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

　"Gathering is rebellion? Are they doing anything bad?" Alice frowned.

　"My Lord, the Golden People are a violent race! We must ensure the safety of the Citadel!"

　When he said this, the soldiers surrounding him also laughed.

　Alice glanced at him coldly and said:

　"Leave this neighborhood. Your jurisdiction is not needed here."

　"Sir, we cannot leave our post."

　"The entire block is the property of the Pushet family. If I tell you to leave, you leave."

　A flash of fire flashed in Alice's eyes, causing the soldier to subconsciously take a step back.

　But he quickly straightened his back and said:

　"Are you sure? I'm a soldier from Xing Sui."

　"What is Xing Sui?"

　"This is an elite unit organized by Lady Ophelia Sean, affiliated with the Xinghai Church." The soldier raised his chin. "Are you sure you want to disobey..."

　Before he could finish, a flame exploded on his face—

　"boom!"

　The soldier was thrown to the ground. Alice raised her wand and looked coldly at the other soldiers who drew their weapons.

　"Tell Ophelia Thane to get her people out of my neighborhood," Alice whispered. "Just because I don't fight her doesn't mean I can't."

　The soldiers obviously did not dare to confront Alice head-on, firstly because of her identity, and secondly because they could not defeat a demigod.

　They carried the soldiers who were knocked unconscious by the explosion and ran away tumbling and crawling.

　Alice turned around and looked at the Golden People who were being driven to the corner of the street. She took two steps closer.

　"Are you guys okay?"

　Unexpectedly, when those golden people saw her approaching, they ran away like rats crossing the street.

　Apparently, no

　Regardless of whether Ophelia's people would be evacuated, at least her goal was achieved.

　That side is trying to sow discord between the People of Mist and the People of Gold.

　""

　Alice sighed softly. Water was falling from the sky, but her eyes were covered with a layer of light gray.

　Xingsui, what a great name.

　Everyone in the Academy knows the name of Star Angel.

　I remember the first time I met Ophelia Sean was at the selection meeting of the Extraordinary Department. She openly challenged Xing Mo to become the head of a department.

　In the illusion of the Tree of Life, she was easily defeated by Xing Mo, and finally surrendered and became the head of the second section.

　At that time, Alice felt that this unruly descendant of the Sean family was likely to have some hatred towards Xingmo. After all, he defeated her in front of so many people, and it was even a bit of a venting nature.

　Who would have thought that this guy has now begun to use the title of Star Angel to rally people's hearts.

　She is trying to win over the hearts of the people in the parliament. She controls most of the church and now she has even created an organization like Star Followers.

　This guy seems to be spreading too fast.

　Alice exhaled a puff of white air.

　Perhaps it's time to intervene in Ophelia's expansion.

　To prevent this from becoming a ticking time bomb in your back, perhaps...

　...You should ask Xiaomo to handle it directly.

　However, before that, I should first find Mr. Luffy and clarify the relationship between bloodline and the inheritance of qualification characteristics.

　Thinking this, Alice opened her umbrella and continued walking down the street.

Chapter 538: A Land Flowing with Milk and Honey (Part 4) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　In the port area, Alice knocked on Mr. Luffy's door.

　"Please come in."

　In the shabby master bedroom, Mr. Luffy received Alice.

　To Alice's surprise, there was not only Luffy in the master bedroom, but also the former imperial officer named Tolum.

　After all, he was Xiaomo's ally, so Alice nodded politely at him:

　"Mr. Tolum."

　She was surprised at the officer's decadence. Time seemed to have taken away all his vitality overnight.

　"Ms. Alice... Hello..." Tolum smiled bitterly.

　"Are you... okay?" Alice sat down on the chair.

　"Nothing, just reflecting..."

　Tolum took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he looked at Alice:

　"Do you...mind?"

　"It's okay, go ahead and smoke." Alice said.

　Tolum lit his cigarette, took a deep drag, and looked much more relieved.

　"I dream about that heavy rain every day..." He raised his head and murmured softly, "I saw my city collapse, and they were all dead..."

　"I have always wondered if I had not been caught by Sekhmet, would I have been able to bring more people out, would more people have survived..."

　"You shouldn't blame yourself. This kind of thing is not your fault," Alice said.

　"...I have failed the emperor, that's a fact..." Tolum lowered his head and scratched the back of his neck with one hand. "Sorry, you can talk to Mr. Luffy. I'll step aside for now."

　Tolum stumbled to his feet and opened the door to the living room.

　"He came to me to mix some tranquilizers," Mr. Luffy sighed. "Mr. Tolum seems unable to get over those nightmares."

　Alice nodded, and her mind couldn't help but recall the moment when the Hanging Garden towered over the Citadel.

