Chapter 2939: Angel’s Blacklist

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sharjah walked with Mo Fan. She glanced at Yan Lan.

Some tourists surrounded Yan Lan because the blue-white dragon egg in her hand had hatched. A cute little dragon’s head with two small protrusions crawled out. It had two little horns.

The horns meant that the little creature was a Sub-Dragon. The staff cheered because the dragon egg had hatched a Sub-Dragon. It was newsworthy. It would increase the popularity of the shop.

Yan Lan did not know what to do. She looked at everyone’s envious and eager eyes. She could not help but be protective toward the little Sub-Dragon that only showed half its head.

Sharjah took Mo Fan to the side and left Yan Lan amidst the people. “Don’t get me wrong.. It’s just that she is an outsider who happened to be involved…”

“I know,” said Mo Fan. He understood her concerns. “But I have to ensure her safety. Mu Ningxue doesn’t want her to suffer because of her.”

“Mr. Mo… have you ever thought that this matter might not be solely directed toward Mu Ningxue?” Sharjah’s tone changed. It was no longer soft and light but turned a bit solemn.

Mo Fan was stunned. ‘If it is not directed at Mu Ningxue? Then…’

“There are seven Archangels in total, and each of them will show up and return to their positions when they think there are hidden dangers in this world. In fact, everything they deal with is the reason why they can ascend to the temple.” Sharjah calmed a bit.

“You can be straightforward,” Mo Fan said to Sharjah.

“As you have seen, Michael stepped on the corpse of the Ancient King who was about to become Hades and ascended to the Holy City. I overthrew the dictatorship of Su Lu, the dark chairman of Asia, and entered the Holy City as an Archangel,” said Sharjah.

Mo Fan thought about it. He knew what Sharjah meant, but it implied that this was all a conspiracy.

“Archangel Ramiel sentenced the Holy Son Wen Tai,” Sharjah continued.

Mo Fan shuddered.

“Mr. Mo, whether these people they got rid of were righteous or evil, they had one thing in common. Their influence or strength threatened the Holy City.” Sharjah was very close to Mo Fan. She was almost whispering.

As one of the Archangels, Sharjah knew she should not simply tell anyone about this. If it were not for Mo Fan, who fought with her in the past, she would never have uttered these words.

“Sharjah, do you mean Mu Ningxue is being targeted by an Archangel who wants to return to their throne in the Holy City?” Mo Fan asked in surprise.

Sharjah shook her head. The purple eyes kept staring at Mo Fan. He took a deep breath. The target of the Archangel was not Mu Ningxue but him!

“The election of the Parthenon Temple was supposed to end at the beginning of this year, but it was postponed for unknown reasons. Elections have been postponed repeatedly. Some people do not want Ye Xinxia to become the goddess of the Parthenon Temple, and others secretly support Izisha. It’s not because they want Izisha to win. They just don’t want to see Ye Xinxia become a goddess,” said Sharjah.

Mo Fan’s breath caught in his throat.

Xinxia was a Saintess. She had a high status in the Parthenon Temple and had an unparalleled appeal in the world. However, the elections had been postponed several times, and Xinxia had not revealed the real reason. Mo Fan thought that the fight within the Parthenon Temple was still going on.

After listening to what Sharjah said, Mo Fan felt suffocated.

“I am targeted by an Archangel because they firmly believe I am a heretic that needs to be dealt with?” Mo Fan suddenly realized why the Holy Judgment Court had not cleared his name as a heretic after all he had done. He was not on the blacklist of the Holy Judgment Court but the Archangel’s!

“I heard about what happened in the Magic City. You awakened the Chinese Totems to save the residents of the Magic City and exposed your demon’s ability. Your influence in China has surpassed that of most Forbidden Mages, but you are not a Forbidden Mage,” Sharjah continued.

“I have no choice,” said Mo Fan.

“I understand. If it were me, I would do the same. Even though the Holy Son Wen Tai had a high reputation, the Archangel could throw him to the dark abyss.” Sharjah knew what Mo Fan was thinking.

Mo Fan understood everything. Mu Ningxue was in exile, and he was the reason.

They were trying every means possible to have Mo Fan turn against the Holy City so that they could justifiably get rid of him for the Archangel to ascend to the throne.

“Sharjah, thank you for telling me this.” Mo Fan sincerely thanked her.

“One more thing, Mr. Mo. You are indeed on the blacklist of an Archangel, but every Archangel has a small book that records the names of about five to ten people anyway. If we look at the current situation, you might not be on the top of the list yet,” said Sharjah.

“Because I’m not a Forbidden Mage yet and not as much a threat for the Holy City for now?”

Sharjah nodded.

Mo Fan was not a Forbidden Mage, so the Archangel would not take direct measures against him for now.

If the Archangel wanted to ascend and return to the Holy City, he needed an “event” that would heighten his position as an Archangel. Compared to the Holy Son Wen Tai, the Ancient King, and Chairman Su Lu, Mo Fan was still not as important or threatening.

“I think something must have gone wrong. They made Mu Ningxue a pawn to get you. But I think they probably didn’t expect Mu Ningxue to fight back and kill Mu Rong in the process and severely wound Lady Karolina with the power of a half-Forbidden Mage,” said Sharjah.

Mo Fan opened his mouth in surprise. ‘Did Mu Ningxue really kill the Forbidden Mage Mu Rong?’

Based on what Sharjah said, she had fought with two people all alone.

“You mean that the Archangel set up a trap for me, but he found Mu Ningxue to be more threatening?” Mo Fan could not believe it.

“Well, both of you are problematic.” Sharjah nodded.

Mo Fan did not know what to say.

“According to the Greek national news, the election day of the goddess, which was originally postponed indefinitely, will be held in the next Flower Festival. That time will be a carnival for the Greek people!” The LCD screen hanging high in the store broadcasted the news.

The tourists did not care about it. After all, they did not know about the world’s current affairs. However, Sharjah suddenly turned to the LCD screen.

After a while, she smiled brightly. “Mr. Mo, it seems like your whole family is problematic.”