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

　Was that angelic presence just a disguise? Why would an angel be so timid?

　不 ...

　It can't be a coincidence...

　Alice closed her eyes and thought back to the last time she saw Dawn.

　The junior who was a little taciturn but always tried his best to do everything patted his chest towards her when he left, indicating that he would definitely complete the task.

　There is no way he could have disappeared inexplicably.

　He must have discovered something...

　"Bishop, I don't think things are that simple," Alice said firmly. "Do you really think everything that happened before was just a coincidence?"

　"If you believe this is all coincidence and that peace is imminent, then I will obey your orders and not delve into this further."

　""

　Looking at Alice's determined eyes, Roberts remained calm.

　He pondered for a moment, then spoke softly:

　"Alice, do you think there will be a turnaround in the Academy?"

　"Turning point? You mean..."

　"The Living Gold Factory on the Coast was approved by the White Tower Council," Roberts said calmly. "Councilor Martin has amassed a significant amount of influence within the council. He successfully filled the seat previously held by Lucius, leveraging the alchemical steam engine business to regain his place among the wealthy and gain a large following."

　"You know, this is the age of steam, and most businesses are closely related to alchemical steam engines. Who would refuse to make friends with Councillor Martin?"

　"And behind Martin is Isabella Decep. Her connections are spread throughout the Citadel, and she even holds a prominent position in the Kingdom of Messina. With her help, Martin can easily expand his business."

　"Oh, so when Isabella needs her own living gold factory to open in the Citadel, more than half of the council members will support her."

　"You see, this is our parliamentary system. This is what we do in the face of the Sword of Dawn."

　"Is this politics? No, it's all business."

　After Roberts finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on his face:

　“Everyone wants to find a secure place on the wheel of history, but when the wheel is inevitably sliding towards the abyss, no one is willing to work together to help it turn.”

　"Miss Alice, would you like some help steering the wheel?"

　"I will," Ellie said without hesitation.

　Roberts's eyes fixed:

　"Even if it means you might run the same risk as Dawn?"

　"No need to give me any questions, I've already written down the answers," Alice said firmly.

　Roberts stared at Alice for a while, his eyes as deep as a lake under the night sky.

　After a long moment, he smiled faintly, then turned around and began to fumble around on the notice board:

　"Actually, I already knew what kind of question you were going to ask. You wanted to ask me who wrote the story about the white angel in '3,600 Fairy Tales of the Citadel,' right?"

　"You...how do you know?" Alice was a little surprised.

　“I’ll know when that book leaves the library,” Roberts said, turning his head. “Because I wrote that story.”

　Alice stared at Bishop Roberts blankly, unable to come back to her senses for a moment.

　After a long while, she opened her mouth slightly:

　"Is... is it you?"

　"Don't forget, I'm half light elf, so I'm an old man..."

　Roberts chuckled and pointed at his slightly pointed ears:

　"I've been through a lot and met many people, like... the Frozen family, who are friendly with the elves."

　"Didn't they decline after the fall of the Dark Elf King?" Alice said.

　"Not all," Roberts shook his head. "Ah... you make me think

　I met some old friends...some...special old friends."

　Roberts said, raising his hand and handing the thing in his hand to Alice.

　Alice took it and looked at it, and found that it was an ice crystal-shaped pendant.

　"This is...?"

　"This is a gift that old friend left me," Roberts said. "It's a creation of the Frozen family. It naturally possesses powers similar to those of a holy object, and also possesses unique spiritual characteristics."

　"If you want to find that Frozen, make good use of it."

　Hearing the bishop's words, Alice nodded quickly.

　"Okay, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

　"You never failed," Roberts smiled, "Ah... Alice, you are such a brave child, may the stars always protect your path."

　Alice put away the pendant and bowed deeply to Bishop Roberts.

　Then she left the church without stopping.

　""

　Looking at Alice's departing back, Roberts raised his head and closed his eyes.

　He could faintly hear the thunder and rain outside, and felt the wrath from the sky resounding throughout the earth.

　"How long will this rainy season last..." Roberts murmured in a low voice.

　Early in the morning, after saying goodbye to Isis, Xingmo and Aurora left the suburban castle and strolled together along the suburban trails.

　The morning sunlight was not so glaring. The soft golden light fell on the ears of wheat after the rainstorm, reflecting the star-like light of gems.

　Even Sinjara didn't seem so hot after the rain.

　Since Xingmo didn't know whether there would be any inspections at the checkpoints leaving the city, and she suspected that Huayuan might be observing her secretly, she decided to leave Xinjialuo in an unconventional way.

　"Then we'll see you there."

　Aurora said as she tore open a crimson crack and disappeared.

　Xing Mo opened the map, confirmed the landing point again, and the Rib of Saint Nero appeared on his wrist.

　She thrust her hidden blade into the narrow slit, and with a twist, black and white light surged, covering everything in front of her, pulling her into the spirit world.

　Xingmo quickly shuttled through the spirit world and flew out of Xinjialuo.

　The mark on the back of her hand continued to burn, providing her with a constant supply of spiritual power - after all, it was Aurora's spiritual power, so she could use it as she pleased.

