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

"Female...Isabella?"

Martin's eyes were surprised at first, then blurred. Whatever was hidden in the depths of his eyes, it slid down to the corners of his mouth, outlining a faint smile.

For a moment, Isabella took in his desire and his longing.

She had seen countless similar emotions, whether it was the scolding from her parents when she was a child or the maneuvers in officialdom after she grew up, she had already understood it all.

“You are…”

"The people of the Citadel once shed blood for war, but now, it's no longer necessary for humans to bleed," Isabella said calmly. "The Decep family will fulfill their responsibilities, so we need the support of the council."

"Ah...you want me to support you..."

"Yes, my proposal is to expand the scale of the live gold processing plant."

Isabella released Martin's chin, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly:

"Of course, the scale will not exceed the military strength of the Church. I don't want Bishop Roberts Thane to think that I am...attempting rebellion."

"You are devoted to the Citadel, how could that be..." Martin smiled flatteringly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this..."

Isabella was at the training ground in the distance. She watched as a Living Golden Servant cut off the head of another and then raised his weapon towards the sky.

"...Intensified Consolidation Test No. 302, concluded."

As the resident wizard lightly tapped the air with his wand, the soldier stopped and stood still.

The rest of them came forward, used their wands to make a hole in the servant's chest, and then checked the core inside.

"I heard that the 'Academy' obtained a holy relic?" Isabella suddenly spoke.

"Ah... yes, the flamboyant Merlin even demonstrated his power in front of the Imperial Ambassador, just to teach him a lesson. He was so busy clearing out the port's complaint forms that the port's complaint mailbox was almost overflowing..."

Councilman Martin complained, obviously bringing back bad memories.

In response, Isabella just smiled:

"Merlin is a clever man, let's hope his ingenuity really is saving everyone."

"To be honest, that relic does make quite a racket," Martin muttered. "What do you think of it?"

"The view is, never underestimate the 'Golden King' Ugaen Tukakankian."

After Isabella finished speaking, she turned and left, waving her hand.

"The clouds of war have not yet dissipated. The Imperials will not give up so easily."

Martin stared blankly at Isabella's back as it got farther and farther away. He gently touched his chin - the place where Isabella had touched it.

A faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes became more and more blurred.

......

After leaving Lights's mansion and having a simple afternoon tea, Xingmo and Aurora went straight to Mr. Luffy's house.

They first went to the advanced alchemy workshop to check on the status of Alya and Bianca.

The two have started reading novels together. The maid gave them many books from Mr. Luffy's collection, from fairy tale picture books to various encyclopedias. The two little guys snuggled together and read happily.

Xingmo and Aurora did not disturb them. After saying hello, they confirmed that the "Super Deconstructor" was operating normally and left.

"It's a pity that I don't have the chance to cook for them tonight. I have to go to Miss Perlis's place to hide from Hongyue..."

"It's okay, the maid's cooking skills are definitely not inferior to yours!"

"Really...?"

"Fake, fake~ The little saint is unique~ Hehe..."

"Yeah, it's very useful~"

The two of them were joking and stopped in front of Mr. Luffy's study.

According to the maid, Mr. Luffy had finished his academic exchange and returned to the mansion.

So, the first thing Xingmo had to do was to tell him about "Song of the Sand".

In this kind of field, it is useless to try to figure it out on your own. It is better to find an expert to solve the problem directly.

Since Mr. Luffy has accepted Aurora's mark, it is unlikely that he will turn against her. Even if there is a possibility, it is foreseeable and predictable.

"Please come in."

An old voice came from inside the door. Xingmo pushed the door open and she and Aurora had already gone into Mr. Luffy's study.

Mr. Luffy was sitting behind his desk, drinking hot tea and flipping through a scroll of parchment.

His face was obviously tired, but when he saw Xingmo, a warm smile appeared on his face:

"Ms. Jadeti, how are you doing in New Galo?"

"Unfortunately, I find it difficult to describe this time as enjoyable."

Xingmo smiled lightly, then sat down with Aurora opposite Mr. Luffy.

Then she pushed a roll of manuscript paper that she had prepared in advance to Luffy.

Luffy took the manuscript, unfolded it, and found that it was "Flowers, Sun and You" by artist Letts Agomont.

"I can hum that too..." Luffy chuckled, "What's wrong? Why did Miss Jie Deti suddenly..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes became serious because he saw some notes that Xingmo had marked between the simple songs in this area.

Most of the notes are hidden between the lines in the form of onomatopeia and ending sounds. There's nothing wrong with reading them directly, but if you hum along to a specific melody...

"This is... 'Sand Song'...!?"

"Even you are surprised, so obviously not many people know about it." Xing Mo sighed.

You know, Mr. Luffy was once a great sage of the Wisdom Hall. In terms of experience, he is several levels higher than most scholars in New Garo.

The fact that he didn't know about it shows that this matter was highly secretive and protected even back then.

"Lasin... means 'dominate,'" Mr. Luffy murmured. "These melodies point to... dominating those who are infected!"

"You mentioned before that chanting the Song of Sand requires the blood of the Golden People," Xingmo said, "Does that mean the number of people this contamination can infect is very limited?"

Hearing this, Luffy smiled bitterly:

"Ms. Jadeti...why do you think...the Golden King allowed the Golden People to intermarry with the Garo people?"

