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

She did have plans to assassinate the brutal general, but not now, and certainly not here.

Now, her identity is "Dr. Jiediti", and this identity cannot be destroyed easily.

"..."

Looking at the scholar lying on the ground, Ahmed turned his gaze to the hostess beside him:

"I have something to ask her. How long will it take for her to wake up?"

"This this..."

The sage subconsciously wanted to say, "Then you have to ask Dr. Jiedeti over there," but his instinct told him that if he said such a thing now, his head would definitely be stepped on and exploded.

Then he closed his eyes and shouted:

"At least two days and nights! She needs to recover... because what happened to her..."

"Oh, how about I ask you?"

Ahmed lifted the sage up from the ground by his collar and looked straight at the blood-soaked face before him.

"Tell me, what are you doing in the desert? What is the Great Sage asking you to do?"

"I...I don't know!" the sage cried out in pain, "I was recruited here from the Golden District...I...I'm not a member of the entourage!"

"So, who's the entourage?"

"She is! She is!"

The sage pointed to Elsie who was standing beside him.

Xing Mo's heart skipped a beat and she felt that something was wrong.

The next second, Ahmed threw the sage to the ground roughly, turned around, and suddenly picked up Elsie——

"Well!"

The girl grabbed the man's wrists with both hands and kicked her legs in the air, but she couldn't touch the ground no matter what she did.

"I...I don't know..." Elsie said in horror, "Please...please don't..."

"You followed your master, but you knew nothing?" Ahmed growled, "You bastard Garo, you're lying!"

"I... I really don't know anything!" Tears welled up in Elsie's eyes. "The... the mistress is usually very cautious. I only know that she had a secret meeting with the great sage in the tent, but I didn't hear anything...!"

Hearing this, Ahmed smiled triumphantly:

"Oh, that's enough. As long as I can extract your spirit and read it, many details that you haven't noticed will appear before me like a blank piece of paper..."

Ahmed threw Elsie roughly to the ground, then grabbed her wrist with his claw-like hand and dragged her out of the tent.

Elsie was stunned for a moment, then shouted:

"No...No! Don't! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

"Forget about it, Garo bastard..." Ahmed smiled as he dragged the girl out. "I will make the best use of it. After reading your soul, it will be your body, and then your blood..."

Listening to the cruel man recounting her fate, the girl was slightly startled and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her body twitched a few times, and then she stopped struggling and let the man drag her out of the tent.

I'm used to it... I seem to have gotten used to it a long time ago...

Born in the corner of the city wall and spent his childhood beside a stinking ditch.

He worked hard to make a living in New Garo, known as the "gold gathering place", but was treated as a maggot because of his strong Garo bloodline.

They said that the Garo people had enslaved the Golden People and should now be enslaved.

But the girl did nothing.

As soon as she was born, she fell into the endless sea of ​​suffering.

Even though she was later chosen to enter the palace because of her outstanding appearance and became the mistress's attendant, the girl was always driven by the power of fate, like a delicate but weak doll.

Now, the doll is being pulled toward its own end.

Just because she appeared here.

"..."

The sages and doctors witnessed Ahmed's atrocities but turned their eyes away, unwilling to let such a scene enter their eyes.

They knew that the girl really knew nothing, but so what?

As long as the golden wrath does not fall on one's head, what does everything else matter?

The sheep dare not make a sound because the night is very dark, and more importantly, because the eyes in the darkness can turn into sharp teeth at any time.

But someone spoke up:

"Your Excellency, Archon, I do not recommend that you take her away."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the person who spoke - Dr. Jaideti, who had her hands in her pockets, staring straight at Ahmed, looking calm and composed.

"Yan Xia bastard..." Ahmed's face twisted, "What are you talking about?"

"Just a suggestion from a doctor."

Xingmo ignored the anger on Ahmed's face, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Elsie who was being dragged:

"I just remembered that 'Nightmare Syndrome' is contagious."

"Everyone in this tent should be infected... Eh? Aren't you afraid at all? Then I wouldn't mind personally diagnosing you..."

"Of course, medical bills are...very expensive."

......

8) Flowers, the Sun, and You (Part 4) -4k- (Level Up Plus)

Xingmo is gambling.

Based on Ahmed's purpose for coming, she deduced that this "Ocean Archon" actually didn't know what the "Great Sage" was doing in the desert.

As long as he didn't know, he would have no idea what caused the pollution in the desert, let alone the details about "nightmare syndrome".

At this moment, in the entire tent, Xingmo was the only one who knew everything about nightmare syndrome.

So, she bet that Ahmed would be scared.

Of course, she had also made a backup plan - if Ahmed actually knew all this, she would kill him directly in the tent and then use the "Soul Cage" to forcibly read his memory.

