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

　"He fought in the name of faith and protection, and ultimately gave his life and returned to the stars."

　Alice took off the pendant from her neck, gently grasped it, and the Sword of Dawn quietly appeared.

　Golden light shone everywhere, and the mourners looked in amazement at the sacred object from the goddess being held by a girl, marveling at her youth.

　There was no pride in Alice's eyes. Her gaze fell on the coffin, and she recalled the kind face of Bishop Roberts Thane.

　He is a wonderful person.

　Even when he was at the highest level of the church, he never resisted change.

　During Alice's investigation into the Decep family, the kind old man provided her with a lot of help and encouragement.

　He died with his faith in the goddess and his mission.

　Alice knew that she actually didn't have much faith left in the goddess. The back of her hand was engraved with the mark of the evil god, and she was dissatisfied with the goddess's inaction.

　But even so, the Sword of Dawn still gleamed brightly in her hand.

　This divine weapon cannot be lifted by ordinary people. Only those chosen by the goddess can lift it and harness its power.

　Alice didn't know why the goddess still chose her.

　But she also realized one thing: belief in God is ultimately just spiritual power, not an inviolable ideological imprint.

　Whether it is Bishop Roberts Sain's practice of the Goddess's way of protection or Isabella Ducep's interpretation of the Goddess's way of harmony.

　After all, these behaviors are the external manifestation of people's inner thoughts.

　Faith is a mirror. Even without faith, Roberts Thane would protect the Citadel with his life, while Isabella Ducep would still play tricks and bring disaster upon herself.

　Faith only strengthens people's thoughts, but cannot actually change anything.

　Alice felt that perhaps her "disbelief" was also an interpretation of faith.

　At least, the goddess did classify her as a qualified person for the holy sword.

　Those who follow His ways...

　"In the name of the goddess, may his soul return to the stars."

　Alice finished speaking and turned her gaze to another coffin nearby.

　That was Dawn's cenotaph - the poor bell keeper didn't leave much behind, his body completely turning to quicksand.

　"This is my junior, Dawn, an excellent bell bearer."

　"He stormed the White Tower with me on the Day of the Counterattack, fought against the Golden King Ugaon, and ultimately died at the hands of that demon."

　"His courage is a hymn that makes the stars shine, and his soul is pure and spotless."

　""

　Then, Ellie

　Ruth read eulogies for each of the deceased, including other Bell Keepers who had died in the battle.

　Every time she pronounced a name, her heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp knife, and gradually she no longer felt the pain.

　Are you numb?

　""

　As the funeral progressed, the rain got heavier.

　Alice was the only one without an umbrella. She persevered through the final eulogy and then turned her back.

　"May the deceased rest in peace."

　The priests each picked up a handful of dirt and threw it into the pit.

　As time passed, lush green grass spread over the soil, and only tombstones remained on the lawn.

　The people who came to pay their respects left one by one, but the rain continued to fall, getting heavier and heavier.

　In the end, only Alice, Vivian, Xingmo and Aurora were left on the lawn.

　""

　Vivian walked over to Alice and held the umbrella for her.

　"Okay," she said softly, "it's not good to catch a cold..."

　"Ah."

　Alice nodded. Her breathing was a little weak, but her eyes were unusually firm.

　She turned her head and looked at Xingmo and Aurora:

　"I'll leave the rest up to you."

　After saying that, she left the cemetery with Vivian's support.

　Xingmo and Aurora were the only ones left on the lawn. They looked at the rows of graves together with calm expressions.

　"I'm beginning to think that the goddess's followers aren't so stupid after all." Aurora muttered.

　"People are human beings first, and then they are believers of God," Xingmo whispered, "They are all excellent and outstanding people."

　"Relying on the gods for protection is really meaningless..." Aurora said, "What should we do next?"

　"First, we will stay in the city and complete the reconstruction," Xingmo said. "This is our home and our support."

　"Then, I will become an angel, touching deeper secrets and the extraordinary."

　"Have you made up your mind?" Aurora raised her head.

　"Cain will eventually act again. Even if the Court of Redemption is severely damaged, they still represent the most powerful and secretive force in the world."

　Xingmo said calmly:

　“When you fight a strong enemy, you must sharpen your sword.”

　"Besides, this path was given to me by the goddess... or the red moon."

　The contents of the slate of truth are still vivid in my mind.

　"If I'm going to make a choice based on my free will..." Xingmo lowered her head and looked at Aurora, "then I must at least be able to choose."

