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

"He went astray because he was short of money? That's possible. After all, becoming a wizard is the only way to turn things around in the Citadel. He got carried away for a moment and he really should be thrown in jail."

Laura paused, then said word by word:

"But he never should have died like that in the alley."

"I was in charge of that case. I knew him well enough at the time to have been able to get him to confess the truth over a few drinks. But what did you do? You pounced on him, leading him to a desperate situation and ultimately such a tragic fate."

"After all, you are 'holy maidens' serving the goddess, wizards. How can you understand the way us mortals do things?"

“Only mortals know what mortals want and what they are addicted to. It is not the hell you can imagine.”

Laura snorted coldly at Alice and Vivian, and then walked past them:

"Seal off the scene and let me interrogate the prisoner."

Almost all the police officers took action and started working.

Vivian rested her chin on Alice's shoulder, her previously lively face now looking sullen.

"Alice, what she said seems to make sense..."

Alice reached out and rubbed Vivian's head:

"We have no time to waste. Every day that passes could result in more victims. Their methods are not applicable now."

Alice lowered her head, and the golden light in her dark red eyes faded:

"However, her words reminded me of Xiaomo..."

......

On Wednesday night, Xingmo opened the door of the Observatory as promised and entered the "Star Stream Vision".

Lucius Phillips was sitting at the wooden table, gently wiping a photo frame with a handkerchief, his lake-blue eyes deep and unfathomable.

"You're here? Very punctual." Lucius looked up and smiled at Xingmo, while putting the picture frame on the table.

Xing Mo looked closely and saw that the photo in the frame was indeed Miriam - she was smiling, as bright as the sun.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have to come to the meeting every night." Xing Mo sighed and put the lunch box for Aurora on the table.

"You should be the one who has worked the hardest, Miss Xingmo."

The mentor's bottomless eyes had become clear, and a humorous smile had returned to his face.

"Considering that our Citadel hasn't been blown up to this day, it seems you've formed a good relationship with her?"

"Yes, I guess so." Xing Mo sighed.

She began to tell her mentor all the fragments of her life with Aurora this week, including the little guy's behavior and manners.

Lucius listened, and except for the occasional question or two in his deep, organ-like voice, he was otherwise silent.

After a long time, Xing Mo finally finished describing the trajectory of this week, then took a deep breath and said:

"All in all, I had a very strange feeling. I...felt like she wasn't that bad."

It's really strange... At first I thought that guy was an evil god who blasphemed the goddess, but now I feel that she is not so bad.

Lucius pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"Ultimately, the term 'evil god' or not is just a loose term we use to refer to unorthodox gods. Among the 'holy angels' who serve the 'Star Sea' goddess, there are several who have reached the Thirteenth String. They are also genuine celestial spirits, but because they serve the goddess, they are classified as angels rather than evil gods."

"That is to say, if you follow the right boss, you will be called an angel, and if you are an unemployed person, you will be called an evil god." Xing Mo said.

"Your sense of humor is starting to improve," Lucius snapped his fingers. "That's right, but what I'm saying is that you're wrong to think she's not evil."

"Why?" Xing Mo was shocked. She thought the teacher was speaking for Aurora.

"It is precisely because the 'Angel of Disaster' is not an angel under the command of the 'Star Sea Goddess', but an independent Outer God, that she is defined as an evil god."

Lucius picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea:

"The very nature of an Outer God means she is unstable. Unrestrained power is sin, and a sinful God is naturally an evil God."

"I think you understand this very well."

Xing Mo was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

She couldn't deny that even though Aurora was indeed harmless and cute most of the time, her powerful divine nature could not be ignored.

Besides, Xingmo still doesn't know Aurora's motive for wanting to enter the White Tower.

As if he could see what Xingmo was thinking, Lucius didn't say anything, but stood up, poured Xingmo a cup of tea and pushed it to her.

Xing Mo took the teacup, looked down at the steam in the tea, then raised her head again:

"If we use the Angel's Tears to seal her divinity, will she become an ordinary person?"

"In theory...it does seem to be true..." Lucius nodded, "but this has not been put into practice."

That's good... If there is such a direction... maybe things will develop differently.

Xingmo nodded:

"Anyway, I'll continue to observe her and try to find out her purpose. By the way... um... try to tame her?"

"Taming? Your sense of humor is even greater than mine," Lucius couldn't help laughing. "A saint serving an evil god wants to tame her master?"

Xing Mo also laughed. When she thought about the fact that the evil god that the imperial people were trying so hard to summon was just a little loli who was throwing socks around and doing somersaults on the bed, she felt that this matter was simply ridiculous.

"Well," Xing Mo sighed helplessly, "The defeated Saint is also on her way to tame the evil god today."

......

5) Gold (Part 4)

Xingmo calmly enjoyed the black tea. According to the instructor, the stars were bright tonight and the "star stream vision" could last for a while, so there was no need to rush.

"Ah... I finally found it. I've been so dizzy from all those experiments lately that I'm almost getting dementia..."

Lucius took out an envelope from a pile of documents and threw it to Xingmo.

Xing Mo opened the letter and read the contents:

"The Garden District of South City?" Xing Mo was a little surprised. "Any clues about Bishop Frye?"

"Vivian and Alice found it. That area is basically full of facilities like seaside bathing beaches, hot spring saunas, and many Imperials gather there."

Lucius said as he flipped through the pile of documents:

"It's said that the 'curse' that's spreading everywhere right now originated from that area," Lucius said, "at least that's the one in South City. The 'curse' in North City, as you mentioned in your previous letter, originated from the 'Star Sea Spring'."

