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

　Now, in this extreme cold, the white dove and the crow looked at each other.

　Cain suddenly laughed out loud, and her voice became louder and louder, so loud that it could penetrate the wind and snow.

　"It's okay...Brother...it's okay..."

　The ice gradually climbed up Merlin's heels and spread upwards bit by bit.

　"The course of fate...will eventually return to this garden..." she murmured softly, "We will eventually see the world...from above the true starry sky..."

　She looked up at the snow falling all over the sky:

　"Wait with me...Brother..."

　"Okay."

　Merlin looked at his sister quietly. As the extraordinary essence flowed, six black wings gradually grew behind him. That was his long-suppressed nature.

　"I promised you that I would take you out..." His voice gradually became hoarse, "Then let us wait for that day together..."

　"And before that..."

　Wand raised high.

　Merlin looked straight at Cain, the flowers in his pupils flowing wildly.

　With unprecedented awareness, he shouted:

　"Lachesis Nocturne!"

　...END...

　Don't step into the quiet good

　In early March, a slightly cool breeze blew across the academic city.

　It drizzled lightly in the early morning of that day. The raindrops beat on the broken streets and moistened the weeds on the corners.

　At this moment, a week has passed since the counterattack day of the academic city.

　During this week, the entire Citadel was in chaos - with the departure of the Hanging Gardens, the Citadel returned to the hands of the Citadel people, but there was no longer any official to take over.

　The Xinghai Church was almost completely destroyed, Isabella Ducep died tragically, and no one from the White Tower Council survived.

　It was a victory, but at an unprecedentedly heavy price.

　After the invasion, the Imperials plundered almost all the supplies in the academy and destroyed a large amount of infrastructure. It is impossible for the facilities to resume production in a short period of time.

　It seems that Golden King Ugaon had already made plans for the victory of the Academy.

　Even if the Citadel wins, it will take a lot of time to recover and it will be impossible to launch a counterattack against the Empire in a short period of time.

　In this situation where everything was in ruins, the academic faction temporarily took over the Citadel, and the teachers and students of Nefera Beta Academy of Magic took to the streets of the Citadel to participate in the post-war reconstruction work.

　Most of the students in the academy survived the disaster under the protection of Neferabeta Castle. When they set foot on the land of the academy again and saw the tragic scenes of war, most of them were frightened.

　But these frightened children did not back down. They quickly calmed down and immediately devoted themselves to the reconstruction of the academy.

　In such a turbulent era, new forces took over the baton of the times in a green and hesitant manner.

　""

　The residents of the Citadel gradually recovered on the second day of the counterattack. Aurora Havrgard used the power of the Tree of Life to purify the remnants of the Song of Sand in the entire Citadel, with the White Tower as the center.

　Since the Golden King had left, the purification was very effective. Most of the people who had turned into sand statues came back to life, but the statues of about three thousand people were shattered in the war and could never be revived.

　In the face of war, death is just a number.

　But for every individual counted in this number, death means separation from life and death, and means losing a father, a child, or a mother forever.

　War is like a scar that cuts open people's hearts and separates them from the boundaries of life and death.

　Connections with people.

　""

　On the street, Nobo Sunlet was directing members of the student union to distribute food.

　The early morning drizzle fell on the streets and between the buildings destroyed by the war. Most of the residents who came to collect rations were thin and weak, and looked like they would collapse at any time.

　Nobo's hands were shaking all the time. He had been involved in the reconstruction work for five days, and the shaking had never stopped.

　When he was a child, his father told him that angels and goddesses guarded the Citadel.

　But when the Citadel fell, the angels and goddesses did not come.

　This young master who used to live a squandering life had a fire burning in his heart. His experience of working hard in the student union had washed away his arrogance, but this little match was still extremely fragile.

　"Senior, the temporary hospital needs a Fire String Resonance Wizard," a female student walked into the tent, "They're too busy, please go over there."

　"it is good."

　Nobo nodded, handed over the work in his hands, put on his hood, and walked out of the tent.

　As he went out, a faint ray of sunlight shone through the drizzle and fell into his pupils.

　He raised his head and let the sunlight and rain fall on his face.

　At least... the sun is still shining...

　workshop.

　Lucius reached out and lifted the rag covering the instrument, revealing a workbench that had not been used for a long time.

　Many years ago, it was on this workbench that he successfully improved the alchemical steam engine, igniting the first spark for the steam revolution.

　Lucius hasn't been back for many years since Miriam died here.

　He hated his invention, hated himself, and hated this city even more.

　And now, Miriam is back.

　"...It looks so familiar. When I was little, I loved tinkering with pipes."

　Miriam stood on tiptoe to watch. She had changed into the familiar college uniform. The ethereal and indifferent look she had when she was revived in her golden body had disappeared, and the unconcealable aura of youth had returned to her.

　"...I never thought I'd die in the pipeline," the girl puffed out her cheeks, "It was so painful..."

　"I have avenged you," Lucius said calmly, "I grabbed Prince Austin's head and smashed it against the wall again and again, many times. He was still begging for mercy until he died, but I..."

　"Stop, stop, stop, it's too bloody..." Miriam protested vehemently, "I still prefer the...um...gentler dad..."

