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

"It's just a coincidence..."

"Even if you encounter it, just ignore it," Aurora said, her tone becoming a little firmer. "A tight string will only break. If it's not so urgent, why overdraw yourself?"

"I'm not overdrawn..." Xing Mo defended, "It's just..."

At this moment, she suddenly felt a soft feeling coming from her body. The soft grass behind her was like a mattress, making her feel a lot more comfortable.

Xing Mo suddenly realized that she seemed to be a little tired.

But that is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue, which is projected onto the body in the same way.

It's like when you sit in class all day and don't move much during the whole process, when you get home at night, you still just want to lie down on the bed.

"Okay, I admit, I'm a little tired..."

Xing Mo sighed. She had to admit that after a lot of things piled up at once, she seemed to have reached that critical point very quickly.

The elixir of the demigods...the storm at sea...the shadow of Cain...the schemes of the empire...

It was all overwhelming, and she was growing increasingly exhausted from the constant thinking and action, but she hadn't even noticed it.

Xing Mo took a breath, calmed himself down, and then whispered:

"You really care about me, little ancestor."

"Of course I have to." Aurora tilted her head and smiled, "You're our favorite... uh... cook..."

"Then you are my favorite diner." Xingmo responded to Aurora's clumsiness with a smile.

"Have a good rest~" Aurora leaned on Xingmo's chest, "Hmm... It's comfortable here..."

"...Can we change places?"

"Take a half-hour break and change!"

The little girl was still not very direct in her expression. Even though she was dull, Xing Mo could vaguely guess the real meaning behind Aurora's words.

From the Academy City to Winter County, the two of them traveled together, and Xingmo was constantly exploring her own heart.

Why did she rush through the October rain that day to embrace the caged bird imprisoned in the giant tree?

There is an answer that is about to come out, but... it seems not at this moment.

But why must it be now? Sometimes, unbridled expression is perhaps not as good as subtle restraint. The former is as majestic as a tsunami, but doesn't the latter also have its own gentleness and delicacy?

Clumsy people may have clumsy ways of expressing themselves.

Isn’t companionship more real than just speaking?

"..."

Late at night, deep in the Black Forest, beside the quiet river, faint stars light up, and the sound of flowing water accompanied by the rustling of birds and beasts rushes into the night sky, weaving a score of music under the starry sky.

Xingmo held Aurora in his arms and looked up at the dark night sky by the river.

The little girl fell asleep without her knowing when. She didn't even remember that she was supervising Xingmo's rest. She fell asleep first.

"Stupid..." Xingmo gently rubbed Aurora's head, "No wonder you were abducted to this... not-so-beautiful world."

At this moment, a faint sound was heard, which made Xingmo look sideways from the river bank.

A green light flashed in her eyes, and then she opened her mouth slightly——

——The surging black gas flowed under the river, as if it had life, and quickly swept across the riverbed.

At midnight...the curse came from upstream!

And if Xingmo remembered correctly, the upper reaches of this small river was in the territory of Singara.

What are the Imperials dumping into the river?

......

6) Storm Performer (Part 8) -4k2- (2-in-1)

"Mmm...Alice...Alice...Mmm..."

The cabin swayed with the waves, and gentle waves hit the side of the ship, making it extremely quiet.

Vivian was curled up in the quilt, hugging a ball of quilt and muttering to herself.

Behind the desk nearby, Professor Ling was reading an ancient book with yellowed pages under the light of a spiritual candle.

"..."

Hearing Vivian's talking in her sleep, Ling got up and walked to the bedside, covering Vivian with a blanket.

The descriptions of sleeping dragons in myths are always awe-inspiring. Some say that dragons still retain their senses even when they sleep, and if anyone tries to get close, they will bite them to death with a "roar".

Professor Ling looked at the "dragon" in front of him speechlessly, looked at her messy silver hair draped over her shoulders, looked at the corners of her mouth drooling, and the small canine teeth faintly visible between her lips and teeth.

To be honest, even if you were bitten by a dragon like this, it doesn't seem likely that your life would be in danger?

After all, it's quite cute... Ling smiled gently, tidied Vivian's quilt, and returned to the desk.

Although this is a powerful dragon, for Ling, it is still her student and she should spend more time and effort to take care of it.

What's more, Alice forced her teacher to promise... to take good care of Vivian...

...as if a dragon needed to be cared for.

"..."

At the desk, Ling looked up at the pale blue crescent moon outside the window, her gem-like blue eyes stained with the pale blue.

At this moment, she was traveling on the "Black Pine" along the west coast of Panhai and would soon arrive at the small town of Amt on the border of Winter County.

There, they will pick up Xingmo and Aurora, and then go together to the "Treasure Exchange" in the archipelago.

To be honest, Ling couldn't remember the last time he rode on a three-masted sailing ship. Since the "Steam Revolution", most of the ships in the academy have become steam-powered, and few continue to use the ancient sailing ships.

After all, a ship that requires a wizard to stand by and play the wind strings day and night to maintain its speed is not reliable enough.

Although she is a teacher of the field service course and often travels around the world for various missions, sailboats are still a bit too old-fashioned.

But this was an act of necessity. Right now, the Black Jackal was entrenched in the port of the Citadel. If a large vessel like the Royal Glory wanted to go out to sea, it would definitely be discovered and tracked.

And who cares about a three-masted sailing ship?

"..."

While thinking, Ling took an object from the flower-shaped ornament on his forehead and placed it on the table.

This is a black and gold twenty-sided geometric solid, each side of which has a number faintly outlined with an invisible halo, from one to twenty.

A twenty-sided die.

Ling held the dice, closed his eyes, and let the blue moonlight outside the window illuminate his face.

"Verification."

As she whispered, a chaotic flash of light and shadows appeared in an instant. She seemed to be under the weight of ten thousand tons of sea water, and in the darkness in the distance, there were flashes of lightning.

"Thirteen." Ling said a number based on his intuition.

Then, she opened her rhinestone eyes and threw the dice, causing it to spin on the table.

When the dice landed, Ling looked carefully and saw that the number on the dice facing up was "six".

Six is ​​less than thirteen.

"It's totally not enough." Ling shook his head.

She picked up the dice and pressed it on the black flower above her head, looking out the window again:

"Is this why we need to pick up Xiaomo, Merlin?"

She had already learned from Principal Meilin the true identity of classmate Xing Sheng - the former "bell protector" Xing Mo.

Ling retracted his gaze and looked back at the ancient book on the table, reading the yellowed words:

"...The sunken city did not exist in history. The sea we know today is the product of the 'Great Rift' during the 'Golden Dawn' event in the Age of Gods. What was once land was reduced to a wasteland..."

"...But in the homestay culture of many primitive tribes, there once existed a civilization on the ocean. Their city-states were located on the continental shelf before the Age of Gods. After being torn apart, they transformed into an island civilization. Their land area was roughly half that of the Kingdom of Messina, and their citizens were believers of the 'Pale Angel'..."

"...The name of that city-state is unknown, but we know it was once a prosperous hub..."

"...But apart from the records of those tribes, no civilization's history books record the floating continent, nor any records of commercial exchanges with them..."

"..."

Ling closed her eyes and looked out the window again because she heard rumbling thunder.

Soon, she saw the source of the thunder - at the end of the horizon, silver-white thunder was brewing in the storm, and the black storm gradually rolled across the entire horizon.

"Is the sunken thing...about to reveal its true form?" Ling murmured in a low voice.

......

After waking up the next day, Xingmo and Aurora said goodbye to the Silver Blade Tribe.

At the entrance of the village, Elder Yuwen led the elves to see the two off. The ceremony was...grand.

This is mainly reflected in the large number of local specialties: mountain mushrooms, beef, spices, and even some spiritual materials.

Looking at the baskets of gifts floating in the air due to gravity magic, Xing Mo's face was full of black lines.

Rumor has it that elves are a proud species. Mortals rarely encounter them, and even if they catch a glimpse of them, they will only see the curved figures of these beautiful creatures under the moon.

But I didn't expect that the way they gave out gifts was just like the welfare distribution by a village committee in a certain village.

"......"

Elder You Wen stepped forward and handed the last basket of things to Xing Mo with a smile on his face:

"Miss Saint, and... a great being." He looked at Aurora with a slightly evasive gaze, clearly fearing her pressure. "The princess is still asleep, so it's inconvenient for her to come out to greet you. I will treat you with the utmost hospitality the next time you come."

"Okay, okay, be sensible." Aurora was very happy.

"Thank you, devout believer," Xing Mo smiled faintly. "By the way, if you are contaminated again, please don't panic, just pray to the Lord."

Hearing this, Yuwen's expression suddenly became a little strange. After considering it for a while, he whispered:

"Actually... when the princess was sick, we prayed to the great angel, but..."

But there's no reaction, right? Of course there's no reaction, after all, the "Knowing Angel" doesn't know what state it's in.

Xing Mo smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface he shook his head in a very mysterious way:

"The state of the Supreme Being is not very ideal due to some special reasons, which is why we came to the mortal world."

"You mean..." Yuwen's pupils widened slightly.

"Let's solve the problem ourselves." Aurora put her hands on her hips.

Elves: “…?”

The supreme angel...comes to the mortal world in person to carry out his will?

Seeing the elves' pupils trembling, Xing Mo cleared his throat and said before he could help laughing:

"Now, it's called the 'Tree of Life'."

“Here are His names.”

"..."

The elves murmured the honorable name of the "Tree of Life", and the confusion in their hearts gradually dissipated, as if the dawn light passed through the sky that had been obscured for hundreds of years and once again fell into the depths of the Black Forest.

As they whispered, Aurora closed her eyes and felt countless starlights anchoring the giant tree in her mind.

"call..."

Aurora took a deep breath excitedly and opened her eyes, her heart-shaped pupils twitching.

It feels so good, the power of faith is rising like crazy!

Now I am no longer afraid of any scary things in the sea. If anything jumps out, I can just use my force pocket to beat it back.

I can protect the little saint now! Aurora put her hands on her hips, looking very proud.

Xing Mo saw this look. She thought Aurora was very funny, but at the same time, she thought she was extremely cute.

So she patted Aurora's head gently, then smiled and waved to the village chief:

"Well, we have a date with the storm, so we'll be leaving now."