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

　She had almost forgotten about that woman, but she had never expected that she would still remember her: those festivals, those frictions, there was actually someone in the world who could remember all of that so clearly.

　How did Mogué manage to survive all these years? Living in Ophelia's shadow, doing whatever it takes to get everything he could, just to one day surpass Ophelia.

　She lived such a miserable life, and had thrown away everything she had.

　Just like Ophelia's father.

　Recalling her years in Messina, Ophelia only remembered the bright lights and feasting, the symphonies played at the banquets, the sound of cups clinking, and the fragrant yet dangerous smell of wine.

　She watched her father apologetically smile to all kinds of people, and saw him put his identity as a Sean family on the table, selling it like a golden sign, and moving up step by step.

　These people...have almost given up everything about being human for material things...

　why?

　Ophelia suddenly took out the parchment and took out a pen from the inside pocket of her coat:

　"I'd better write some."

　"You do have some new ideas, don't you?" Alia smiled faintly.

　"Yes, thank you, Alya."

　Ophelia looked up, winked at Alia, and began writing.

　As the sun rose, three little angels, led by Merlin, came to the streets of Romisas.

　In just one day, the two little angels had broken through Cain's defenses and successfully pinched her face.

　This little girl is very easy to pinch. She just stands there and won't say anything if you pinch her casually, but her eyes sometimes look timid.

　Even cuter.

　"No wonder Crow has become obsessed with doves," Chen Xi muttered as he pinched Cain's little face, "She looks like a doll."

　"Don't bully her." Ataniti stopped her.

　"What? Do you want me to bully you?" Chen Xi grinned evilly.

　Facing Chen Xi's smirk, Ataniti took two steps back and hugged her shoulders with her hands.

　"Bad guy..." Ataniti muttered softly.

　"I see you're enjoying it, little butterfly," Chen Xi passed by like a ghost, gently lifting Ataniti's chin, "Let me see... have you recently..."

　"Beat you!"

　Ataniti slapped Chen Xi's head angrily, and the latter took several steps back with a wicked smile.

　Looking at this group of children fighting and playing around, Merlin couldn't help but be speechless.

　"Okay, stop it."

　He placed his hands on the top of Ataniti and Chenxi's heads to calm the two little ones down.

　Then, he walked to Cain's side, squatted down, and looked at the girl's blank profile:

　"Where do you want to go today?" he asked softly.

　"Why don't you ask us?" Chen Xi was dissatisfied.

　"You have to give in to your sister." Merlin said seriously.

　"We are sisters too..." Ataniti was unhappy.

　"She is our sister, our common sister."

　Merlin smiled faintly and turned to Cain:

　"You're still the boss today. Tell me, where do you want to go?"

　"I want to go..."

　Cain was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked towards the sea.

　But suddenly a faint crimson halo flashed through her mind, like a flash of light passing through the edge of her vision.

　"I want to go to...Krista School of Magic," she whispered.

　"Krista?"

　Hearing this, Merlin was stunned.

　"hiss..."

　"What's wrong?" Chen Xi asked.

　"Mom...Xiaomo is over there." Merlin rubbed his temples.

　"So what?" Ataniti asked innocently.

　"Are you afraid of the Mother Goddess?" Chen Xi covered her mouth and laughed.

　"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that Xiaomo really hates having her vacation interrupted."

　Merlin looked at Cain, hesitated for a moment and asked:

　"Why do you want to go to Krista School of Magic?"

　"I just want to go."

　Cain whispered:

　"I also want to see my mother and sister..."

　"Mother...sister...?" A question mark appeared above Ataniti's head.

　"Chen Xi covered his mouth and laughed wildly.

　"Well, go ahead then."

　Merlin stood up and patted Cain's little head.

　Anyway, it is usually him who gets scolded, not Cain.

　If she is happy, just follow her.

　Krista School of Magic.

　Today is the weekend, and as usual, it is a day off for the entire college.

　But on this day, Christa's auditorium was packed with students.

　Students arrived early in the morning to grab seats in the front rows, and the auditorium was packed with people.