　If they hadn't recaptured the Citadel, that scene might have been forever etched in Alice's mind.

　The people of gold and the people of fog, must one of them die?

　Alice sighed softly:

　"The settlement in Academi has been arranged. The first group of Golden People can be deployed there the day after tomorrow. It would be best to have the person in charge go there first and prepare the land."

　"We've already coordinated this, Tolum will be in charge." Luffy nodded.

　"I'm sorry the environment is so... terrible," Alice said, looking out the window at the heavy rain. "The Pushet family only bought this neighborhood after the war, so they haven't had much time to repair it, and the security isn't good enough, allowing those stars to show off their power."

　"Don't say that, Miss Alice," Luffy said kindly, "At least this is a home, isn't it?"

　"Are you going to Academi later? Or are you staying here?"

　"Me? I'll probably stay here," Luffy chuckled. "My old bones would be a bother to be waited on if I went over there, so I might as well put them to good use here and provide you with some help. After all, I'm a somewhat accomplished scholar."

　"That's great," Alice took a deep breath. "In fact, I came here just to ask you a question."

　After that, Alice told Mr. Luffy about the inheritance of bloodline and qualification characteristics.

　After listening, Mr. Luffy held his chin and said thoughtfully:

　"...I spent a long time in the Citadel to study the Song of Sand, an ancient natural language based on blood. All Golden People can mobilize that power by speaking certain ancient words..."

　"The conclusion is indeed...Song of the Sand is a qualifying trait that can point to the Golden King, allowing the people to borrow power from the emperor..."

　"If you believe that the bloodline of the descendants of the Sean family has the power to point to the first golden bough... well... then perhaps Ophelia will be needed.

　Miss Ya will cooperate with your investigation."

　"Can I take some of her blood?" Alice asked.

　Mr. Luffy shook his head:

　"No, she needs to cooperate."

　This can be said to be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

　Ophelia was busy forming gangs in the city, so expecting her to cooperate was almost an impossible task.

　"It seems that this matter is not easy to handle. After all, it involves too many ancient secrets that are difficult for mortals in this world to access."

　Mr. Luffy shook his head helplessly:

　"However, if you can find some extraordinary beings from ancient times... perhaps you can obtain some valuable information."

　"An ancient...supernatural being?"

　After hearing Mr. Luffy's train of thought, Alice began to think.

　It's not that she can't reach the extraordinary beings from the Age of Gods.

　First of all, there is the Pale Angel. He has already stood on the side of the Academy...or rather, on the side of Xiaomo.

　But He is currently on the other side of the ocean, and it is too difficult to contact Him.

　Moreover, Alice probably knew some information about the Pale Angel. This god had been sealed in the Kingdom of God since the Age of Gods and did not return to the real world until the fall of Laslan.

　He knew very little about the Gate of Painting.

　Well, besides the Pale Angel...

　...Only the Angel of Knowledge remains.

　He is the angel in charge of "knowledge". If we were to say who is the most knowledgeable person in the world, it would probably be Him.

　But the problem is that his relationship with the Citadel is not that close—at least on the surface, the two sides have never had any contact.

　But I can only try it.

　"Thank you, Mr. Luffy," Alice stood up. "I may need your help later."

　"These are just my responsibilities. It's not a big deal." Mr. Luffy smiled gently.

　After leaving Mr. Luffy's house, Alice opened her umbrella and prepared to wait for the flying carriage to pick her up.

　Just then, a little golden sparrow came through the rain and landed on the back of her hand.

　"Milliam?"

　"Alice, something's wrong," Miriam's voice came through the sparrow. "Councilor Johnson... is dead."

　Amidst the heavy rain, Alice quickly crossed the blockade and arrived at the scene of the incident.

　A carriage overturned on the side of the road, and the horse's body was pierced by the iron spikes on the fence, and it was dying.

　The entire ceiling of the car was lifted up, and the broken glass fell in the rain, sparkling with crystal light.

　Next to the car, Alice saw the body of Congressman Johnson.

　He was covered with a white cloth, which was soaked by the rain, outlining his hideous figure.

　Alice took out her wand, waved it lightly, and the dagger of truth pierced into the void.

　A grayish-white light flashed across her pupils, quickly reconstructing the crime scene for her.

　“…Bang!”

　She saw the carriage step on a puddle, the horse's hooves slipped, and the whole carriage overturned to the side of the road, smashing the carriage.

　Congressman Johnson's throat was pierced by the iron bars that were inserted into the car door.

　An accidental death.

　But Alice's instinct told her that this was no accident.

　""

　She squatted down beside Johnson's body, placed her hands on his chest, and closed her eyes.

　"Rest in peace," she said.

　Congressman Johnson, who controls a large fleet of steam-powered airships.