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

　"I think it's very reliable," Alice muttered, "It feels a bit like Xiaomo back then."

　"Xiaomo's feeling?" Vivian turned her head. "Are you talking about the feeling of being able to get everything done by just walking ahead?"

　"Yes." Alice nodded.

　"Looking at it this way, it does seem a bit like that," Merlin sighed, "and the rebellious aspect as well."

　He took out the key and opened the door:

　"Alright everyone, let's get some rest first."

　August Palace.

　Large reception room

　In the center, three chairs and a small table are huddled together.

　Chloe sat nervously at the table, looking at the door at the other end of the room.

　Today, the Star Angel is coming.

　"Clang."

　With the sound of the door opening, Xingmo came to the table under the guidance of two Pegasus Knights.

　She and Aurora pulled out chairs and sat down, complaining at the same time:

　"The layout of your living room is just like the plating of Faroese cuisine. The plates are super large, and the food is only placed a little bit in the middle."

　"That's a style," Chloe smiled. "Long time no see."

　"haven't seen you for a long time."

　Xing Mo looked at the leader. She looked much brighter than she did three and a half years ago. The haze that once lingered on her cheeks had now dissipated, and her complexion was much rosier than before.

　There is no doubt that the people of Fallu are living better and better.

　"I read your letter and it seemed to mention that Salma was planning to do something dangerous in Massena?" Chloe straightened up.

　"Yes, you should have read those files." Xing Mo nodded.

　"Well, original sin, the conspiracy of the Messina Chamber of Commerce."

　Chloe's eyes were suddenly covered with a faint haze. Xingmo had often seen this look in her eyes before.

　Some things don't disappear with the passage of time.

　"During the Franco-Luxembourg War, the Chamber of Commerce came to Massena to negotiate with us," Chloe recounted. "Salma said she wanted to build a huge luxury hotel in Massena and that it would be a good thing for us."

　"She said it was the face of a country and a symbol of Massena's prosperity, and she even promised to give us dividends."

　"The treasury was very tight at the time, so my father naturally didn't refuse. He signed the treaty and allowed the behemoth to rise from the ground in Massena."

　"However, everyone knows why that thing exists..."

　"Suffering can also be a resource," Xing Mo said calmly, "How miserable Massena is, how much resources she can use for the black magic she wishes to use."

　Seeing Chloe's expression, Xingmo knew that she had guessed right.

　"During the war, those bigwigs from Messina came to Fallu in droves to spend their money, all living in Golden Paradise," Chloe closed her eyes. "To serve them... our people were trampled like wild dogs. Salma looked down at the ruined city from the terrace and took pleasure in it."

　pleasure.

　In a city shrouded in the shadow of war, some people suffer and some eat raw meat and drink blood.

　"I couldn't bear to watch it any longer. My father hadn't yet fallen into madness at that time. He stopped my anger and said to me earnestly..."

　"Daughter, this is the price we pay for being weak."

　""

　Chloe closed her eyes, and Xingmo caught a glimpse of the weakness on her face.

　"What happens next?" Xingmo said softly.

　"After the war, we limited the Chamber of Commerce's power in Massena, or at least we tried to," Chloe said. "However, it was too late. The Chamber of Commerce, like a venomous snake, sank its fangs into our land. By the time we thought the wounds were superficial, their venom had already spread throughout our bodies."

　"It's hard to get off the tiger's back." Xing Mo nodded thoughtfully. "The Messina Chamber of Commerce has plenty of money, and money can buy off most people."

　"I guess you're here to enforce the law, right?" Chloe said solemnly.

　"That's right." Xing Mo nodded.

　Chloe waved her hand, and a Pegasus knight came over from a distance, holding a contract in his hand.

　Obviously, this contract was written in advance.

　"I came prepared." Xing Mo smiled faintly.

　"Section 1 of the Supernatural Department will have full law enforcement authority in Massena," Chloe nodded solemnly. "You can do whatever you want. If that old woman tries to do anything to my city again... I don't think I'll let her off."

