The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

A sigh of helplessness, a sigh of exhaustion, and a sigh of being sucked dry...

...That doesn't count as a sigh.

Count as breathing...?

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good," Xing Mo commented after taking a bite of the poached egg. "It's passable."

"Great! I actually passed," Aurora grinned. "I've got the approval of the God of Cooking, hehehe..."

"......" Xing Mo didn't look at the silly look of this little ancestor, picked up the soy milk and took a sip.

I don't know why frying an egg can be like fighting a war, but as long as it tastes good, it's fine.

After all, Aurora is now Xingmo's apprentice...an apprentice in the field of culinary arts.

In fact, Xing Mo had not originally intended to take in an apprentice. After all, she cooked as she pleased. One dish after another was placed on the plate at her will, just like a genius writer who wrote as soon as he put pen to paper, full of inspiration.

However, she couldn't resist the gleam in Aurora's eyes. The sky was clear on the morning of her apprenticeship. The young girl solemnly knelt on one knee before the god in front of her (referring to the panic-stricken Xingmo), and swore an oath in full view of everyone, resolving to devote the rest of her life to the great cause of cooking!

Well, in the long paragraph above, only one paragraph is the main reason why Xing Mo accepted this apprentice, and that is "in public view".

There was no other way. There were too many people in the vegetable market at that time. Seeing that Aurora was about to roll on the ground, Xingmo quickly agreed.

Then, she taught the enthusiastic evil lady a few simple dishes.

Things like scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried potatoes with meat, and fried eggs, most of which are dishes from Yan Xia's side.

As the saying goes, the most amazing thing about Yanxia's food culture is that it turns decay into magic.

No matter how ordinary the ingredients are, after being prepared by Chef Yan Xia, they will become delicacies when served on the plate.

Well, I'm just worried that Aurora will waste ingredients and fail too many times.

However, now it seems... it seems that this little girl is learning well...

Xing Mo looked at the fried egg in front of her thoughtfully. No matter what she said, it looked good and tasted okay.

After all, there’s not much you can do with fried eggs.

"I'm done eating," Xingmo said, standing up, "I'll go wash the dishes..."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked towards the kitchen door, then her eyes froze.

If she saw correctly, it seemed like a spatula had tilted its head to look outside, and when it met Xingmo's gaze, it quickly ran back...

"Let me wash it!" Aurora stood in front of Xingmo, jumping up and down, trying to block her view.

But Xingmo couldn't forget the scene just now...

The spatula...has grown legs?

Could it be that the noise just now was because...

"You wouldn't..." Xingmo murmured.

"No, no," Aurora stuck out her tongue. "Teacher, get some rest! Let's go take care of it!"

Before Xingmo could ask any more questions, Aurora ran into the kitchen and closed the door.

Then, whispers came from behind the door:

"Don't look outside! Be good..."

"Well...feed you some soap...you can use that steel wool together tonight..."

Xingmo thought about it carefully and decided not to listen to it.

She was afraid that she would become mentally ill if she listened to it too much.

......

After Aurora dealt with the little farce in the kitchen, she returned to her room and found the door to the terrace open.

Xingmo sat at the small table on the terrace, and in the morning sunshine, she once again read the ancient book called "Song of Sand".

Yes, this room has a terrace——the two of them were on the second floor of the Puhit Mansion, which was also Alice-senpai's home.

The room that Senior Alice gave to the two of them was extremely luxurious: it had a separate bathroom, a kitchen, a small living room, a fireplace for winter, and a large velvet bed.

Of course, the most unique thing is the small terrace: facing east, you can stretch out in the morning light every day.

Simply amazing.

"..."

Hearing Aurora's footsteps, Xingmo put down the ancient book, turned around and smiled:

"Are you ready?"

"We're ready," Aurora turned around, twirling her skirt. "Let's go buy our tickets!"

Because of the impact of the "October Rain" incident, Xingmo and Aurora naturally missed the train tickets to Winter County that they had previously purchased. There were too many things to deal with aftermath.

Fortunately, due to the "October Rain" incident, all steam trains operating out of the city were suspended for a week.

This way, there is no need to buy new tickets - just reconfirm the event with the previous ticket.

As for why we went to Winter County... naturally it was to start investigating the truth.

From the "Garden of Redemption" to Xingmo herself, all the mysteries begin in the far north area called "Motiheim".

Investigation naturally requires tracing the source.

"..."

Xing Mo stood up and looked at the clear sky outside the window. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the loose hair on her forehead, like the golden headdress of an exotic girl.

At this moment, Xing Mo's eyes were stunned, and she felt something flash before her eyes.

The red moon is a flash in the pan.

"cough!"

Xingmo covered his chest, staggered back two steps, and almost fell to the ground.

"Wow! It's coming again!" Aurora quickly stepped forward to support Xingmo. "Breathe, breathe slowly."

“Ha… huh…”

Xingmo closed her eyes, gathered her spirit, and breathed repeatedly, allowing her mind to gradually calm down.