　Aurora looked at Xingmo quietly. She could see the determination in her lover's eyes. The fire from a mortal never faded because of her growing status. Instead, it became more and more intense.

　"We'll all support you," Aurora said. "Where do we begin?"

　"Let's go with Yan Xia," Xing Mo turned to look at the tombstone in front of him, "After all, Yue Chen has said it."

　Knowing an ultimate secret in extraordinary history is the condition for becoming an angel.

　Xing Mo didn't know how Yue Chen knew it, but her instinct told her that since the golden full moon was a sign of being pulled by the red moon, the blue stars might also have something special.

　Moreover, Yuechen mentioned the "Gate of Bones," and Xingmo had heard similar words from the Dragon King Bahamut:

　"The dragon that shed its scales will cross the gate of bones and transform into a new crescent moon, illuminating the eternal night."

　Could it be that Yuechen is going to become the new Dark Moon Dragon?

　Then what was the point of him letting Xingmo go there?

　"We will gradually adapt to this rhythm." Xingmo said in a low voice.

　"Yes, I will."

　Xingmo felt her hand being grabbed. She lowered her head and saw Aurora holding her hand tightly.

　The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she shook hands tightly in return.

　Perhaps, driven by the tide of fate, all living beings will eventually reach their predetermined end, just like the endless eternal night.

　But after experiencing so many joys and sorrows, so many ups and downs, Xing Mo does not intend to give up just like that.

　Even if she was destined to step into that good night, she was not destined to do so quietly.

　She will roar! Struggle! Fight! Even if the unearthly flames consume her flesh! Even if the hidden sword shatters her spirit!

　She will never step quietly into that good night, she will turn into a spark under the night sky and burn until the last moment!

　After returning from the rain, Xingmo returned to the dormitory of Nefera Beta Magic Academy.

　For some reason, this was the only place where she could find peace of mind.

　"Crash..."

　With the sound of raindrops outside the window, Xingmo took a comfortable hot bath.

　With Aurora, of course.

　The little guy has become more and more rampant since he confirmed his relationship with her. At the beginning, he was still weak when he was kissed, but now when they are alone, he clings to Xingmo like a sloth.

　Yeah, but it's cute.

　""

　"Clap."

　After closing the bathroom door and leaving Aurora alone in the bath, Xingmo sat at the desk by the window as usual and used a small fireball to dry her hair.

　As she was roasting, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the flame. Her demigod intuition told her that something was approaching quickly using fire as a medium.

　Without turning her head, she reached out and caught a letter thrown from the fire.

　"Little Fire...

　Xingmo opened the envelope and spread out the letter paper, while thoughts were churning in her mind.

　Professor Merlin left, which meant that Xingmo had no way of asking him about the "Sea Cloud" and had no idea why he was on the beach during the July shipwreck.

　But at this time... Merlin sent a letter...

　What will be written inside?

　Xing Mo unfolded the letter paper and looked at it, but saw only a few lines of words:

　"Hello, I'm in the far north and the weather is extremely bad, so I'll keep it short..."

　"Forget it, it's hard to write. I'm blocking Cain, and I have coffee pudding in front of my ancestral hall."

　The handwriting is crooked and it really looks like it was written under extreme conditions.

　Seeing these outrageous and off-topic words, Xingmo's mouth twitched slightly.

　Well... this at least proves that the letter is from Professor Merlin.

　One hundred percent his style.

　But you haven't said anything! Then why did you write the letter?

　When Xing Mo was getting a little crazy, he saw two more lines of words appear below.

　The words were written in a faint golden light:

　"This time, you will be the teacher."

　"Teach me how to fight against fate."

　"Also: The Haishangyun comes from Yanxia. Ask around yourself. I have a 200-meter-tall frost giant giant giant giant giant giant giant..."

　Signed by Merlin.

　""

　Xing Mo read the letter over and over again, and after confirming that there was no unnecessary information, she smiled faintly.

　Well...Professor Merlin did provide the key information.

　As for the road ahead...

　"Okay, I'll try my best."

　Xingmo looked out the window. The academic city of Nefera Beta stood among the dark clouds and drizzle. A faint smell of fireworks emerged from the outline of the city and floated into the sky.

　This is a city of miracles, carrying everyone's hope.

　People’s city and people’s destiny are chosen by people.

　When the Changming Star Sea Bell was broken, Xing Mo figured out a lot of things.

　If even that which is regarded as the most sacred object of the Goddess can be broken, then what is unbreakable?

　Destroying first and then building up may be the path that the Academy City should take.