I am a baa baa sheep

Oh, it's great that it's not a tall building but a single villa, so that ordinary girls won't fall to their deaths.

'Wait, now I must have fallen into a trap, and my consciousness is trapped here. '

'If you fell directly to your death, maybe your consciousness will return to the heavens? '

Sasha blinked her eyes, and immediately decided to try landing her head on the ground later.

"don't want!!!"

Seeing the girl swiftly pushing open the window, the male master dragged her back angrily.

"Saya, are you crazy?!"

"You are the only child we have, if you... ah!"

Not wanting to listen to the man's crazy words, Sasha bit his arm directly.

"Injection, give her an injection!"

"Susan, I'll hold her down and give her an injection!"

"woo woo woo woo"

(You villain, don't want the head of the Celestial Legion to succumb!)

After a while, the hostess came back with a syringe.

Seeing her husband grinning in pain, she gritted her teeth and poked the girl's ass with a needle.

Huh?

Don't, don't poke my butt, it hurts, the needle broke inside! ! ! !

"The needle is broken, the needle is broken, and I haven't had time...."

"Change another one!"

“good good”

The hostess changed the needle several times with trembling hands, aimed at the buttocks, and poked!

"My dear, my dear is broken again."

"Susan, you can, come again."

Change on, change on, poke again!

"No! Dear, you press tighter. Saya keeps shaking, and the needle keeps breaking."

"Okay, dear, come on, you can do it!"

.....................................

After a lot of fuss, the injected drug finally took effect, and the girl fell into a deep lethargy.

Looking at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face, the hostess kept wiping away her tears.

"Honey, what should I do? My daughter doesn't seem to recognize us anymore."

"..."

"It's really not possible, I can only send her to, to..."

"no!"

Breaking free from her husband's arms, Susan shook her head again and again: "Sayer must not be sent to a lunatic asylum, my God, how can you say such a thing, my dear? Have you given up already!"

"Our daughter just tried to commit suicide by jumping out of the window!"

The man said painfully: "Her condition is too serious to stay at home, Susan, I want our daughter to live, even if it is crazy."

"..."

"But no, absolutely not!"

The hostess covered her head with her hands: "Can you expect the people in the madhouse to take good care of our daughter? She will definitely be abused after she goes in."

"Honey, you've watched too many movies."

The man quickly comforted: "We can visit our daughter often, so that they don't dare to mess around."

Volume 533: Chapter [-] Rehabilitation Center

"what--"

Sleep well, uh, wait!

Opening her eyes, Sasha found herself tied to a chair, and the couple was staring at her haggardly.

"I think we need to talk," Sasha said seriously.

"Of course, of course!"

Seeing that the girl didn't act so agitated when she woke up this time, the hostess's face immediately revealed a look of expectation.

"Honey, do you still know us?"

"do not know"

"Then, do you know who you are?"

"Head of the Celestial Legion, Miracle Angel—Sally!"

"No, my baby. You're not an angel, you're an ordinary human woman, look."

With that said, the woman took out a mirror.

Sasha stared at her 'self' in the mirror. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, with freckles all over her face; she was neither ugly nor beautiful, just an ordinary human girl.

"Angels have wings, but you don't have wings, do you?"

The hostess said seriously: "So, the angel is your delusion."

"Ah"

Sasha sneered, not even bothering to refute.

Delusion?

Everything she experienced was a delusion?I don't know which bastard set the trap, but this is too funny!

"Son, your name is 'Shaye', she is your mother 'Susan', and I am your stepfather 'Spark'."

The strong man said: "The reason why you don't remember us is because, because..."

"Because I'm delusional or mentally ill?"

The girl shook her head again and again: "I want the head of the Celestial Army to admit that he is a lunatic? Thank you for daring to think!"

"Ugh"

Spark sighed: "Saya, my child, please allow me to call you that."

"Although there is no blood relationship, I have always regarded you as my own."

"I and Susan have been working hard all these years, but your condition is getting worse."

"When you got sick last time, Saya, you completely forgot about us. Not only that, but you also showed a strong tendency to self-destruct."

...............................................

The man babbled, and the woman kept wiping away her tears.

Sasha summed it up, and summed it up in one sentence——she was about to be sent to a madhouse.

'Well, that's all. '

Sasha has already seen through the tricks of this trap. After entering the madhouse, there will probably be various "hard evidences" appearing one after another, proving that all her experiences are delusions.

'When I think I'm a lunatic, I may be completely lost in this world. '

Thinking about it this way, when I first woke up, I should cooperate with the couple in front of me.

Pretend to be the mentally ill 'Saya', and then step by step to explore the truth of this world......

'Wait, even pretending is a compromise. '

'My compromise will not make the situation more complicated, the matter has come to this point, what I should do is to fight to the end. '

It has been quite a while since she lost her strength, and Sasha gradually calmed down.

In addition to the path of resolutely fighting to the end, the girl also thought about a key issue.

She, the strongest angel under the holy angels, was plotted by someone in the base camp of the heavens, and her consciousness was inexplicably trapped in this world.

It doesn't make sense!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the safest place in the universe in the heaven shrouded by the power of the goddess, where all evils retreat. '

"But in the heaven, I was recruited by the commander of the mighty army..."

Doesn't the great goddess know about this?impossible!

So here comes the question, why does the great goddess turn a blind eye to the black hands behind the scenes?

...............................................

'Perhaps, this is not a trap by the mastermind behind the scenes, but a trial of the great goddess? '

Sitting in the van bound for the lunatic asylum, Sasha looked thoughtful.

That's right, it's more plausible that she, the miraculous angel Sally, is in the trials of the goddess than the mastermind behind the scenes bypassing the great goddess and plotting against her.

'Well, nothing is more plausible, but this is the only possibility! '

The girl's expression was obviously relaxed, and she further thought about the purpose of the trial given by the goddess.

'There is no other possibility, this is the test of becoming a holy angel! '

The missing light may not be collected simply through collection, but needs to be 'realized' by oneself.

"Hmph, hahahahahaha!"

The mental patient who had been quiet all the way suddenly laughed, and the accompanying staff suddenly became a little nervous.

"Hey, what's the matter, has the medicine worked?"

"Her parents didn't say they gave her medicine before getting in the car..."

"Tsk, that couple must have lied."

After laughing, they heard the girl hum again.

Not long after humming, she suddenly slammed her head against the car door.

bang bang

Don't get carried away, Sasha!

Trials, you are in trials!

Have a good attitude, what song are you humming?You are too outrageous.

The staff in the car were about to take emergency measures to prevent the patient from harming himself, but suddenly discovered...

The girl became quiet again inexplicably, and she said with a serious expression: "It's okay, comrades, hurry up and complete the task at hand, don't waste time."

"..."

Alright alright.

They have seen a lot of patients of all kinds since their practice, and the girl's weird behavior is also nothing.

........................................

"Then, Ms. Susan, Mr. Spark, let me confirm again."

The middle-aged man with severe hair loss and the Mediterranean Sea on his head said: "Every weekend from one to two in the afternoon, the two of you will come to visit your children."

"Yes"

"And she's being treated professionally by a psychiatrist every Friday afternoon?"

"Yes"

"..."