The Ye Wen, now burdened with holding a child, possessed none of the commanding presence typically associated with the Taurus Gold Saint; instead, he appeared quite reserved. Even though his face and embarrassed expression were hidden in the shadow cast by his cloth helmet, his stiff posture betrayed his current discomfort.

It had been two days since they left that town, and Ye Wen, having begun the journey back, still could not reconcile himself with the reality of cradling such a small infant.

The children’s mother, holding the other baby, was situated inside a carriage—not luxurious, but sufficient to shield them from the elements. Since the weather was fine and the sun was strong today, she was currently seated in the front, in the driver's position. The driver was Aretha, while Ye Wen and Nicholas, along with ten guards, walked around the carriage, moving forward slowly.

Ever since that day when the reincarnation of the Goddess was discovered, followed by the unexpected revelation that they were twins, Ye Wen had made a swift decision: bring both children back to the Sanctuary. As for which one was truly Athena’s reincarnation, that would only become clear when they grew older.

However, the children’s mother would certainly not allow her babies to be taken away by strangers based on a few casual words. After observing her, Ye Wen quickly made a new decision: "You’ll come too. The children need you to care for them anyway!"

In an instant, Ye Wen considered a very awkward problem. While the Sanctuary was vast and boasted numerous talents, when it came to childcare, no one could possibly surpass the biological mother. Furthermore, since the Goddess’s mother was not living well, there was no need to waste effort finding someone else; they would all go together.

The Lord of the City was naturally unwilling, but Ye Wen shut down the city lord, who was trying to assert his presence, with a single sentence: "She isn't exactly well-regarded here anyway!"

The city lord, who intended to argue further, genuinely hadn't treated the woman well—especially since she had already given birth to twin daughters before he had the chance to sow his own seed in her… One girl had strangely purple hair, the other golden-brown; their lovely appearances certainly didn't seem to come from him.

The situation was different now. One of these children was the reincarnation of a Goddess. If he could keep one and strive to become the earthly father of the Goddess, his ultimate achievements would certainly extend beyond being merely the City Lord Qiu—he wouldn't even mind giving up the title to become a member of the Sanctuary.

Unfortunately, Ye Wen could clearly see what the man was scheming, so he swiftly extinguished that hope. With an assertive stance, he took the two children away and forcefully requisitioned a carriage. As for the ten guards, they were reluctantly handed over to Ye Wen by the city lord, with the understanding that these soldiers would be responsible for returning the carriage once they reached the Sanctuary.

The tragic and frustrated city lord didn't even manage to state his name before Ye Wen dismissed him. He never even thought to ask for the man's name later on.

Ye Wen did learn the name of the Goddess’s mother, though. Since the two infants were very fond of Ye Wen, the mother grew curious about this man who appeared so fierce but had remained courteous to her throughout.

“Taurus Lord,” she asked, “What is your name?”

“I have no name.” Ye Wen certainly did have a name, but in this world, he did not need to offer it. Taurus was the perfect designation.

Aretha, driving the carriage nearby, turned to look over. She hadn't expected this divine envoy to be without a name. But considering Taurus Lord’s Eastern origin, perhaps he was reluctant to speak it?

Nicholas shared the same assumption, so neither of them spoke, as if they had heard nothing.

Cecilia tilted her head, her face full of curiosity. This young girl, who looked barely in her early twenties—actually slightly younger than her appearance suggested—had a psychological age that Ye Wen seriously suspected hadn't reached maturity; she was fundamentally a little girl.

Such a young girl had inexplicably become the mother of two children, abruptly shattering the marriage life she had aspired to, even if that marriage itself was the product of a political alliance. Still, this outcome was perhaps too cruel.

These details were what Ye Wen had gleaned over the past few days, the sources naturally being the young guards accompanying them. Initially, they held no affection for Cecilia, who had suddenly given birth to two girls, assuming she was outwardly pure but actually quite a shameless wanton.

But Ye Wen's arrival unveiled the true mystery: the children Cecilia bore were not bastards, but divine beings! This immense difference gave those who habitually gossiped a huge shock. The apology that arose from the bottom of their hearts eventually morphed into a strange reverence: a woman chosen by a deity, acting as the mother of that deity’s reincarnation on earth, must possess extraordinary qualities.

In countless myths, pure women were especially favored by the gods. This instantly flipped Cecilia’s image in their minds.

