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

　She looked at the snow in the distance—rows of pale soldiers were already standing in rows, like statues.

　Vivian cut directly through the crack, entered the inner side of the mountain, and ensured the safety along this side of the crack.

　"Xiaomo~Long time no see~"

　Xing Mo turned around and saw Vivian walking towards her with a pair of black and white swords on her back.

　"Have you found the residence or settlement of the monsters?" Xing Mo asked.

　Vivian nodded:

　"We found some debris from buildings that appeared to have been destroyed recently. It seems they had voluntarily evacuated the area near the mountains."

　This means that the monsters are gathering.

　"How about I just go ahead and mow them down?" Vivian glanced at the misty snowy plain. "Those monsters can't defeat the Pale Army, right?"

　"That's not necessarily true," Xingmo shook her head. "The goblins aren't a threat, but those Sons of Cain are."

　She once again told Vivian in detail about the Retribution of the Seven, and emphasized that it was a power at the level of destiny.

　"But if the Pale Army can't defeat them, wouldn't it be tantamount to sending those mortals to their deaths if they went to the battlefield?"

　Vivian muttered.

　"Mortals have their own perspectives, which may sometimes be the key to breaking the deadlock," Xing Mo said, "Don't underestimate their power."

　Everything in the foggy area is unknown, and even Xing Mo cannot guarantee that he can escape unscathed.

　It is unknown when the Sons of Cain will attack. Judging from the power possessed by the Ice God Rathorn, their status is roughly between demigods and angels, similar to Yan Xia's Dragon King.

　Without knowing how many of these "gods" there are, acting rashly will only cause unnecessary trouble.

　So, Xingmo told Vivian about Mentor Lucius's plan.

　After listening to this, Vivian sighed helplessly and said:

　"Well, let's follow your plan. After all..."

　"After all, you are not suitable for making plans?" Xing Mo smiled.

　"Xiaomo, why do you talk like Alice?" Vivian puffed up her cheeks.

　"puff..."

　Xingmo smiled, and a feeling of joy spread in her heart.

　"Speaking of which, how's the situation at the Citadel? I haven't received any information from the outside world in a long time."

　"Oh, I forgot to tell you."

　Vivian blinked and then started talking about Ophelia.

　From her attempts to take control of the Senate, to the crash of the steamship, the death of Tolum, and her confrontation with the Puchite family...

　"Lady Diana managed to get Ophelia to withdraw a large number of her forces to reinforce the other side, but even so, she is still the most powerful person in the Citadel... although I hate to say it."

　"Are you really not going to go back and take care of it? It shouldn't take long, right?"

　"Ophelia..." Xingmo lowered her head.

　She did notice many new anchor points that were particularly strong, but she did not investigate their source.

　After all, the holy war was imminent, and it was considered normal for Xingmo to have many people in the academy praying.

　Now it seems that those prayers all came from the Star Followers that Vivian mentioned.

　Ophelia raised an army... to worship me?

　In a daze, Xing Mo recalled the conversation between Ophelia and herself at the door of the parliament room:

　"Are you really going to hand the Citadel over to them? You should have seen their expressions during the meeting, right? You're an angel on earth, can't you see through their thoughts?"

　"You rule

　They! There must be a saint standing in front of the crowd, parting the turbid sea under the golden dawn!"

　“Isn’t this our history?”

　The girl looked excited, and Xingmo could sense her emotions.

　She is an angel, and all human emotions are exposed in front of her.

　Ophelia is sincere.

　At least, at the door of that council room, she hoped that Xingmo could become the king of the academy and rule the entire academy like a dictator.

　Because she is the eldest daughter of the Sean family, she knows what those parliamentarians are like behind the scenes, and Xingmo knows it too.

　She hoped that all the power would be concentrated together and ruled by Xingmo alone.

　However...

　"I never thought of becoming king."

　Xingmo shook her head slightly.

　The prophesied scene flashed through her mind: she was standing on the top of the mountain, holding the String of the Shepherd Star in her hand, with a sea of ​​blood of living creatures beneath her feet.

　Xing Mo indeed stood at the forefront of history, in front of everyone, and single-handedly paved the way for his own destiny.

　But that doesn't mean she wants to be a leader or a king.

　Her original intention was just to protect everything behind her and then return to those ordinary days.