　Hearing his daughter say this, Lucius looked at her and smiled helplessly.

　"I can't go back..." Lucius murmured, "Maybe..."

　Time cut wrinkles on his face like a knife, and also cut his gentle temperament into edges and corners.

　Seeing her father's silence, Miriam quickly said:

　"...It's...it's my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned it."

　"It's okay," Lucius smiled gently and rubbed his daughter's head. "Milliam, I am a bad person and a sinner, but you are not. You are a kind girl who has never done anything wrong and you don't need to apologize to anyone..."

　He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, took a deep breath and said:

　"Perhaps you should spend more time with Xiaomo and the others," Lucius smiled bitterly. "She misses you very much, and you miss her too, right? Although she already has another girl in her heart, as her best friend, you..."

　Before Lucius could finish his words, Miriam stood on tiptoe and sealed his mouth with her index finger.

　"Shh..."

　Miriam smiled gently at her father, her eyes as bright as the clear June sky:

　"Of course I won't let Xiaomo go. She is my best friend."

　The girl winked playfully:

　"But above her is my beloved father."

　"I won't leave you here alone. Indulging in sin will turn you into a devil. Repentance and redemption do not mean self-salvation."

　""

　Hearing his daughter say this, Lucius felt a little sour in his nose.

　He nodded, then lowered his head and started tinkering with the machine on the workbench.

　Miriam wanted to check on her father's condition, but Lucius said:

　"Hand me the number three string calibrator. It's in the box in the corner of the second shelf."

　"Come on, the city's strong shield is waiting for us to build."

　"Ok!"

　Miriam smiled brightly, just like she did several years ago, she once again became her father's little assistant.

　After a long time, a faint blue steam emerged from the chimney of the workshop and floated into the sky.

　Church of the Holy Spirit.

　As the restoration work progressed, the church once again returned to its former pure white color, and divine blessings descended upon it again.

　Nuns were busy coming in and out of the church - most of them were nuns of the Holy Tree Church. The nuns of the Goddess had basically not recovered yet. In order to restore the church's function as a distribution point and sanatorium as soon as possible, the Holy Tree Church took over here.

　Naturally, the holy relic in the church was replaced with a small tree carved from green crystals.

　""

　At this moment, Xingmo and Aurora were praying in front of the holy relic.

　During this week, Xingmo had hardly any rest. As the only demigod in the academy who could put her identity in the forefront, she had to take charge of the work.

　After the counterattack, the coalition forces of Xingmo also suffered heavy losses. The Giant King lost dozens of excellent high giant warriors, and the Kite Wing Guerrillas also lost several excellent

　guerrilla.

　As for the fire dragons, one third of them were lost in the battle with the Hanging Gardens. Although the Dragon King Bahamut did not care, he believed that those fire dragons "protected the goddess' city with their own will."

　Chloe said goodbye hastily after the battle, needing to return to Massena quickly to control the situation and prevent a counterattack from the Empire. Migvaros and the remaining Titans remained in the Citadel, responsible for carrying heavy objects and other tasks during the reconstruction work.

　At present, the main force for the reconstruction of the Academy is the Messina people. The Messina Rangers led by Nepenses broke through the Imperial defense line with a surprise attack in the later stages of the war. Their losses are relatively small, and they can mobilize more forces.

　This morning, Xingmo saw Nepenses directing the reconstruction work on the street. The minotaur was with Miss Cherry. When they saw Xingmo, they both waved. The scene was funny and cute.

　Messenger Angela also came once. She conveyed her gratitude to Xingmo and took away the remaining relics of messenger Shelley.

　At the same time, she also brought a personal message from Emerald Seventeen: Messina will provide humanitarian assistance to the Citadel, including a large amount of reconstruction resources and manpower.

　Perhaps, that country is trying to regain control of the Academy, at least that's the intention.

　But Xingmo did not refuse the king's help. After all, in the context of a lot of work to be done, every possible help had to be sought.

　First, everyone needs to return to normal life.

　""

　There is still no news of Professor Merlin. Professor Ling has become the acting principal of Nefera Beta Magic Academy. Xingmo hasn't seen her for several days.

　Although Merlin did not leave any message to anyone, Xingmo could roughly guess where he went.

　Perhaps the crow has returned to the garden to face the white dove from which it had been avoiding for a thousand years.

　""

　After a brief prayer, Xingmo turned and said to Aurora:

　"Let's go."

　They were going to a funeral.

　Cemetery behind Holy Spirit Church.

　On the lush green grass, a band was playing funeral music.

　This band is made up of the music club of Nefera Beta Magic Academy. They play in harmony with the drizzle, soothing the souls beneath the soil.

　""

　People in black suits held umbrellas and stood in rows in the rain with solemn expressions.

　Up ahead, as simple coffins were lowered into the pit, priests began to chant melodies.

　Alice entered the room in a black dress. She walked to the front, prayed to the coffin, and then turned around.

　"Today, we bury Roberts Sean, the Archbishop of the Star Sea Church."

　"During the Citadel War, he raised the Sword of Dawn and single-handedly challenged the Golden King in the name of the goddess."