Thus, although there is a strong and weak distinction among the three tiers of Dominators, the specific "upper limit" differs little and only varies by focus: numbers 1 to 4 are more inclined towards balance, the third tier leans more towards "specialization," while the middle numbers 5, 6, 8, 9, and 10 embody elements of both but fall short somewhat.

If it's a straightforward clash, the overall stronger 1, 2, 3, and 4 will certainly win. However, if it shifts to a competition in areas of specialization, such as the Dream Resting Master hiding within dreams and refusing to come out, even Number 1 would find it hard to deal with.

Considering his current situation though…

Leon glanced at the donkey-headed man who was buzzing around the horse-headed lady like a little bee, and his expression became somewhat grim.

The Donkey-headed Dominator ranks just below Number 1, undoubtedly possessing immense strength. If it infiltrates the Pure White Land with malice, Leon and the Pure White Holy Mother combined might barely repel it, but adding the horse-headed woman as a variable complicates matters.

If the "donkey and horse" ahead come with malice and eventually choose to join forces, then the "cow and mother" combination of himself and the Pure White Holy Mother will certainly be at a disadvantage. Even if not utterly defeated, the Pure White Land will undoubtedly suffer severe damage.

Thus, his progress must accelerate, either by quickly discerning the intentions of the "donkey and horse" or by promptly verifying the trustworthiness of the Pure White Holy Mother. Otherwise, he would lose the opportunity to determine the outcome and could only rely on luck.

Moreover, verifying the trustworthiness of the Pure White Holy Mother seems easier than discerning the motives of these two root natives.

"Miss Mia."

After confirming his next target, Leon temporarily abandoned the idea of mingling behind the "donkey-horse" duo and instead approached the female angel "escorting" him and others to the Nursing Nest. Raising his bovine hoof with a worried expression, he said:

"We are not angels; our hands are not even like yours. Can we really adapt to the work at the Nursing Nest?"

"It's all right. Although others may not know, you certainly can."

After comforting the worried Leon, the female angel named Mia smiled kindly upon noticing the blue tag on Leon's chest, indicating:

"The work at the Nursing Nest isn't complicated. It only requires taking care of those newly born little angels who haven't fully awakened their self-will, ensuring they don't hurt themselves.

Being able to obtain this rare blue tag from the very picky Doctor Oroya has already proven your gentleness and kindness. Taking care of children won't be difficult for you." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Phew... that sets my mind at ease."

Relaxing, Leon exhaled a sigh of relief while subtly probing the female angel's Heart Lake, adorning himself with every badge that could enhance cordiality, and earnestly expressed gratitude:

"Thank you, Miss Mia. I feel much better now... Actually, during these days in the ward, I have been quite... quite anxious about my future, fearing rejection from all of you.

You know, I am a Lost Soul without memories or a past, lacking any special abilities, saved only by luck. If the Pure White Land doesn't need me, I... I genuinely wouldn't know where to go."

"I see..."

Observing the worried Minotaur in front, who confided out of concern for his future, the female angel's expression softened significantly, speaking kindly:

"Do not worry, you are one of the most reliable and gentle individuals among this batch of Lost Souls. Under the Pure White Holy Mother's protection, while many things might be refused, kindness will never be rejected in the Pure White Land.

Even if you are unfortunate to have lost your past and homeland, the Pure White Land can become your new home, and you will surely have a good life here."

"Thank you, Miss Mia. You truly are the kindest angel I have ever met."

With just a few words, Leon skillfully crafted his persona, bridging the gap with the female angel. Confirming that the donkey-horse duo hadn't noticed him, he subtly stirred the female angel's Heart Lake.

"Miss Mia, I have another question..."

Gently overlaying the stirred "sympathy" and "pity" on her Heart Lake, Leon's large, watery bovine eyes looked at her with an anxious yet curious expression, saying:

"You mentioned the Pure White Holy Mother earlier? While recuperating these past few days, Dr. Oroya mentioned you might have met the Holy Mother? What kind of person is she? Is she... Is she strict? Would someone as great as her be fierce?"

"How could that be?"

Out of sympathy for the pitiable Minotaur in front and his inappropriate assumptions about the Holy Mother, the originally reluctant female angel hesitated momentarily, then softened her escorting duties, her demeanor full of longing as she said:

"The Holy Mother is not strict at all. I have never seen anyone with a better temper than hers. She is like our mother, unconditionally embracing us, loving and nurturing all of us. There is absolutely no one in the world better than the Holy Mother."

Is that so?

The female angel's Heart Lake and soul were entirely normal, showing no signs of being "polluted" or "controlled," suggesting she believed this earnestly. Leon's brow relaxed slightly.

During his days recuperating in the ward, with two root natives lying just a few meters away, and one of them being superior to him in strength, Leon never had a good chance to investigate, only managing to chat briefly with the obviously overworked Donkey-horse Doctor during daily checkups.

The female angel Mia, responsible for escorting Lost Souls to the Nursing Nest and who had apparently been received by the Pure White Holy Mother, was the most meaningful piece of intel Leon had obtained during these conversations.

Though her words couldn't be entirely trusted, if her soul and Heart Lake were unaffected by any influences, the reliability of the Pure White Holy Mother could be raised a notch, proving she genuinely earns the heartfelt reverence of the angels.

"Truly! The Holy Mother is really, really good!"

The lack of immediate reinforcement or acknowledgment to her praise for the Holy Mother seemed to make the female angel a bit anxious. After contemplating, she provided a heartfelt example:

"The Holy Mother has done many good deeds. Not only have you Lost Souls been saved, but even extremely fierce demons have been saved by her!"

Demons?

Leon's eyebrows slightly rose upon hearing this, then discreetly erased their conversation sound, probing carefully:

"What do you mean by saving? Turning demons who can be saved into angels as well?"

"Impossible!"

The female angel looked at Leon with slight discontent, correcting him with deep reverence:

"It means killing them, of course! With the tenderest heart, slaying all demons. After their flesh melts, bones are crushed, and souls are burned away, they are naturally saved from within!"