BJ Villainess

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It was at the Tower of Light, a space for angels at the top of the hierarchical pyramid. Even here, where only the best angels were selected, there was a particularly special being. It was the only twin brothers in heaven.

The twins were born with the most powerful power among all the archangels and had distinct personalities. The older brother had the cold-bloodedness of an angel more than anyone else. Meanwhile, the younger brother had a strange personality that made them think he would have been better off becoming a demon.

Anyway, the older twins, Ilya, followed in the footsteps of an excellent angel without any error. No, he went the furthest ahead. He has the greatest influence among the archangels who rule heaven. The only people Ilya bowed his head were the elder angels. In fact, he was the actual ruler of heaven.

Ilya’s daily life proceeded in the same way. Even if angels tend to be somewhat lacking in emotions and empathy, no one lives like a robot as much as Ilya.

It was five o’clock in the morning. Ilya woke up in a bedroom with a luxurious and solemn atmosphere. He always started his day at the same time. After washing himself, he entered the dressing room attached to the bedroom.

About twenty uniforms of exactly the same color and shape were hanging there. It was as if everything had been copied and pasted, including the same shoes and the same accessories. There were exceptionally different types of formal clothes in one corner, but he mostly wore them only twice a year. He prepared this because he needed something to wear for his variable schedule. After finishing dressing up, he went straight to the dining room and ate.

It was 5:48 AM. Ilya always arrived at the dining room at the same time.

When he opened the door, he saw a mid-level angel carrying food onto the table.

“You’re here, Lord Ilya.”

The mid-level angel’s complexion wasn’t good. It was because he should have opened the entire dish cover in advance before Ilya’s appearance, but due to a small accident that occurred in the kitchen, he ended up being late.

Ilya went to a seat with only one in the middle of the wide table and sat down. Then he ate.

It was 6:17 AM. He finished his meal later than usual. Ilya wiped his lips, stood up, and called for his aide. “Delios.”

“Did you call me?”

As soon as he was approached by his aide, he ordered him to the first task for the day. “Replace the mid-level angel who manages the dining room with someone else.”

“I understand.”

It was 6:30 AM. Ilya went to work at the central headquarters. There, he was tasked with making important decisions related to the heavenly world. In addition, he held meetings with various departments to decide and resolve matters necessary to run the heavenly world. Today’s agenda was the issue of the low-level angels disappearing too quickly in the ice land in the north.

“The rate at which low-level angels are being consumed in the frozen lands of the North is extreme. Even though the sorting station is operating non-stop, the supply of low-level angels is overwhelmingly insufficient.”

Ilya asked in a monotonous voice. “What’s the cause of the problem?”

“In the past few days, the cracks to new dimensions have grown larger. We need fundamental measures to curb the expansion.”

“And the way?”

“There is a way to deploy a team of top-level angels to install a suppressor and then return when there is no problem. That’s the best for now.”

“Who’s going to go on that expedition?”

“…”

This time, the answer didn’t come right away. Because they had not prepared a plan for this.

“I’ll ask you again, top-level angel Ben. Is there no list of applicants?”

“…I’m sorry. I haven’t completed the list yet due to a setback in my work schedule. I’ll send it this afternoon.”

Finally, the words ‘I’m sorry’ came out. That was one of Ilya’s least favorite words.

A heavy and cold silence weighed down the conference room. After about 10 seconds of silence, Ilya spoke. “I will go to the ice land by myself. While I’m away, decisions will be made through the meeting. Is there any other problem?”

“Yes. There is none.”

“Then let’s finish the meeting.”

Ilya told Delios, his aide, the second order of the day after the meeting. “After investigating the crisis response headquarters team members, demote all those who don’t meet the performance standards. And expel that top-level angel from the Tower of Light.”

Delios’s mouth twitched at the word ‘expel.’ That top-level angel wouldn’t be able to enter the Tower of Light. In effect, he would be stripped of his grade.

“I understand.”

The Tower of Light suffered from an unprecedented manpower shortage as time passed due to Ilya’s strict standards. There weren’t many top-level angels, and there were even fewer who met Ilya’s standards. He was so ruthless that he wouldn’t even tolerate a single mistake.

However, since he was efficient with his overwhelming ability, eliminating those who were incompetent by Ilya’s standards was more beneficial to the heavenly world. But the effect was many angels died from overwork.

Ilya reached the gated island to the north and folded his wings. The gate manager greeted Ilya and Delios with a warm attitude.

“Welcome, Lord Ilya, Lord Delios.”

Delios nodded with a dignified expression.

The gate manager held a position that was considered quite high, even among angels. Because of this, they often acted arrogantly toward ordinary high-level angels like Delios.

Those who carried out the task from Ilya received respect regardless of their rank. This was because there had never been a ruler or supporter who made the heavenly world more prosperous and safer.

Delios, with tremendous pride, bowed deeply to Ilya as he entered the gate. “Please come back safely, Lord Ilya.”

However, the iron-blooded ruler seemed to be unimpressed and just passed through the gate with an expressionless face.