded harshly, "You stole my family crest! Hand it over!"

Ilodi and Habier stepped forward to block her.

"You must not disturb the noble female."

"You! You two are males of my Angel Clan, yet you’re helping an outsider stop me!"

Sang Luo looked at the hostile Vanessa. "Weren’t you driven from the Holy Hall?"

The two words "driven from" stung Vanessa, and she flew into a rage. "Do you really think I’m a servant of the Holy Hall? I’m not from here in the first place! The Holy Hall has no right to kick me out! I... I just got tired of this place and went back on my own!"

"Oh? Then what are you doing back here? And as for this family crest you mentioned, I’ve never seen it."

Ilodi walked to Sang Luo’s side and reminded her, "Noble female, Vanessa is actually a noble female from the Leonard Family. The Leonard Family is an Ancient Clan with considerable influence within the Angel Clan. If her family crest was really lost in the hall, it could cause a lot of trouble."

Sang Luo frowned. She looked at Vanessa, who was adamantly accusing her, and her voice turned cold. "I’ll say it again: I have never seen your family crest. Don’t tell me you lost it yourself and are trying to pin it on me?"

Vanessa was relentless. "I was living here for those few days. I personally put the crest in this cabinet. Besides me, you were the only one who came in here. If you didn’t steal it, who else could it be?"

Habier caught onto a key detail. "You say you were living in the main hall? But the main hall is the room prepared for the Holy Female candidates. You switched places with that servant, so you should have been living in the side hall next door. How could you have been living in the main hall? Don’t tell me you were deliberately making things difficult for the noble female?"

"I..." Vanessa hadn’t expected this to be brought up again. Her face flushed red, and she stomped her foot in a rage. "So what! That’s all in the past! Compared to my family crest being lost, what does a trivial matter like that count for? I want her to hand over the family crest!"

Ilodi said, "Noble female Vanessa, please calm down. Noble female Sang Luo isn’t that kind of person. Perhaps the crest was accidentally dropped and lost somewhere. Habier and I are willing to help you look for it."

Vanessa shot him an angry glare. "It wasn’t lost! I put it in this cabinet with my own hands. She’s the one who stole it!"

Even the Holy Temple Envoy couldn’t watch this anymore. "It’s just a family crest. Losing it isn’t a small matter, but it’s not a major crisis either. I will report this to the Holy Hall and the Leonard Family Head and have a new crest made for you. How about that?"

None of them wanted to blow such a minor issue out of proportion at this critical juncture, but Vanessa was relentless. "No! My family crest is in the hands of an outsider female! Who knows, maybe this was premeditated. She might do something harmful to my family!"

She threw a tantrum. "I want to see the Saint Heir! I’ll expose her crimes to the Saint Heir and let him see her true face!"

"This..."

The others were at a loss.

The Holy Envoy could only look at Sang Luo. "I must ask both noble females to come to the Holy Hall. The Saint Heir and the Archbishop will decide this matter."

Sang Luo frowned with impatience but said calmly, "Fine, let’s go. I didn’t do it, so I have a clear conscience."

’I was going to the Holy Hall to see the Saint Heir anyway. It makes no difference to me.’

Vanessa was secretly pleased. ’The Saint Heir is extremely demanding and pursues perfection. He can’t stand the slightest impurity. He’ll be even stricter with his partner. As long as I can pin the crime of theft on Sang Luo, she is destined to never become the Female Master of the Holy Palace!’

’At that time, she’ll be driven out of the Holy Hall, just like I was.’

’An unsupported outsider female, reduced to a stray dog, a target of ridicule!’

The Holy Hall was vast and magnificent. The pure white palace walls were carved with divine patterns, scenes of people, and murals depicting the glorious history of the Angel Clan, all etched into every wall and tile. On either side of the main gate stood stone pillars dozens of meters high, carved with Angel sculptures—one male and one female, one an Eight-winged Angel, the other a Six-winged Angel. They were likely two of the Primordial Angels.

As they drew closer, she saw that the touch of green on the left palace wall was a mass of emerald vines. The vines climbed halfway up the wall, blooming with vibrant white flowers that swayed gently in the breeze, releasing a refreshing fragrance.

Sang Luo followed the others through the palace gates.

Eighteen Holy Envoys stood in waiting on the left and right.

To the right of the main throne stood the Archbishop, dressed in a red clerical robe.

The legendary Saint Heir sat on the high throne, looking down upon all creation.

When Sang Luo saw the Saint Heir’s face clearly, her pupils contracted. It was unexpected, and yet, somehow, expected.

Minos...

’It really is him!’