Western Fantasy: I am a Saint in Another World

[Western fantasy + not a wish-fulfillment story, the early stages are rather cautious + a story with wildly imaginative ideas – I can write it however I want]

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Zhu Bao never imagined that she would die at the hands of robbers while protecting a stranger's child.

When she awoke, she was kneeling inside a huge, magnificent Western-style church. The floor tiles beneath her were engraved with strange golden magic circles, and she was surrounded by several...mages dressed in white robes!

What kind of operation is this?!

While my brain was still processing this, a tall, handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes slowly walked over. His features, favored by the Creator, were breathtakingly beautiful.

Before the baby could even process the current situation and the other person's stunning beauty,

The handsome man glanced at her coldly and chuckled: "This is the Holy Maiden we spent years summoning? I thought she was someone's lost pig."

The elderly mages huddled together, bursting into tears, crying out that heaven was going to destroy Westerley.

I'm so sorry that my darling's lips twitched slightly; I'm the one who got summoned here!