After these words came out, Xing Mo subconsciously wanted to speak, but the words were frozen at the corner of her mouth, cold as ice.

...The characteristics of the Golden People are obvious...The ruggedness in their blood is strong...Warrior and violent...

...The Garo people are an oasis civilization...bathing in clear springs year-round...and are naturally gentle...

...after fusion...the features fade...

...more civilized...more acceptable...easier...

Xingmo recalled the southern part of the Citadel, which had accepted a large number of imperial immigrants, and the founding of the Citadel Academi during the Art Revolution in 3036...

...The Empire was the pioneering force that helped the Citadel gain independence.

Immigration...Intermarriage...Integration...

"The blood of the golden people has been there for hundreds of years..." Xing Mo murmured.

"...has spread throughout the entire continent of Vesta."

For a moment, the entire study was filled with deathly silence.

Perhaps Letes Agomont is just a microcosm, a corner of the "Golden King's" plan to spread the "power of words" such as "Song of the Sand" to all parts of the world.

In the time that the king who emerged from the desert ascended to the top of the garden, how many bards had he sung his legend?

How many broken and disrupted words of the "Sand Song" are hidden deep in people's minds?

This is a chess game that lasts for hundreds of years. It all started long before Xingmo was born.

Whatever the Golden King's intentions, the strings controlling the puppet had already spread thousands of miles into the sky, beyond the reach of anyone.

"In other words, most people in the world can be carriers of the 'Song of the Sand'..."

Xing Mo's hands trembled slightly, and countless emotions seemed to be exploding in her heart.

The next second, her little hand was pinched by an even smaller hand.

Xingmo turned around and saw that Aurora was still looking at Luffy with a serious look.

But her hands were clenched tightly.

As if finding an anchor, Xing Mo took a deep breath and said:

“Is there any way to suppress or eliminate this kind of pollution?”

"Unfortunately, this spontaneous memetic contagion is nearly impossible to suppress..." Luffy shook his head. "Like the stars inlaid in the night sky, we can't make them disappear. We can only observe certain patterns...through their trajectory."

Hearing Mr. Luffy say this, Xing Mo suddenly had an idea and remembered some things in the letter from her senior sister:

"...The Imperials smuggled some scriptures into the Citadel..."

If this ancient memetic contamination had been ingrained over centuries, why did the Imperials send these texts in?

Could it be that I have to read it out loud on the spot and cause infection?

The only possibility is that those verses may mean some kind of message, some kind of... sequence.

Xing Mo raised her head and said to Mr. Luffy quickly:

"If 'Sand Song' is a supernatural language, then does it have completely different meanings depending on its permutations and combinations?"

"That's inevitable," Luffy nodded excitedly. "If the emperor is spreading his minions, then he must be selecting his soldiers and generals."

"And as long as we know who's going to fight, at least we'll have a chance to prepare."

"I see, Mr. Luffy, can you lend me some paper and pen?"

"Of course no problem." Luffy nodded.

So, Xingmo quickly drafted a letter, wrote down her guess, and asked Senior Alice to immediately hand over all the handwritten copies of scriptures seized from the imperial smugglers.

As long as Mr. Luffy can decipher the words of the "Song of the Sand" hidden in those scriptures, we can know what the "Golden King"'s intentions are.

By then, Professor Merlin will be able to formulate a counter-spell based on the intentions of the Golden King. As long as Merlin's Superstring Array can function normally, it won't be a difficult task.

"call...."

Xing Mo quickly finished writing the letter, then took out the exquisite whistle given by Miss Perlis, and prepared to let Starlight Sparrow deliver the letter.

Unexpectedly, before she could blow the whistle, a ball of fire suddenly exploded in the air:

"Little Fire! It's on fire!" Professor Merlin's parrot flew out and spun in the air.

"Ah... this is... Merlin's parrot..." Mr. Luffy suddenly nodded with nostalgia.

"Do you know Merlin?" Xing Mo restrained herself from saying the word "Principal" so as not to reveal her identity.

"I met him at an academic exchange meeting. He's a clever old sly fellow," Mr. Luffy nodded with a smile. "It seems your identity is even more special than I thought..."

"Not necessarily. At critical moments, I always need to rely on wise men like you and Mr. Merlin." Xing Mo nodded modestly.

She handed the letter to Xiao Huozi, and at the same time, she muttered in her heart:

Professor Merlin actually sent Little Fire Child here so accurately... It seems he knew I would reply...

This means that the "demigod" must have his own ideas and probably have corresponding countermeasures...

Thinking of this, Xing Mo's tense nerves relaxed a lot. Watching Xiao Huozi disappear in a ball of flames, she exhaled deeply:

“I always feel like something bad is about to happen.”

"Maybe this has always been terrible," Mr. Luffy pointed to his feet, "but... we just didn't realize it until now."

......

After leaving Mr. Luffy's mansion, Xingmo and Aurora went straight back to their home.

At this time, the sun sets, the sun kisses the sea, and the sky gradually transitions to gray.

"It's time to seek shelter..." Xingmo sighed.

How embarrassing... I have to trouble Miss Perlis just because I'm afraid of the moon...

I have to say, it's a bit too intrusive.