"I asked Professor Ling about Noble Sunlight's condition. She said that the 'curse' doesn't seem to manifest on a normal day and is only triggered at special times."

"You mean..." Xing Mo held her chin, "the person who spread the 'curse' is planning something."

"This matter is related to the 'Steam Man'. The key to this matter seems to be Bishop Frye and the 'Angel's Tears' on his neck." Mentor Lucius nodded.

It’s really complicated... It feels like it’s getting more and more confusing... Xingmo rubbed his head.

There is no need to think too much about it. In short, the current clue is the South City District, and the biggest suspect is Prince Austin.

"Teacher, how much have you found out about Prince Austin?" Xing Mo asked.

"As you know, he is the younger brother of the Golden King and the leader of the Imperials in the Citadel."

Lucius was speaking, and suddenly fell silent. Xingmo noticed that his lake blue eyes had darkened even more.

"And, after the 'Steam Revolution', he was one of those who advocated attacking me."

Xing Mo actually knew about this. After the "steam revolution" impacted a large number of traditional industries, many old forces were forced to reshuffle, and the mentor, as their leader, also made countless enemies.

Innovation is inevitable. The "human-powered airship" that originally required several wizards to maintain power was directly replaced by the "steam airship" after the "steam revolution", which used alchemical steam to stimulate fire strings to generate energy.

From the moment machines could also stimulate the power of strings, the industries of low-level wizards became precarious.

They were either forced to change careers or were submerged in the tide of history and steam, with no place left for them.

Prince Austin was also among those affected. The "Golden People" of the Machiavelli Empire believed in the "Original Sun God" and were naturally compatible with the Fire String. The first people to be replaced by the "Alchemical Steam Engine" were those compatible with the Fire String.

The third string and above are irreplaceable, but the second and first strings have basically lost their competitiveness.

Therefore, Prince Austin protested against the "Steam Revolution" very early on, and slandered and attacked its greatest contributor, Lucius Phillips.

It was during that time that Mentor Lucius lost his daughter.

"Milliam often told me that the imperial people in the academy always treated her badly. I guess she was influenced by Prince Austin." Lucius sighed.

Xing Mo didn't want to talk about such a heavy topic. In her eyes, Mentor Lucius had always been a humorous and honest uncle, and she didn't want to see her mentor so sad.

She immediately changed the subject:

"Anyway...I'm going to the South City Beach Bathing Area this weekend to see if there are any clues."

Lucius seemed to realize his own gaffe and cleared his throat.

"The Vatican has also been investigating the matter of 'Angel's Tears', but we can't trust them right now, so you should try to avoid them."

"Understood," Xingmo put down the teacup and stood up, "Teacher, please take care of yourself..."

After saying that, Xingmo was about to leave, but Lucius called her from behind:

"By the way, Xiaomo, I have a...um...personal request."

Xing Mo turned around and found that a trace of embarrassment appeared on the tutor's face, which still had some bookish air, and his eyes were evasive.

"What's the matter?" Xing Mo was a little surprised. If she didn't know her tutor, she would have thought that this uncle wanted to borrow money from her.

"It's just... I've encountered some minor difficulties in my recent research..." The instructor swallowed his saliva. "As you know, the field involving the String of Life has always been a forbidden area. I had a lot of trouble getting my research project approved..."

In the Academy, all strings related to the field of "life" are prohibited from use and research.

Because once mastered, it would be too terrifying - being able to take other people's lives with a simple wave of a wand is disturbing no matter how you think about it.

However, despite being forbidden, no one actually knows how to manipulate the strings of life. Some evil wizards have spent their entire lives searching for the answer, but in the end, they have never figured it out.

If they had really figured it out, they wouldn't have died.

Mentor Lucius has also been researching related topics recently, but his research is much milder and does not involve human life, but is limited to plant life and the lives of some small animals.

For example, the tadpole with three heads...

Of course, the official project name is "Beautification Project of the College's Back Garden", which is about beautifying the campus.

The summary of the project is that Professor Lucius wants to bring those dead trees back to life and let flowers and plants bloom in autumn.

The strange romantic cells of a middle-aged professor.

Lucius hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a small potted plant from behind his back, which contained half a dead tree.

"Take this to the Angel of Disaster and see if she can bring it back to life? Maybe I can... get some inspiration?"

Looking at the half-dead tree, Xingmo's mouth twitched slightly.

She was silent for a moment, then reluctantly took the small potted plant:

"Fine..."

......

"What did you just say? You want us to make this happen?"

In the dormitory, on the throne made of vines, Aurora was wolfing down her food while looking at the small potted plant in Xingmo's hand.

Today's dormitory style is the mythical kingdom of the "Tree of Life". Aurora even made herself a crown with a wreath of flowers and plants, which looks strangely similar.

"Come, show me the power of the little ancestor." Xingmo handed the potted plant to Aurora.

Aurora quickly devoured the entire chicken leg, stared at the small potted plant for a while, and then snapped her fingers.

The green light flashed, and the withered potted plants suddenly became full of vitality, with green leaves growing out.

"Wow, this is amazing." Xingmo exclaimed.

However, this "magic" does not seem to stop.

As the leaves grew more and more, the new dead wood began to become twisted, and black thorns grew between the branches. The branches became longer and longer, turning into chaotic vines.

It grew bigger and bigger, and the dangerous vines twisted towards Xingmo, trying to wrap around her.

Seeing this, Xingmo let go without hesitation, stepped back, and played the strings——

"boom--"

A fireball hit the potted plant accurately, destroying the twisted plant inside.