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

　Xingmo ignored

　He looked at the dozens of gun barrels pointing at her, then indifferently put his wand back into his sleeve. The starlight surrounding him gradually faded away.

　"I am the Saint of the Holy Tree Church, serving the great Tree of Life."

　"You can call me Shikoti Amra."

　The finishing work was done quickly, and as the whale oil tanks were moved from the basement, the output power of the alchemical steam engine quickly increased several times.

　The officers were given a brief respite while they rearranged themselves in the hall, setting traps and trenches.

　The Imperials will definitely not come just once, they must prepare in advance for the next round of offensive.

　""

　In the office inside the police station, the chef was stewing potatoes and beef in a large pot, and the aroma filled the room.

　In a corner of the office, Xingmo leaned against the wall, hands on her hips, looking at the ceiling.

　The mark on the back of her hand glowed slightly, and Aurora's voice echoed in her mind:

　"Alright, we've completed the memory search of these Imperial enemies and have obtained the necessary information."

　"Great, any important news?"

　"Yes, there are. For example, Prince Austin is dead."

　"Prince Austin..." Xingmo muttered, "Didn't the Imperials save him?"

　"I went to rescue him when the Hanging Gardens arrived, but by the time I got there, he had become a wall hanging, nailed to the wall, with a sentence written below saying, 'The Poem of Sand is Over.'"

　"He was assassinated," Xing Mo whispered, "Who could be the murderer?"

　"The cell next to his is broken into as well. Okay, come meet me near Nefera Beta later. We'll go over and investigate."

　After Aurora finished speaking, the mark on Xingmo's hand faded.

　But her last sentence stirred up quite a stir in Xingmo's heart.

　The next cell...is Lucius Phillips's cell...

　Mentor... escaped from prison?

　Yes, only the mentor had reason to kill Prince Austin - he was the murderer of Miriam, and Lucius had sufficient reason to kill him.

　But how did the mentor escape from prison? Logically speaking, even if the Holy Spirit Church fell, the prison engraved with the string array would be impossible to break from the inside.

　Unless someone outside was helping him.

　Or maybe...someone gave him the "key".

　Who else could it be? Of course, it was someone who could freely enter and leave the Holy Spirit Church and had connections with everyone.

　There was one more thing I needed to ask Merlin.

　""

　While thinking, Xingmo heard footsteps approaching from afar.

　She withdrew her gaze from the ceiling and looked forward, seeing Sheriff Laura walking towards her with two lunch boxes.

　"Would you like to eat some? It's freshly stewed, but the cooking is not very good." Laura handed a lunch box to Xingmo.

　"Thank you."

　Xingmo reached out to take the lunch box, opened it, and scooped a mouthful of beef with a spoon.

　It's soft and slightly spicy, the sauce is a bit thick and tastes a bit greasy.

　"The Holy Tree Church, if I remember correctly, is the church that was reborn after the death of Archangel Saint Aulus," Laura leaned against the wall next to Xingmo and started eating. "But in my opinion, it's a lie. Saint Aulus died a long time ago, right?"

　"You're quite good at guessing." Xing Mo muttered.

　"That's not hard to guess. I've been to your church, but I didn't see the Xinghai Spring," Laura said. "Those believers might come up with some appropriate excuses to solidify their faith, but I'm not a wizard, nor a believer. I only see the truth."

　Xingmo turned around and looked at the sheriff in front of her. To be honest, Xingmo actually had a bad impression of her. After all, she had been so mean to Senior Alice, and coupled with her rough enforcement at the Sunflower Underground Bathhouse, it was hard to like her.

　I didn't expect that she was such a perceptive person, and could easily see through some secrets that others could hardly see through.

　"Knowing too much is not good for mortals." Xing Mo smiled, retracted his gaze, and took two more bites of beef.

　Laura smiled:

　"I don't care about religion, nor do I care who you are. I don't think mortals need the protection of gods. The walls of the Citadel were built by workers."

　"I just want to know one thing."

　"What's the matter?" Xing Mo didn't turn around.

　"Your position." Laura said lightly.

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　position.

　Hearing this word, Xingmo smiled faintly.

　In Laura's eyes, this wizard who easily killed the Imperial team including an Immortal in seconds when he appeared, even a gentle smile looked a little creepy.

　A calm face, a casual posture, slightly raised corners of the mouth, and those slightly blurred eyes.

　She seemed to care about nothing, as if the world was at a certain distance from her and she was just an observer.

　Laura is not a wizard, but as a sheriff, she naturally knows the class and characteristics of wizards. From the abilities displayed by this Xing Sheng... or Miss "Shikoti", it can be roughly inferred that her level is at least a saint.

　A saint has been hiding in the academy for so long, but no one has ever discovered him.

　What is the true origin of the Holy Tree Cult?

　""

　Looking at Laura's slightly furrowed brows, Xing Mo continued to remain indifferent.

