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

　These fools who were talking all around her.

　It's so noisy... We just finished a life-and-death battle...

　Let people take a good rest...

　""

　Colorful lights bloomed above his head, and Xingmo was attracted to look up, only to see bright colorful meteors streaking across the sky.

　"You guys really made a big scene," Xingmo turned around and saw Miss Perlis pacing on the lunar surface. "Those are fragments from the upper dimension."

　"What can it be used to create...?" Carly held Pearl's hand and looked up in thought.

　"It can create some... beautiful memories!" Miriam raised her hand to answer.

　Good memories.

　Xingmo and Aurora looked at each other and clasped their hands tightly.

　Everyone on the surface of the moon raised their heads and fell silent amidst the brilliant display of colorful meteors.

　As brilliant rays streaked across the deep space, a three-thousand-year-long war came to an end.

　As the picture of peace and freedom slowly unfolds before my eyes, the deep space remains dark and the starlight remains crazy.

　But at least, in the long night of civilization, a star quietly rose, illuminating the way forward for this ignorant child.

　"Does what you said before still count?" Xing Mo felt her hand suddenly pinched.

　She lowered her head and looked at Aurora's profile.

　Aurora looked up at the shooting star, her cheeks stained with a faint blush under the colorful light.

　"You mean, that true word?" Xing Mo chuckled.

　"Ah."

　Aurora still didn't look at Xingmo, but just looked at the night sky silently.

　"You...almost broke your promise, and I was the one who rescued you, so the previous one doesn't count."

　"I have to repeat myself. This time we have to make a pinky promise and sign a contract with the evil god... the kind that means death if you break it!"

　Like a child.

　Like a sullen kitten.

　Xingmo smiled lightly, without saying anything, and directly picked up Aurora.

　Then, under the brilliant night sky...

　She used kisses instead of words.

　The long night is coming, but at least...

　The stars are still shining.

　...END...

　Ending) The Stars

　Stars, moon, sun.

　Keys, chains, and the bound.

　I used to think that everything was predetermined by prophecy, everything about me was manipulated, and my destiny was never in my own hands.

　But when I reached the end, I suddenly realized that everything was planned by myself.

　I chose to be bound by fate, therefore I am bound by fate.

　I chose this long bloody road, and therefore my hands are stained with blood.

　I am my key, I am my chain, I am the puppet bound to the cross of fate.

　Everything that once confused me now makes me calm.

　Before the quiet night arrived, I danced with her in the dusk and plunged into the darkness without hesitation.

　I don't know where our future lies yet.

　I don’t know yet whether Muguangxing can survive.

　For three thousand years, I have seen both the ordinary and the extraordinary, from angels hanging high in the sky to saints walking among the mortal world.

　Now is the real crossroads.

　Where should we go?

　""

　"Well..."

　When Xingmo woke up, she found herself lying on the diary.

　She got up and rubbed her temples, and the extraordinary essence quickly washed away her fatigue.

　Miss Perlis once said that if you want to stabilize your spiritual anchor, it is best to live like a mortal.

　But... I'm so sleepy...

　Xingmo stood up and let her coat fall from her shoulders onto the chair.

　She turned around and looked at the coat that she had put on herself at some point, looking thoughtful.

　"Where did Aurora go to play again?"

　Miss Saint rubbed her eyes in confusion, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

　"wrong!"

　She stood up suddenly, recalling her itinerary for the day -

　——I want to invite everyone to dinner tonight!

　"How could I have forgotten this..."

　Xingmo quickly stood up, crawled to the desk, and picked up the pile of invitations that had been written last night.

　After she finished writing all that stuff, she suddenly got inspiration and wanted to write in her diary, and she accidentally fell asleep while writing!

　The letter must be sent out now!

　Xingmo opened the drawer, took out the whistle given by Miss Perlis, and blew it gently.

　Flames exploded, and a cool flaming parrot floated before her eyes.

　"Ahhh!" Xiao Huozi shouted.

　"No, why you..." Xingmo frowned, "Can you... do it?"