It was less that the city lord grudgingly dispatched these ten guards, and more that they volunteered to escort Cecilia. Even the city lord’s orders held no sway over them, forcing him to assign them as escorts out of necessity.

Every evening when they camped to rest was the optimal time to gather information. Without deliberately prying, Ye Wen had already grasped the general situation.

Moreover, aside from being somewhat mysterious, he was generally quite polite. Over the few days, the guards ceased to be secretive with him. Although, once they started traveling, they learned from Nicholas that this Taurus Lord was actually a divine envoy personally designated by Goddess Athena.

“Taurus Lord.” They had initially called Ye Wen ‘Divine Envoy,’ but after explaining his identity as a Gold Saint, the address shifted to ‘Taurus Lord.’ “There is something I wonder if you could help with?”

“Go ahead!” Ye Wen strode forward with his long legs, holding the little one with golden-brown locks—reportedly the younger sister. According to his memory, Athena should have purple hair. By that metric, the one Cecilia held might be Athena’s reincarnation.

But the problem was, the Goddess Athena here hadn't watched that specific animation, so she wouldn't deliberately choose her hair color based on that story. The existence of a purple-haired girl might just be a coincidence. Determining which one was Athena's reincarnation might take a few more years.

For some unclear reason, this golden-brown-haired baby seemed particularly close to him. The little thing, who would cry and fuss if anyone else touched her, would fall into a deep, quiet sleep the moment she was in his arms. Even when awake, she would just stare at him with her wide, round eyes, showing no fear of his imposing, powerful, and highly intimidating appearance.

Because of this strange phenomenon, many assumed the one in his arms was Athena’s reincarnation. After all, Ye Wen was also Athena’s appointed envoy; it was natural for the Goddess’s reincarnation to be close to her own envoy.

This left Ye Wen somewhat bewildered, truly unable to figure out what was happening. Just then, Cecilia, sitting in the carriage, continued speaking to him: “The twins have been born for several months now, but they haven't been named! Their father, for some reason, utterly detests them.”

Poor Cecilia, she couldn't fully grasp what she had done wrong. In her understanding, marrying a man and bearing him children was perfectly normal. Why, after giving birth, did things turn out like this?

No one had ever explained the reason to her before, and after the truth was revealed, no one had the heart to share the cruel reality. Thus, Cecilia, still as innocent as a blank slate, remained full of questions. However, she wasn't the type to dwell excessively on things. Once she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.

Besides, she vaguely felt that having left the town where she had lived for twenty years, she likely wouldn't be returning, and would never see her so-called 'husband' again.

Therefore, there was no need to overthink the past. Her focus was now entirely on the two little ones: “And I can’t think of any good names for them. Perhaps Taurus Lord could help name the two children?”

In the eyes of mortals, the gods are omnipotent! And as the envoy of a god, even if not omnipotent, he could surely resolve most people’s troubles. A simple name should not stump this divine envoy, right?

Unexpectedly, Ye Wen, holding the child, felt a surge of frustration. The small cat perched on his broad shoulder squinted and covered its mouth with its paws, as if recalling something amusing.

“Naming them again? Is that all you people ask of me? Fine, I’ll give these two little ones names brimming with power!”

Utterly vexed internally, his mind worked rapidly. The names of the two reincarnations of the Goddess immediately flashed in his mind: “Sasha and Saori!”

But considering that was too uninteresting and lacked dominance, Ye Wen’s eyes darted, and the names that spilled out almost made the cat fall off his shoulder: “How about Ekaterina and Elizabeth?”

“Ekaterina and Elizabeth?” Cecilia wasn’t well-versed in names; she judged them purely based on how pleasant they sounded. The two names Ye Wen offered sounded very nice, so she nodded happily: “They are excellent names. But who is Ekaterina, and who is Elizabeth?”

Ye Wen shrugged. He didn't need to fret over that question. This gesture, however, bounced Garfield, sitting on his shoulder, into the air. When the little thing landed, it shot Ye Wen a look of disdain: I despise you.

“Don’t think I didn’t see that!” Ye Wen silently transmitted to the cat’s ear: “And what kind of look is that? Do you know who these two people are? Have you been studying world history lately?”

The little thing showed no signs of being intimidated. Instead, it made a gesture of pushing up imaginary glasses, looking as if to say, You only just noticed? which left Ye Wen speechless.

The conversation between the man and the cat proceeded silently. In that brief moment, Cecilia had decided the final assignment of the two names: the purple-haired one would be Elizabeth, and the one in Ye Wen’s arms would be Ekaterina. This placed a lot of pressure on Ye Wen.

