[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess":3,"chapter-the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-chapter-225":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Exiled Lord: My Maid is a Battle Goddess",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1141620,1485,"Chapter 225: Holy Light “Milk”(3)","the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-chapter-225",225,"\u003Cp>Phield noticed that the green marker on the minimap was gradually shifting from blurred to clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm? Could it be that the Divine Chosen’s lord is already dead... or perhaps... she’s waking up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hand over the Holy Light artifact!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stitched humanoid monster spoke again, its voice a grotesque chorus of many female voices layered together. As its roar grew louder, chunks of flesh sloughed off its body with a sickening rustling, making the scene even more revolting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did Phield feel no fear, he casually removed The Silver Iris Brooch and said with interest, \"I wouldn’t mind giving it to you—but I’d rather make a deal. I have a few questions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? That’s not possible! Phield, it’s a demon! What kind of human makes deals with demons on their own initiative?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sylvia waved her hands frantically, spinning in place in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be quiet. My lord has his reasons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashina, far more familiar with Phield’s temperament, showed no trace of panic. Divine power surged around her like a raging tide, ready to strike at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster didn’t respond immediately. Instead, it tilted its head and studied Phield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did these nuns end up like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield was genuinely curious. He worried that something like this might one day happen within his own territory. The thought of his people suddenly turning into monsters was horrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They chose it themselves. Their faith collapsed, their minds broke, and they embraced the darkness willingly. I did not seduce them. The fall of the Holy Light is inevitable. More and more will choose the darkness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Phield’s surprise, the grotesque creature actually answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then... what exactly are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield paused for two seconds before asking cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You offer one artifact, I answer one question.\" The monster extended its grotesque hand. \"Give it to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield leaned back slightly. \"No contract, no guarantee—and you expect me to trust you? You really think I’m here to make a fair deal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster visibly froze. It clearly hadn’t expected such blatant disrespect from a human. Even great nobles would feel fear and shock upon seeing a creature that defied the Holy Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man before it didn’t seem afraid at all—deep down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seek death! Insignificant human—I will crush your soul!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster roared, its voice booming like thunder, reverberating through the basement and rattling the eardrums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you yelling so loud? Got a problem? Too bad—you were born stupid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield remained completely unfazed, arms crossed, wearing an expression of absolute confidence. \"You didn’t even notice I’ve got two Divine Chosen backing me, and you’re still trying to act tough? I think you’re the one asking to die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beat it! Make it kneel and sing for me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sylvia instantly turned into a blur, appearing behind the stitched monster like a phantom. Her dagger struck out in rapid succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the creature was made from countless stitched limbs—and conveniently, it had two twisted faces on its back. It spotted Sylvia immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sudden roar, its claw tore through the air, leaving lingering afterimages. With a single slap, Sylvia was sent flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body spun through the air like a beautifully dressed rag doll before crashing into one of the church machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you alright?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield’s mouth twitched, nearly coughing up blood. He knew Sylvia wasn’t particularly strong—but being casually swatted away by a Tier-3 monster was still beyond his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, the church machine had locked onto her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing a body on it, the magic core immediately activated. Two suction arms extended from either side, moving to latch onto Sylvia. Her delicate face instantly filled with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This won’t work! I haven’t had kittens—there’s nothing to extract!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop messing around.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield dashed forward, slashing repeatedly. The machine was quickly destroyed, allowing Sylvia to tumble free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Don’t tell me a Divine Chosen can’t break free from something like that. You owe me a defeat animation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield flicked her forehead, half amused, half exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh... it all happened too suddenly. I didn’t react in time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The catgirl scratched her head awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ashina was already pummeling the monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drakewolf’s massive body descended with overwhelming force, casually slamming the stitched creature into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashina followed up with a kick. Her pale foot sliced through the air, distorting it as it passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster was driven straight into the stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A beastkin Divine Chosen? Why are you fighting alongside a human?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stitched creature was stunned. It had assumed the two women were merely Phield’s playthings and hadn’t taken them seriously at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashina still hadn’t drawn her weapon. Even though Phield’s order sounded like a joke, she carried it out without hesitation. When the monster didn’t respond, she directed Drakewolf to continue the beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sing or not? Sing or not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stitched creature spat out a mouthful of foul blood, utterly bewildered. What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before it could even ask, it felt the world spin. It was hurled through the air, smashed against a wall, and dropped heavily to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Monster—uh, Miss Monster—I think now we can have a proper conversation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield still wasn’t ready to give up. He had far too many questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the green marker on the minimap fully formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the basement, the birdcage began to contract, each bar folding inward like a perfect mechanical construct. It transformed into two streams of light that sank into the woman’s wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly rose into the air, her curled body gradually unfolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her right leg, adorned with a gold-threaded garter etched with intricate patterns, lightly touched the ground. Even the simple act of landing caused a soft ripple across her full chest. Her long hair cascaded down, nearly brushing the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her toes touched the ground, her eyes slowly opened—deep, sacred, yet filled with confusion and sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood there, long legs bare save for the garter—she wasn’t even wearing shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Divine Chosen were enveloped in divine power, forming an invisible veil. Otherwise, her pale feet would have been stained with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A fallen one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Light Divine Chosen immediately noticed the battered stitched creature before her, along with the hellish scene around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Divine Artifact—Wings of Sacred Embrace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, massive angelic wings unfurled. Countless white feathers drifted through the air, as if an angel had descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So magnificent...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phield blinked, momentarily stunned, even wiping his drool. \"No wonder the Church can attract so many followers. Damn—if I were a native here, I’d be at the chapel every day... observing those milky—uh, I mean, listening to sermons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Light Divine Chosen stepped forward. With a single powerful beat of her wings, she crossed more than a dozen steps in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>",1134,"2026-06-03T12:17:36.481Z","2026-06-03T12:17:43.354Z",1,"novelbin.me","0e7fba1e3ade8166f84c75717420559b9edabdc26d1a609fb7fb1d108c4d6b6f","the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-chapter-226","the-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-chapter-224",303,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-exiled-lord-my-maid-is-a-battle-goddess-cover.jpg"]