　The reason is simple. Today is the day of Ophelia Thain's public lecture.

　In fact, this name was only slightly famous in the Krista School of Magic. Although the Sean family's surname and Ophelia's outstanding grades during her school years created a good reputation for her, for most of her classmates, she was nothing more than "an outstanding senior student who graduated from a certain class" and would not leave much topic after graduation.

　Even with the blessing of being the head of a section of the Extraordinary Department, the most he could do was "the successful senior schoolmate came back to show off."

　But the thing is, she had defeated Professor Mogué at the Krista Carnival Duel not long ago!

　In fact, most students are unaware of some of the old stories that happened between Ophelia and Mogué during their time at school.

　This is mainly because Mogué is not very well-known.

　The real reason why students must come to see Ophelia is her incredible performance on the duel stage.

　He quickly passed Professor Mogu'e in a wheelchair!

　Duel masters are not uncommon, but a wheelchair duel master is truly one-of-a-kind!

　After her stunning success, students naturally began to search for information about Ophelia. Gradually, the students learned about her contributions during the Holy War and her heroic deeds as a descendant of the Sean family who sacrificed her own family for the sake of justice.

　Stonek Sean is the president of the Chamber of Commerce. To the students, the Messina Chamber of Commerce is a mysterious organization lurking in the shadows of Messina. Even the royal family has to show some respect to the Chamber of Commerce.

　Therefore, almost all students came to this lecture to hear what the legendary Ophelia Thane had to say.

　""

　Backstage, Ophelia picked up her speech for the tenth time, her eyes scanning it.

　Behind her, Alya smiled secretly and stuck out her tongue.

　I said it was improvisation, but I still felt nervous.

　""

　Noticing the gaze behind her, Ophelia frowned and whispered:

　"What are you doing? You asked me to write a speech, otherwise I wouldn't be so nervous."

　"Nothing, just..."

　Looking at Ophelia's frowning profile, Alia chuckled:

　"It's quite a contrast that Ophelia Thain, who has become a nightmare for so many people, would actually get nervous before giving a speech."

　The contrast...

　Ophelia tried to endure it. To be honest, she had been trying to endure it since she learned about her illness.

　But she still couldn't help sighing:

　"Don't worry about me. Is the pendulum ready?"

　After being alone with Arya for a long time, Ophelia felt that her previous attitude of keeping strangers away had completely melted away.

　This little dark elf seems to have some magical powers.

　"It's already been prepared."

　Alia swung a small pendulum from her sleeve and blinked:

　"In theory, it can locate the emergence of original sin and thus figure out how it exists in the real world. I've debugged it several times in dreams before. If we use Satan's nightmare as a prototype, it can be successfully located."

　"Well, let's proceed according to the plan."

　Ophelia put away her speech and lay down in her wheelchair:

　"Let's go, it's time."

　"uh-huh."

　Alya grabbed the handle of Ophelia's wheelchair and pushed her out of the lounge and into the hallway.

　The corridor was dark, or rather, gloomy, as dark as the faint bags under Ophelia's eyes.

　She closed her eyes, and the time when she was just reborn emerged -

　"Clap."

　Ophelia fell to the bathroom floor, her face against the tiles.

　She subconsciously tried to move her legs, and suddenly realized that her legs were useless.

　"Uh... Ugh..."

　The girl struggled to support her upper body with her slender arms, grabbing the sink with one hand, trying to gain leverage to stand up.

　With a "click", she failed to catch it and fell to the ground again.

　"Crash..."

　The showerhead kept spraying, spraying warm water on the face of the prone girl, flowing through her

　cheek.

　mortal.

　There is only so much a mortal can do.

　They are vulnerable.

　The loss of limbs, the destruction of a career, the departure of loved ones, any change that may seem tiny on the historical scale will be a huge wave for mortals.

　But there are many things that mortals desire. They desire money, fame and fortune.

　Longing for a healthy body...

　Longing for intact legs...

　"I can cure you."

　Across the desk, Shikoti Amra crossed her arms, her eyes gleaming with gold.

　"Your legs, it's not difficult to cure them."