　The spiritual world was still as calm as usual, like a windless lake. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in a veil of silence, without a single sound.

　Those spirits seemed to have sensed Xing Mo's presence from afar, and then moved away in advance, clearing a smooth path for her to pass forward.

　VIP treatment in the spiritual world...Xingmo complained inwardly.

　She quickly shuttled between the black and white light and shadow for about half an hour. Since the overall scenery of the spiritual world did not change much, Xingmo did not feel that she had moved very far.

　However, she had been silently calculating the time and estimating the time of her jump.

　Just as she was about to reach the jump point, a burst of spiritual pressure came from above her head.

　"?"

　Xingmo raised her head and saw a huge distorted light and shadow passing over her.

　The pressure emanating from that thing made her shudder, and she subconsciously recalled the feeling she had when she looked into the eyes of the pale angel.

　what is that?

　Xingmo quickly thrust his hidden blade into the slit, then leaped out of the spirit world and landed in the real world.

　What greeted me was the scorching desert wind and the slightly worn brick floor.

　An alley located in a corner of a desert town.

　Xingmo walked out of the alley and found that the street was full of people stopping and looking up.

　She also looked up, and what caught her eye was a huge steam airship.

　This steam airship is about three times the size of a regular one. A steel frame constrains a balloon driven by a fire string. Under the frame is an anti-gravity unit with flashing purple light, providing strong lift for this steel behemoth.

　And the spiritual pressure came from right below the giant steel beast.

　It was a huge iron box, suspended in the air by dozens of steel cables from the airship, swaying slightly.

　What's in there...?

　Xing Mo frowned slightly and watched the steam airship gradually pass over the town and fly towards Xin Jialuo.

　She sighed, put on her veil, and walked into the desert sun.

　In a corner of a tavern, Xingmo found Aurora.

　The little guy was wearing a cowboy hat, with his legs crossed and holding a cup coolly. His eyes, half-hidden from under the brim of his hat, even had a hint of depth.

　It would have looked more like that if her glass hadn't been filled with iced juice.

　"Did you see that thing?" Xingmo sat down next to Aurora. "It was transported to New Galo by a steamship."

　"Of course I saw it. A huge mass of an unidentified supernatural being," Aurora muttered. "It made quite a noise."

　"What do you think that would be?"

　"It's not a good thing," Aurora said, taking a sip of her juice. "But whatever it is, we can't worry about it right now."

　"Um..."

　Xing Mo looked out the window. The streets of the desert town had returned to normal, and it seemed that not many people noticed how special the things transported by the steam airship were.

　"I think that should be what the great sage Thoth Ibrahim tinkered with in the desert." Xingmo suddenly said.

　"Your intuition is usually right," Aurora nodded, "Hmm.

　..It seems the Imperials’ plan is still moving forward.”

　Xingmo sighed:

　"I received a letter from my senior yesterday. It seems the Citadel has received a peace agreement from the Imperial Ambassador Scarab, saying they will no longer be planning to fight."

　"It looks like their real plan is about to come true, right?"

　"Could such a large mass of extraordinary matter be used to power the Hanging Gardens?" Aurora suddenly had an idea. "Didn't Isis say the gardens didn't have enough fuel to fly to the Citadel? That thing might be the fuel."

　"You mean... use that pile of hearts to power the garden?" Xingmo frowned. "But even if it can fly to the Citadel, what's the use? We have storm beacons and steam airships. A sky garden wouldn't be enough to defeat them, right?"

　"That's fine. I think the place where the great sage did his tricks should be on our way," Aurora said calmly. "Let's go take a look and see what he's been up to. There's bound to be some traces left."

　"Yeah, too."

　Xingmo said as she walked to the bar and ordered a special drink for herself.

　Lime and mint leaves, ice cubes and lemon juice, as well as a small amount of alcohol, this lush-looking drink seems to instantly dissipate a lot of the heat in the air.

　Xingmo brought the special drink back to the table and rested with Aurora.

　Although she borrowed Aurora's spiritual power to travel through the spiritual world, which did not consume too much energy, the process was still quite energy-consuming overall.

　Take a break and set off again in the afternoon!

　"We are now in Maoyan Town, 250 kilometers away from the border town of Xinjialuo, and are gradually entering the Eru Desert."

　Xingmo spread out the map, took a sip of the cold drink, and scanned the map.

　If you draw a line between Singara and the Sunrise Land, you'd probably have traveled about a third of the distance.

　"Traveling through the spirit world is quick." Aurora blinked.

　"But the further we go, the fewer human settlements we'll encounter," Xingmo said. "Maybe we'll have to look at the stars in the sea of ​​sand."

　"That's pretty good, isn't it?" Aurora was quite excited.

　"Oh, the desert is very cold at night. The next day, I'll just have two popsicles." Xing Mo shook her head. "Let's go to the town and buy a camping tent. We also need to buy some camping equipment. We have to buy food here..."

　Seeing how Xingmo lived frugally, Aurora smiled.

　She smiled and drank iced juice while watching Xingmo chattering.

　After a while, both of their glasses were empty.