　Actually, it's not that she's indifferent, it's just that she just had a high fever and is feeling weak...

　I don't want to be in a social mode...

　Socializing is tiring, especially for people who prefer quietness. It is really difficult to put on a happy face and talk and joke with others.

　Xingmo was always quiet, let alone after having a high fever.

　But it just so happens that Xingmo plans to create a brand new identity so that he can adapt in advance.

　Shikoti Amura, the saint of the Holy Tree Church, is a demigod hidden in the shadows of history.

　The reason why Xing Mo created such a mysterious identity is because he realized that it is difficult to fight against madness alone.

　She embraced madness and stayed in bed with a high fever for three days, her head was confused.

　According to Aurora, this madness would torment her repeatedly in the years to come and would not go away easily.

　There is only one power that can fight against madness and carry the power of godhood.

　That is the power of faith.

　Only the power of faith can restrain extraordinary power and allow Xingmo to better control it.

　If Xingmo wants to be believed by others, he needs to create... uh, in trendy terms, a "personal IP".

　"...My position depends on your position."

　After a long time, Xingmo put the lunch box on the table beside her and answered Laura.

　Laura frowned slightly, and then whispered:

　"The North City Police Department's position is naturally the Academy City."

　"The academy city in your eyes and the academy city in my eyes may not be the same academy city." Xing Mo said lightly.

　"What do you mean?"

　"You should be able to guess that the easy capture of the Citadel was closely related to the Maple Leaf Palace's Disap family," Xingmo said. "The truth remains shrouded in mystery, but what we can surmise is that Isabella Disap clearly gave up the battle for the Citadel for her own benefit."

　"Then the question is, which academy do you want to protect? Is it the academy of the White Tower Council, the academy of the Decep family, or..."

　"...Where are people's academic cities?"

　As soon as Xing Mo finished speaking, Laura said, "Tsk!"

　"I've always thought Isabella Ducep was a bastard, and now it seems she's not a good person."

　Wow, you are good at scolding. I feel like we can get along.

　Xing Mo maintained an indifferent expression and tilted her head:

　"So your choice?"

　"No matter how capable you are, you can only take on as many tasks as you can. I'm a police officer. My only responsibility is to protect the residents. I can't do more than that."

　Laura took out a cigarette from her bosom and handed it to Xingmo. After the latter refused, she lit it for herself:

　"There are 135 officers in the North City Police Station. 61 of them died three nights ago. Of the remaining 74, 15 are seriously injured, and 11 are slightly injured."

　"That means we still have 59 officers ready to go, and 59 guns."

　"These guns will fire at the enemies of the Academy," Laura looked directly into Xingmo's eyes. "They may not be able to eliminate them all, but at least they will blow the heads off a few unlucky ones."

　She remembered it very clearly, knowing how many people died and how many were injured, and her tone when narrating was also very rational.

　The only irrational thing was when she bit on the word "fire".

　At that moment, Sheriff Laura Williams was like a bloodthirsty lone wolf, separated from the pack, but facing the lion group without fear and showing her fangs.

　Xing Mo looked at her calmly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded gently:

　"good."

　She rubbed her wrist gently, and the mark of the Tree of Life appeared. Laura frowned warily.

　"This is...?"

　"The Seal of the Tree of Life," Xingmo said calmly, "Remember the honorific name I will recite next and repeat after me."

　"What's the reason?"

　"The Imperials will be here soon, and I can't protect you all the time. Chant your honorable name to prove your sincerity, and I will take you to the Sacred Tree Church."

　Then, Xing Mo started to recite without waiting for Laura to speak:

　"The tree of life, the cradle of all creation."

　“He is the origin, the bud, the seed of truth.”

　"He is the Lord of Dreams, the Taker, and the Mother of Disasters."

　After hearing this unsettling string of honorifics, Laura was visibly stunned.

　But soon, she spoke and finished reading the words.

　The moment she finished reading, Laura felt her heart suddenly beat faster, as if something had gently pulled it.

　An invisible connection is established.

　When Laura was in a daze, Xing Mo patted her shoulder gently:

　"Have your people get their stuff and get ready. Someone will be here to pick you up shortly."

　Laura raised her head blankly. She met those emerald green eyes and saw the golden light that occasionally flickered in the depths of those eyes.

　Unable to restrain herself, she said:

　"...good."

　At this time, a girl in police uniform, holding documents, trotted over and said to Sheriff Laura:

　"Sheriff! The decryption is complete! The sender is..."

　She was halfway through her words when she secretly glanced at Xingmo next to her and shut her mouth.

　"Just say it directly. This is an ally you can trust." Laura nodded.

　"Ok."

　The girl cleared her throat and said:

　"The sender is from Faru, claiming to be Chloe August of the Kite Wing Guerrillas."

　"She said that the guerrillas have arrived near the city and are ready to provide