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

　As Ophelia said this, Alya suddenly grabbed her hand.

　She looked up and met Alya's determined gaze.

　"Don't speak like that about yourself," Aaliyah whispered.

　"You can ask Albus, he hated me at that time." Ophelia looked away.

　"I was on the front lines of the Holy War, and what I saw was different from what he saw." Arya shook her head. "The power of mortals was crucial in that war. They were not only the anchor for the extraordinary beings, but also the main force of the war. Their survival determined the outcome of the war."

　"What I saw was an army that never ran out of support. The soldiers never went hungry, and the Steam Spider parts never ran out of supply. The backup army always replenished their positions in a timely manner."

　"Even after I returned to the Citadel and learned about everything you did, I still don't think you're a bad person. Your methods were extreme, and you took many lives, but you protected even more lives."

　"If the Citadel had really been infiltrated by the Messina Chamber of Commerce, not to mention what might have happened later, we would all be in hell by now..."

　"Besides...I don't think I've told the section chief about...my father, right?"

　Alialou smiled lovelyly, leaving Ophelia stunned.

　She rarely heard Arya talk so much. This little dark elf was always quiet, and her past seemed to be hidden in those gray eyes.

　"Never said..." Ophelia murmured.

　"You should know that my father is the Dark Elf King, the mad king in history. If it weren't for the Golden Disaster, he might have turned into an out-of-control monster and committed countless more wrongdoings."

　Alia lowered her head and looked at the letter on the table with a smile.

　"But people don't know that Dad became crazy because he saw the end of the world."

　"Doomsday, the doomsday that will take away everything... At that time, everything will be destroyed, not only the Dark Elf Dynasty, but also this world..."

　"So Dad wanted to turn everything around, but his momentary madness led him down the wrong path. He almost killed everyone, and in the end, he met his end in pain and regret."

　"But everything he did... was also to protect this world... to protect me..."

　Alia's gaze kept moving downwards, finally landing on the signature on the letter.

　There were four simple words written there:

　everything is fine.

　"You've only stained your hands for what you wanted to protect," Alia looked up at Ophelia. "Dad is dead... He can never find peace again... But I hope Miss Section Chief can find peace..."

　"Aliya..."

　Ophelia felt her eyes a little sore.

　She blinked and smiled faintly:

　"You said it very well."

　"Is there...is there..." Alia lowered her head, "No..."

　"I won't deny the mistakes I made," Ophelia said firmly, "but...what you said...I will consider...let's hold a...team-building event when I get back..."

　“Don’t we have team building activities often?”

　"This... this time is different..."

　""

　At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard from the side, and the sound of high heels hitting the stone bricks was a bit harsh.

　Ophelia turned around and saw Mogu'e walking towards her aggressively.

　She walked directly to Ophelia, looked down at her, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly:

　"Your leg is broken?"

　"Is this your way of saying hello..." Ophelia sighed.

　"Ophelia Thane, the unscrupulous patricide," Mogué smiled. "I'm here to greet you. What else do you need?"

　The next second, Mogu'e's inspiration suddenly trembled.

　She shifted her gaze with a hint of fear and discovered that the girl opposite Ophelia had stood up, with a sharp bone blade sliding out from her sleeve.

　Just looking at the sharp blade made her spirit tremble.

　"Let's go," Alia whispered.

　"Are you mistaken? This is the Krista School of Magic, and I'm a teacher here..." Moguer straightened himself up, "Are you going to threaten me here?"

　"Call your colleagues and come together." Alia said disdainfully.

　Mogu'e wanted to say something, but when she met those gray eyes, she felt as if her neck was being strangled by a hand.

　After taking two steps back fearfully, Mogu glanced at Ophelia and whispered:

　"Why did you come back? Don't think you can show off in front of me just because you're hooking up with that unworthy angel on earth... You have nothing to show off. Everything you have was given to you by others."

　"What about you, Mogué?" Ophelia narrowed her eyes. "Who gave you everything? Perel Larsen?"

　"I rely on myself!" Mogu growled.

　"If you come to me just to show off your meaningless self, then I suggest you leave," Ophelia ordered her to leave. "I don't want to compare myself with you. I don't need to compare myself with you, not to mention..."

　She didn't say the last word.