　"Gah?"

　Xiao Huozi widened his eyes in disbelief.

　"Quack quack?"

　"Okay, I know you have a lot of experience working for Little Crow," Xing Mo sighed. "Okay, okay, okay. Then you have to deliver all the letters, okay? On time?"

　"Gah!"

　Xiao Huozi grabbed the letter and it exploded and disappeared in an instant!

　Looking at the place where the flames spread, Xingmo suddenly felt a little regretful.

　Is this guy really reliable?

　"That's all..."

　Xingmo stretched and began to change clothes.

　Facing the mirror, she carefully combed her long jet-black hair and tied it into a side ponytail. Her emerald green eyes sparkled in the morning sun.

　"Let's go."

　Xingmo blinked at herself in the mirror, then opened the bedroom door and went out to buy groceries.

　Half a year has passed since the war on the dark side of the moon.

　Half a year ago, the battered expeditionary force returned to the city that had been taken over by Xing Sui, and recuperated in the aftermath of the apocalypse.

　After returning to the Academy, Xingmo learned everything that had happened while she was away: the conspiracy of the Messina Chamber of Commerce, Ophelia's determination, and Emerald Seventeen's sincerity.

　The girl protected the city well while she was away.

　The first cluster of golden branches flowed along the bloodline of Sean's family to this day, and finally bloomed before the crimson doomsday, winning a glimmer of hope for the city.

　She did her duty.

　""

　It’s sunny in the North City District.

　Xingmo was carrying a small vegetable basket, her dark long hair was held down by a small dark green beret, her slender waistline was accentuated by a vest, and her ankles wrapped in white socks were revealed under her black long skirt, and she was wearing black Mary Jane shoes.

　The streets were bustling with activity, with carriages coming and going with a rumbling thud on the stone slabs. Newsboys were shouting as they sold newspapers in the flickering sunlight, with no sign of hunger on their rosy little faces.

　The White Tower Council no longer exists, and those who are qualified for these positions have basically been cleared out by Ophelia.

　Today, the academic faction has temporarily taken over the management of the academy, and everyone is still discussing what system to use in the future.

　Xingmo didn't really want to care about these things.

　She kept thinking back to Aurora's words as they fell through the shattered dimensions: this world is still young, we just have to wait and see how it changes.

　Yes, the world is still young.

　The universe is also still very young.

　Not to mention the city.

　From the beginning to the end, Xingmo didn't want to be a ruler, didn't want to be a king, and didn't want to be a god above everything else.

　She just wanted to guard it all quietly.

　After all, some fool once said...

　"You must live, okay? For them, for..."

　""

　Countless sacrifices have created the peace we have today, a short-lived peace.

　Xing Mo knew that the Father God had never left and He would wake up one day.

　How long is this time? Is it a thousand years? Ten years? Or the next second?

　No one could predict it, not even Aurora.

　Before that, there is no doubt that they need to be fully prepared.

　The sound of flames exploding suddenly rang out in the sky. Xing Mo raised his head and saw the fiery red parrot flashing repeatedly between the explosions, accompanied by screams that pierced the city sky.

　The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she lowered her head, choosing to be invisible amid the discussions around her.

　It's better not to pretend that you know that guy...

　"Oh!"

　"Ouch! What is that!"

　In the clothing store in the White Tower area, Vivian was startled by the sudden explosion. The light blue dress she had just put on was almost torn apart by her superb backflip skills.

　Looking closely, I saw a letter lying on the dressing table, and a red feather fluttered and landed on the envelope.

　"It's Xiao Huozi..." Vivian muttered, "I thought Cain had made a comeback..."

　"That's not ladylike enough, Vivian."

　Vivian turned her head and saw Alice with a faint smile on her face. She couldn't help but puff up her cheeks slightly.

　"That's called being vigilant at all times! Do you understand?"

　"It's been half a year already?" Alice reminded.

　"Yeah, it's been... half a year."

　Vivian returned to the fitting table in a daze, letting the costume designer beside her adjust her dress.