“We’ll call them Lily and Lina for short!”

Cecilia was delighted that her children finally had pleasant names. Fortunately, she didn't dwell on the true meanings of the two names, otherwise, Ye Wen would have been extremely embarrassed. He himself didn't know the full implications, but the cat beside him did. The name Ekaterina was fine, but the word Elizabeth meant ‘sworn in the name of God!’ Thankfully, this meaning was unknown in this world; otherwise, things would have become awkward.

However, perhaps the naming truly triggered some mysterious power. After taking a few more steps forward while holding the child, Ye Wen suddenly stopped, raising his thick arm to signal the entire procession to halt.

His massive frame was conspicuous, so his action was immediately noticed. In almost an instant, the small group ceased moving, everyone looking toward the powerful Taurus Lord with bewildered expressions.

“Lord, perhaps…”

As the guard beside him inquired in a low voice, Ye Wen cut him off.

Turning around, he handed the infant back to Cecilia, adding a quick instruction: “Go back inside the carriage first, and don’t come out!”

Although Cecilia was simple-minded, she understood that some matters were not for her to intervene in or know about. So, she simply responded with an “Oh,” and promptly returned to the carriage compartment.

Once Cecilia was inside, Ye Wen turned back to the guard: “Is the Heavenly Faction very close to here?”

“The Heavenly Faction?” The guard paused, then realized what he meant. “Are you referring to the nation that worships the God of Light? Their domain is indeed not far from here. In fact, we are already very close to the border. About three days’ journey further west is the border, where the sturdiest fortresses guard our country!”

It was then Ye Wen understood that his and Nicholas’s months of travel had unknowingly brought them to the fringes of the Olympian sphere of influence. According to the guard’s answer, the town they had previously visited was actually a major military stronghold.

However, one detail in the guard’s explanation deeply concerned Ye Wen: “God of Light? Don’t they worship a deity named God?”

The guard scratched his head. “I’m not entirely clear, just what I heard from traveling merchants and brothers retreating from the front. When we clash with those people, they always shout, ‘Light be with me!’ So we assumed the deity they worship must be the God of Light?”

So that was it!

Ye Wen nodded, indicating his understanding. Back on Earth, the Holy Knights of the Church often shouted, ‘Holy Light be with me!’ It was likely that God’s followers here had a similar habit.

And during these brief exchanges, a gentle warmth spread over everyone. A handsome young man, clad in ornate silver armor with a pair of pure white wings sprouting from his back, descended from the sky. He hovered about three meters above the ground, suddenly flapping his wings, which stirred up a breeze laced with a warm current, leaving him suspended there.

This young man carried a rather unremarkable spear, but its sharp tip radiated a terrifying chill, making everyone realize that despite its plain appearance, the weapon’s effectiveness was undeniable.

Compared to Ye Wen, who calmly assessed the suddenly appearing ‘bird-man,’ the others were utterly shocked. Although the guards had drawn their weapons, their entire bodies were trembling, and the weapons they held looked ready to drop at any moment, offering no sense of deterrence.

Even Nicholas, who was positioning himself to ignite his Cosmo, was not in much better shape than these ordinary guards.

“An… Angel?”

Even if they hadn't seen this legendary species with their own eyes, they had heard whispers. In the Olympian territories, angels were somewhat mysterious yet entities most people had heard of.

They were the messengers of the Western divine race, the cutting edge of their gods. Angels played many roles within the Heavenly Faction, but every role showcased a power only second to the gods themselves.

These guards might not know who the ultimate leader of the Heavenly Faction was, but they absolutely knew what an angel signified. Because angels had appeared on battlefields over the years, they were far more familiar with, and terrified of, angels than they were of the deity who might be called the God of Light or simply God.

Nicholas’s situation was slightly different. Although he had become a Saint of the Goddess, the time had been too short. Angels represented true gods in this Olympian realm. Entities comparable to them would be demigods with divine blood, definitely not mortals like him.

At that moment, after striking a pose and thoroughly enjoying the fearful gazes directed up from below, the angel, whose face remained stern, finally spoke.

“Humble heretics, release the two children you carry who possess mighty divine power, and then depart!”

His intent was stated with perfect clarity in a single sentence. Ye Wen tilted his head slightly, thinking inwardly, As expected, they are here for those two children who exude powerful divine energy but possess almost no means of defense.