　""

　The corner of Mogu'e's mouth twitched slightly, and then he turned around and said something cruel:

　"Get out of this school as soon as possible, or you will regret it."

　"Wait." Ophelia said.

　""

　Watching Mogu'e leave in a hurry, Alia sat down and whispered:

　"She threatened us."

　"Now I think there's a very real possibility that she has original sin," Ophelia sighed. "She's always been jealous of me... from my grades to my family, even though I've never been proud of those things."

　"We'll find out soon enough." Alia nodded slightly.

　"Ah."

　""

　Ophelia picked up the glass and drank the last of the red wine.

　She raised her head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, her eyes sliding across the gaps between the gray clouds.

　It looks like it's going to rain soon.

　In the corridor, Xingmo looked at the uneasy Nanali and tried her best to make the smile on her face look kind.

　"Are you okay?" she asked quietly.

　"I...I'm fine..."

　Nunnally seemed afraid to meet Xingmo's gaze. She looked at the gray clouds outside the window and murmured:

　"I...I haven't seen my father for a long time. It's no use asking me..."

　"I was there when your father died." Xingmo said.

　"Eh...?"

　Nunnally turned her head sharply and looked at Professor Shikoti in disbelief.

　"How did he die!" Nunnally didn't realize that her voice had risen a few notes.

　"He sacrificed his soul to Satan and became a soulless devil," Xingmo shook her head. "I ended his suffering."

　As soon as these words came out, Nunnally's legs began to tremble.

　She closed her eyes, and flashed back to the classroom that night. Professor Mogu's whisper lingered in her ears:

　"You must have had a Satanic dream, right?"

　Of course she had. In those dreams, she sat on a pile of gold and silver treasures. With just a grab, she could pay for the next few years of tuition. With another grab, her laid-off mother would no longer have to ride her tattered bicycle to the tailor shop.

　Every time she picked up a handful of gold coins, a demon would whisper in her ear, constantly tempting her:

　"Yeah...you're short of money...right?"

　"Without money... they look down on you... you can't go to school... you can't study..."

　"Look... they're all rich, they're all noble ladies, but what about you? Something happened to your father, and now he won't send you tuition anymore..."

　"But you can have a lot of money. You have a lot of energy in your soul. You just need to release it..."

　"Release me..."

　"me..."

　Nunnally fell to the ground, holding her head in her hands.

　"Dad...was he killed by Satan?" Her voice trembled.

　"Do not."

　Hearing Professor Shikoti's answer, Nunnally looked up in confusion and muttered:

　"But you said..."

　"Sacrificing to Satan is the ultimate consequence of his sins," Xing Mo shook her head. "Even without Satan, his sins would have erupted. It was inevitable because those evil thoughts existed from the beginning..."

　"The ending has long been determined."

　"Evil thoughts... have existed since the beginning..."

　Nanali's lips trembled. How could this happen... She was so greedy in her dream, picking up handfuls of gold coins and throwing them into the air.

　As long as evil exists... it is bound to explode...

　As Nunnally was shaking, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

　She raised her head blankly and met Professor Shikoti's emerald eyes:

　"Did anyone tell you this, and that the Satanic dream would continue?"

　"I..."

　Nunnally was stunned for a second, and finally shook her head:

　"No...no..."

　"That's good," Xing Mo smiled. "Don't be nervous. I'm just asking casually. I'm talking to you alone because I want to give you something."

　"Give me...what?"

　"Here."

　Xing Mo stretched out her hand and with a flash of golden light, a broken photo frame appeared in her hand.

　She handed the photo frame to Nunnally, and the girl took it with trembling hands, and found that it was a family photo of her family of three.

　My father's face was torn by the cracks in the glass, but his smile was still as bright as ever.

　"Your father was swept away by sin because he loved you."

　"He loves you, so when he realized that those people's actions would jeopardize your studies, rage consumed him."

　"He's not a good man, but he loves you."

　Xingmo stood up, patted Nunnally's shoulder, and said with a smile:

　"This is the only thing I am sure of."

　After saying that, Xingmo turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor.

　Nanali stared blankly at Xingmo's figure gradually disappearing into the distance and sniffed.

　"dad..."

　Two lines of tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto the broken photo frame.

　Tears splashed, as if shattered along with the photo frame.

Chapter 634 Greedy Crawling (Part 10) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"A carnival party?"