When she opened her eyes again, she had regained her usual calmness:

"How long will this last..." Xingmo rubbed his temples.

"Who knows?" Aurora glanced at Xingmo and smiled with a gloating smile. "Who told you to look at the moon?"

Ever since Xingmo witnessed the real starry sky that night, she has suffered from "moon phobia".

She had a premonition that if she saw the red moon at night again, she might faint.

Just like that time.

"That red moon...what on earth is it..." Xing Mo murmured.

"Still asking? Don't you learn your lesson?" Aurora flicked Xingmo's head. "Even if I knew and told you, what would happen? You'd die, huh?"

"makes sense..."

Xingmo took repeated breaths, assessing her mood.

As expected, even for a six-stringed "Saint", facing that moon was still a bit too much of a challenge.

What if I reach Demigod?

Unconsciously, Xingmo had one more goal in mind.

"Okay, we really have to get going," Xingmo walked to the clothes rack and took the black shawl, "Today is a very busy day."

......

When I went down from the second floor to the hall, Alice had been waiting there for a long time.

She was wearing a white backless dress with her long red hair tied into a noble bun, looking like a noble lady.

Beside her, Vivian was dressed similarly. Against the backdrop of the gauze-like dress, her ice-blue eyes were as crystal clear and noble as gems.

The expression on his face was a little reluctant.

On one side, Alice's three little sisters were sorting out their clothes with the help of the tailor Rose. Each of the three little ones was wearing a dress and looked very presentable.

Seeing Xingmo, Alice smiled and nodded, saying:

"You guys go to the station first, and we'll go straight to the square and meet up at noon. Is the plan correct?"

"That's right," Xingmo said, smiling and greeting the senior. "Good morning, senior."

"Don't be so sweet!" Vivian puffed up her cheeks. "Don't you see who's next to you? I..."

Before she could finish her words, Alice turned her head and gave Vivian a clean kiss on the face.

She turned around and continued to talk to Xing Mo calmly, not paying any attention to Weiweian who was blushing so much that she almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful on the road. If you meet anyone from the church, don't talk too much with them. Remember, Isabella might cause trouble for you at any time."

"I know, senior sister, don't worry." Xingmo nodded obediently.

Ever since the October Rain, the Xinghai Church has often caused trouble for Xingmo and has visited her many times to ask questions.

If Alice hadn't blocked most of the people, Xingmo probably wouldn't have had a peaceful week.

However, even so, Xingmo had to ask the "Holy Tree Cult" headed by Alia to reduce its activities.

She understood that Isabella's behavior was ostensibly directed at her, but was actually a threat.

It feels bad to be forced to keep a low profile.

Oh, the name "Holy Tree Cult" was given by Xing Mo, which completely defines this secretive organization...

She originally didn't like naming, but when Aurora wanted to name the church "Church of the Great Aurora", she had to step in to stop it.

Never work in that kind of church...

However, this lockdown is coming to an end today——

——The Cathedral of Saint Auros will reopen at noon today when the sun is high in the sky.

By then, even Isabella would be powerless to stop it, unless she wanted to further lose popular support in the North City, where faith in the goddess was already weak.

This is the event that the senior sister and her family are about to attend: there will be a carnival on the main square, hosted by the Pushet family, with free food and drinks, and they are eager to attract more people to watch.

The main focus is on a high profile.

At the same time, a special event will be held in the square... Aurora has been planning this for a long time.

After everything was ready, Xingmo led Aurora out and boarded the carriage behind the senior.

The carriage kicked up a cloud of dust as it left the Pushet mansion and sped along the street.

Watching the carriage go away, Rose, the tailor of the Pushet family, raised her eyes slightly with a hint of smile in her eyes.

"Fate, it's so wonderful."

......

At Xicheng Station, after waiting in a long line for an hour, Xingmo and Aurora finally exchanged their tickets.

"In the end, the earliest it can be paid is the day after tomorrow," Xingmo looked at the date on the bill, "Hmm... I always feel like time is very tight..."

"There's nothing we can do since time is running out. Don't worry." Aurora waved her hand.

The two were walking in the steamy ticket hall when a newsboy ran by, shouting:

"Breaking News! The Imperial Ambassador will arrive at the Citadel tomorrow to hold talks with the White Tower Council regarding the Austin issue..."

Hearing the newsboy's cry, Xingmo murmured softly:

"It's finally coming... War..."

"Not necessarily?" Aurora tilted her head. "Think about it, isn't the Empire still at war with Falu?"

"The Faru people are too weak," Xingmo shook her head. "Their ruling party seems ready to surrender, and only the guerrillas are still resisting."

"They're being invaded and yet they're planning to surrender..." Aurora muttered. "If it were us, we'd definitely fight to the bitter end."

"After all, war is a way for the old man to gain profits. If there is a loss of profits, then we can't fight..."

Xingmo patted Aurora's shoulder: