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

"Those blasphemers... no... they can never..."

Bishop Frye trembled and muttered, then drank the spring water, a faint black aura emanating from his body.

He held the pendant on his chest tightly in his hand - it was a crystal-like polyhedron, transparent and clear.

"Angel's Tears".

Bishop Frye stood up and stumbled toward the church door.

Before walking out the door, Xingmo heard his last murmur:

"'Black Wood'..."

......

4) Haze in the North City (Part 2)

At around seven or eight o'clock, the crescent moon rises into the sky, filling it with a deep blue.

Riding in a carriage, Xingmo and Aurora arrived at the port area on the edge of the north city.

Standing on the streets of the port area and looking out, you can see low bungalows all over the coast, and further away are groups of large factories with tall, thin gray chimneys.

In the moonlight, the shadows of the chimneys lined up together, resembling the iron gates of a prison, as if to imprison the houses in the port area forever.

Standing on the side of the street, Xing Mo looked around. It was the time when the factory was getting off work. Groups of workers were walking on the street with dull eyes and looked lost.

From time to time, Xingmo heard whispers floating along with the hot wind:

"Goddess bless you...Goddess bless you..."

Hearing the workers' whispers, Aurora smiled softly and pulled Xingmo's skirt:

"Come on, where are your goddesses? Don't they need saving?"

"The goddess said that all suffering is the foundation for achieving 'Great Harmony,'" Xingmo said with hesitation in her eyes. "When that time comes, everyone will..."

"What will it be?"

"...saved?"

Xing Mo was not very confident. In fact, she had always found it difficult to face the fact that the port area was in decline.

This is the kingdom of the goddess, the "school city", but those people don't look like humans at all.

They are like animals.

Hearing Xingmo's words, Aurora smiled brightly:

"That's really troublesome. We can save them right now. How about you go and convince them to believe in us?"

Xingmo sighed:

"Don't forget why we came here so late at night. We are going to find the 'Black Wood'."

In the illusion of "Xinghai Spring", the last message left by Bishop Frye was "Black Wood".

As the "bell guardian", Xingmo certainly knows what this name means:

He was the leader of the port district, a pure-blooded Machiavellian who had considerable say in the dark side of the entire academy.

"Then let's go quickly~" Aurora grabbed Xingmo's hand, "Little Saint, the 'Angel's Tears' are right before our eyes, let's go."

The two were walking on the old streets of the port area. When they came out of the church, Xingmo went to the tailor shop to borrow two robes. They covered their faces with hoods and tried not to attract attention.

I actually developed a young girl's unique awareness of wolf prevention...Xingmo muttered in her heart.

Soon, Xingmo took Aurora into the alley and found the "Blackwood Bar".

Just as she was about to push the door open, she heard a clear female voice beside her:

"School girl?"

Xing Mo shuddered, turned around and looked into a pair of dark red eyes.

It's Alice-senpai.

Oops... I bumped into someone... Xingmo retracted her hand that was about to open the door and smiled brightly:

"Senior...? Good evening, haha..."

"What are you doing here?" Alice frowned in confusion.

"I was taking a walk after dinner and happened to walk into this alley and saw this door. It seemed like a coincidence, so I decided to push it..."

Xing Mo explained while looking up and pretending to be surprised:

"Oh, so this is a bar? Oh, forget about bars, that's not suitable for me..."

Xingmo pulled Aurora and was about to leave, but Alice stopped them:

"Even lies need to be prepared, junior sister. Can we take a walk from the academy to the harbor area after dinner?"

Alice looked into Xingmo's emerald eyes and moved closer.

"Wait a minute...you are not..."

Oh no... I hope my senior sister won't recognize me...

Xingmo held Aurora's hand tightly, fearing that she would explode in the next second and do something to Alice.

However, Alice sighed helplessly:

"Did you read in the newspaper and come here to explore the mystery of the 'Steam Man'?"

"Schoolgirl, this isn't funny at all. The 'Steam Man' isn't just an urban legend, it's a real serial killer. You're a freshman, and you actually brought your sister to a place like this?"

How did I make it up for you... Xingmo blinked, lowered her head, and pretended to be depressed:

"I'm sorry, Senior..."

"I heard you're a sanxian. Having such talent is truly remarkable among freshmen, and winning your first duel after entering school is also commendable. But that doesn't mean you can ignore danger, understand?"

Alice put her hands on her hips and taught earnestly, and Xingmo was a little dazed for a moment.

Senior Alice is like this. When she knows you are in trouble, she never scolds you. Instead, she argues with you based on reason and evidence, and then tells you seriously that it is wrong.

After saying this, she patted your shoulder again to comfort you.

Sometimes, Xingmo felt that Alice was just like a mother, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Senior...you are too gentle...it will be easy for bad people to deceive you, right?

Xingmo smiled bitterly:

"I'm sorry, Senior... I was confused for a moment... and did something irrational..."

Seeing Xingmo lowering his head to admit his mistake, Alice's eyes flickered slightly, as if she remembered someone.

She looked at Xingmo helplessly, and the seriousness on her face turned into a smile:

"However, since I'm here, it's not impossible for me to show you how to solve a case."

Xingmo raised her head blankly and saw a hint of mischief on Alice's face.

Yes... Not only will she weigh the pros and cons with you after you get into trouble, she will also personally demonstrate to you how to get into trouble safely.

Alice Pucht is the kind of kitten who is cautious but also dares to climb walls.

"Is it okay?" Xing Mo murmured.

"Of course no problem, but you have to do as I say. If there is any danger, follow orders immediately."

Alice glanced at Xingmo and Aurora and blinked.

"Understand?"

"I understand!" Xingmo and Aurora said in unison.

Your senior is a very nice person...Aurora's voice came from Xingmo's mind.

"Then let's go in." Alice pushed open the door of the Blackwood Bar and motioned for the two to follow.

Xingmo followed Alice into the bar and was greeted by the smell of rotten wood and alcohol, which made her cover her nose in disgust.

It's really disgusting to have a place full of drunkards.

So...why did the senior suddenly show up here? Could she have also discovered the connection between "Black Wood" and Bishop Frye's disappearance?

We'll know soon...

Xingmo followed Alice silently, passed through the web of malicious gazes of the drunkards, and came to the bar.

Behind the bar, a man with dark green eyes was wiping a cup, looking relaxed and contented.

"Why are you looking for me again? Alice Pushet." Black Wood said lightly.

Alice crossed her arms and rested her elbows on the bar.

"Bishop Fry Sunlighter came to visit you before he disappeared, didn't he?"

As expected... the senior sister found out this result... Xingmo couldn't help but admire her decisiveness.

However, Black Wood seems to deny it:

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"The Dagger of Truth will tell me everything. I advise you not to waste my time." Alice said coldly.

"Come on, miss, your little dagger is powerful, but it can only trace back events within a month at most, right?"

"Black Wood" put down the cup, put his hands on the bar, and smiled politely:

"The shadow is a world where memories flow. It's like a river, where old memories are inevitably washed away by new ones. Even the 'Peeping Miko' can't see through it."

Alice frowned handsomely. It was obvious that what 'Dark Wood' said was right.

But at this moment, Xing Mo said:

"But the shadow can't wash away the memories left by the Angel's Tears, right? It's a holy relic, so it can last at least... a year or two?"

After these words were spoken, Alice and "Black Wood" looked at Xingmo in surprise.

"How do you know he's wearing Angel's Tears?" they both asked in unison.

Xing Mo was stunned for a moment, then touched the back of his head:

"My tutor gave me homework, so I just happened to know the relevant information, hey~"

4) Haze in the North City (Part 3)

After hearing Xingmo's explanation, Alice seemed to be lost in thought, while the eyes of "Black Wood" were coated with an elusive light:

"It seems I can't hide it from the three ladies. Yes, that poor fellow did come to me and seek refuge."

"Why would a dignified bishop come to the port area to seek asylum?" Alice frowned.

"That's not something I know of," Black Wood smiled. "Oh, I'll give you some free information. Consider it a toast to you, the beautiful lady who revealed the secret."

He blinked at Xingmo, who had no expression on her face.

"What information?" Alice said.

"That bishop looks like he's possessed," Darkwood whispered, "he keeps mumbling about 'salvation' and other things..."

When Xingmo heard the word "salvation", her pupils shrank slightly.

She remembered the duel that day. When Master Noble Sunlight lost control, he also growled "redemption".

Redemption... Redemption from what? Redemption for what?

Xing Mo glanced at Aurora beside her. The little evil god didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just listened quietly.

Noticing Xingmo's gaze, Aurora raised her head and smiled at her.

"So Bishop Frye asked you for asylum, you refused, and then he left, correct?"

"What else? That guy has the 'Tears of Angels' hanging on his chest. If the Star Sea Church comes knocking on my door, I don't have the ability to deal with it." 'Black Wood' waved his hand.

"Where has he gone?" Alice demanded.

"How should I know?" "Black Wood" picked up another cup and started wiping it.

"Don't try to fool me. How could you let a bishop slip away from under your nose without scraping off a bit of grease?" Alice pressed on. "You sent someone to follow him, didn't you?"