　Sleep in Professor Renault's open class, swing in Nefera Beta's back garden, and make a delicious meal for friends in the public kitchen.

　besides...

　Live with her...in the sunshine.

　Recalling the familiar pair of blood-red eyes, Xingmo's mouth corners curled up slightly.

　Become the king and rule over everything.

　Such a serious matter...

　Not what she longed for.

　As a puppet bound by fate, Xingmo knows deeply how terrible it feels to be manipulated by a higher power.

　She didn't want to become the "superior power" of mortals and manipulate them.

　"Let her be."

　Xingmo turned and looked at Vivian.

　Vivian was stunned for a long time before she opened her mouth:

　"what?"

　"Xiaomo, Captain Tolum is dead! Alice was also forced into a very uncomfortable situation by that man! Are you really not going to care?"

　Xingmo shook his head:

　"Vivian, mortals have a different perspective than us. Even if I go back now... I'm afraid I won't be able to find out whether Tolum really died because of Ophelia in such a short time."

　"As for Senior Alice, she won't be in any danger. If someone really wants to threaten her, I assure you, that person won't have the slightest chance of doing anything."

　"Really?" Vivian stepped closer to Xingmo. "Xiaomo, you'd better think it over carefully. That's Alice. I won't allow anything to happen to her."

　"I'm sure. Believe me, Vivian," Xingmo looked directly at Vivian with an indifferent expression. "Fate is playing on her body. To be more precise, it is playing on you."

　After staring at Xingmo for a while, Weiweian turned her head away:

　"Hmph... it better be useful..."

　She glanced at Xing Mo's indifferent expression again and said with some dissatisfaction:

　"Xiao Mo, I really don't like you anymore. Why are you so cold?"

　Hearing this, Xing Mo was slightly stunned and subconsciously reached out to lift a bunch of hair.

　Silvery white.

　She took a deep breath, the white in her hair gradually faded away, and the golden light in her pupils turned green.

　Once she seriously thinks about the big picture, her thinking subconsciously becomes rational.

　This is not a bad thing, at least she did not let her emotions get the better of her and miss the opportunity.

　"We really don't have the extra time to worry about the situation in the Citadel right now. From what I can see with my current focus, at least the Citadel's army successfully reached the other side, and the quality and quantity far exceeded my expectations."

　Xing Mo exhaled a breath of white air and said to Weiweian calmly:

　"If Ophelia Thane is guilty, we will put her on trial after the holy war is over."

　"But at least for now, her presence does more good than harm to us. We shouldn't focus too much on what's behind us during this period."

　"And, Vivian..."

　Xing Mo looked directly into the Ice Dragon's vertical pupils:

　"You have to trust Alice-senpai."

　"She's very strong, much stronger than you think, and she can definitely protect herself."

　""

　After looking at Xingmo for a while, Vivian snorted and turned her head away again.

　"Of course I believe in Alice, Xiaomo, but you have to show some attitude!"

　"Ah..." Xing Mo was slightly stunned, "Attitude...?"

　"That person bullied Alice, shouldn't you teach him a lesson?"

　"Is this...important?"

　"Of course it's important. You should at least show up, express your stance, and tell Ophelia not to do anything out of line! Even if you can't punish her, you should at least give her a warning, right?"

　"Warning..."

　Xingmo smiled helplessly and shook her head slightly.

　It was something that fate could clearly control, but Vivian seriously asked her to step in and stop it.

　It seemed that she still wanted to vent her anger on Alice.

　So...

　"Okay then, I'll..."

　"...Teach her a lesson."

　The academic city of Academi.

　"Just send them here. Maintain martial law. If anything happens, notify me the old way."

　After giving her instructions, Ophelia closed the door of the mansion.

　The moment the door closed, the solemnity on her face disappeared, and deep fatigue emerged from her eyes.

　She leaned against the door, lowered her head, and took out the money from her side pocket.

　He took out a silver cigarette case.

　"Snapped."

　She lit the tobacco, took a deep breath, and her expression relaxed a lot.

　Ophelia leaned against the door and finished her entire cigarette before walking into the living room.

　As she stepped into the living room, her steps froze.

　On the sofa, a dark figure was facing away from her.

　"Ophelia Thane."

　Ophelia stared blankly at the figure turning around, watching the pair of golden eyes sparkle in the darkness.

　"Let's talk."

　The corners of Xingmo's mouth curled up slightly.

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