From everything he had just done and said to Elsie, Xingmo concluded that he did not deserve pity.

"..."

Ahmed looked at Xingmo coldly, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

Xingmo's hand had already grabbed a small medicine bottle in her pocket. As soon as Ahmed made a move, Xingmo would throw the bottle, and the "curse" that Aurora had poured into it in advance would fill the entire tent.

Time passed in the tent minute by minute, and everyone watched this scene nervously, watching the thin girl confront the tall and strong man.

Finally, Ahmed broke the silence:

"Dirty bugs."

He grabbed Elsie's hand and threw her hard, knocking the girl to the ground, then clapped his hands.

"What's the probability of infection?" He looked directly at Xing Mo.

It seems that the Lord "Marine Archon" still cares about his own life... Xing Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then said calmly:

"That depends on your symptoms. In the early stages... you should see some chaotic flashes of light and shadow before your eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ahmed closed his eyes and frowned.

He really saw black and white light and shadows flashing before his eyes, like the chaotic shadows of mosquitoes, or like the Eru Desert when sand and dust were blowing.

"If this happens, how many people are infected?" His voice was less calm.

"Oh, that means your spirit is resisting the pollution." Xing Mo tapped her lips with her index finger and raised her head. "Let me think... well... if you don't leave the pollution source within five minutes of this happening, then..."

Before she could finish her words, Ahmed turned around and walked out of the tent.

As the tent flap closed, he shouted:

"Notify me immediately when that bitch wakes up! I want to have a conversation with her!"

"...Adjutant, please make an appointment for a spirit witch for me. I need to remove any possible contamination from my body..."

"..."

The footsteps outside the tent gradually faded away, and only the sunlight from the swaying door curtains sprinkled into the tent.

After confirming that Ahmed was really far away, Xingmo breathed a sigh of relief and turned around:

"Are you all right, Miss Elsie?"

Elsie was struggling to get up. There were several wounds on her knees caused by being dragged, and her wrists were black and purple from Ahmed's iron claws, so there must be some bruises.

There were still traces of tears on her face, but she showed Xingmo a flower-like smile:

"...I'm fine, Miss Jiedeti, thank...thank you."

"Let me help you take care of the wound," Xing Mo stepped forward calmly, "Don't let it get infected. This place is close to the desert, and it will be very uncomfortable if it necrotizes."

"Eh? No need, it's just..."

"Don't worry, it will be soon."

Xingmo helped Elsie sit down on a chair, then squatted down and took out a small bottle from his pocket.

She opened the bottle and sprinkled the powder inside on Elsie's wound, while activating the "Tree of Life" mark on the back of her hand.

Elsie only felt a warmth in the wound, and the torn skin began to heal slowly.

She stared blankly at the girl who was taking good care of her, and tears welled up in her eyes again:

"I...I thought just now..."

"Relax, everything is fine now." Xing Mo said lightly.

She quickly helped Elsie treat her wounds, then stood up and looked at the sage beside her:

"Is your head all right?" she said.

"No...it's okay..." the sage said blankly, "Um...is nightmare really contagious like this? But I didn't see any light or shadow or anything..."

"It seems there's something wrong with your head." Xing Mo sighed.

The sage was startled, lowered his head, and touched the back of his head belatedly:

"Okay... well, it seems that I really lost to you... you."

Only then did he realize that the purpose of Dr. Jiedeti's words was to rescue Elsie from the cruel archon, and he suddenly felt a surge of guilt in his heart.

When facing the tall monster, he didn't dare to resist even when his head was hit on the table, but the doctor dared to stand up for the person he had just met.

"Leave the mistress's follow-up to us," the sage said, feeling something melting in his heart. "Do you have any other instructions?"

"Not yet, so let's get back to the topic we were discussing before we were interrupted."

Xingmo nodded to the sage, then turned back to look at Elsie:

"Miss Elsie, I need you to help me understand the current situation of the camp."

"Okay, let's go out and find a place to talk." Elsie nodded.

......

After going out, Xingmo and Elsie found a quiet place in the corner of the camp and began to ask questions.

The wind and sand were still blowing, and the heat caused the air to shake like water waves, tearing apart the figures coming and going in the camp.

Listening to the sound of large machinery operating from time to time in the distance, Xing Mo said:

"First of all, I want to know what this camp usually does."

"I'm not entirely sure, but I know it's 'digging,'" Elsie whispered. "Everything we dig up will be shipped away at a fixed time every week."

"Where is it being transported?" Xing Mo asked.

"Somewhere in the Erlu Desert, I don't know the specific details..." Elsie shook her head.

Ah...it seems like this camp is indeed just part of a bigger plan...