　Xingmo took the contract, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

　This way, Ophelia will have no excuse to say that she is a lazy boss.

　However, apart from this, she also had another matter...

　"There's one more thing," Xingmo looked at Chloe with a smile, "I want to use your connections to find someone."

　"Looking for someone." Chloe raised her eyebrows. "Do you need my help in finding someone, Star Angel..."

　"of course."

　Xingmo made a symbol:

　"What I want to find is the best-performing publishing house in Massena right now, and its top editor."

　"Editor and publisher" Chloe was stunned, "You won't..."

　"Yes."

　Xingmo raised a finger:

　"My girl is going to be a writer!"

　""

　Chloe hadn't expected such a request.

　She rubbed her temples and smiled helplessly:

　"What a peaceful and prosperous time... I never thought our conversation would turn out this way..."

　"Leisure..."

Chapter 648: Laziness in Comfort (Part 7) -3k- (Two Updates in One)

　In the family suite at Golden Paradise, Alice and Ophelia were alone in the living room.

　Angelica and Albus went out to arrange spies, Merlin was taking care of the children, and Vivian took Faye out to find food.

　As for Miriam? I don't know, she's always elusive.

　Now only Ophelia and Alice were left.

　"Salma Garner's layout is very sophisticated," said Ally

　Si looked up from the documents. "About 30% of this city's economy revolves around Golden Paradise. The food supply, transportation support, and service personnel training are all provided by Golden Paradise's team. Even the post-war tourism industry was fostered by the team at Golden Paradise."

　"This is a typical tactic of the Messina Chamber of Commerce," Ophelia said, looking out the window. "Just imagine, the maid who cleans your room is a spy for the Chamber of Commerce, the carriage you ride in is a spy for the Chamber of Commerce, and even the recipe for the food you swallow is controlled by the Chamber of Commerce."

　"If Stonecryon succeeds, will the Citadel become like this?" Alice whispered.

　Ophelia was silent for a few seconds, then she said:

　"Worse."

　The two fell silent. They didn't have much common topics to talk about, let alone the minor conflicts during the jihad.

　Positions are positions, but some things will not be easily forgotten.

　"I heard you almost sacrificed yourself again while fighting Greed," Alice asked. "Why?"

　"There's no reason. For someone like me, death would be a relief." Ophelia said self-deprecatingly.

　Looking at Ophelia's profile, Alice remembered a lot.

　In the heavy rain, she stood in front of the ranks of the Golden People, her lonely figure confronting Alice.

　At that time, Alice regarded the pitiful look in her expression as an acting skill, as one of her countless tricks.

　But now Alice saw a similar look on her face again, and this time she had no reason to act.

　Alice opened her mouth to say something. She wanted to persuade Ophelia not to be so extreme and not to use herself as a weight on the scale.

　But she didn't say anything in the end.

　If you take other people's enlightenment lightly as something that can be dismissed with a few words, it will only make you appear conceited.

　"Where do you plan to start?" Alice changed the subject.

　"Catch a spy and torture him," Ophelia leaned back slightly in her wheelchair. "Gather some evidence, then ask the hotel manager to check the account books. If we find anything, arrest Salma."

　"Torture to extract a confession..." Alice sighed softly, "You really haven't changed at all."

　"The more leniency you show to evildoers, the easier it is for them to exploit you," Ophelia said. "The sinful thoughts in people's hearts are everlasting and can be easily drawn out by a little external force. Don't consider those who go along with the evil as your friends."

　"Okay, let's do as you say." Alice said.

　Hearing this, Ophelia was slightly stunned and immediately turned her head.

　"I thought you would say a few words of truth and then deny me, and finally ask me to be gentle."

　"You're a professional, I'll listen to you," Alice clapped her hands and stood up. "But if you go too far, I'll recite the Goddess's scriptures to persuade you to be more gentle. I've memorized the Star Sea Canon."

　"That book doesn't count," Ophelia smiled. "The goddess will only say, 'You guys figure it out. I'm going on a date.'"

　"indeed so."

　Alice smiled faintly, and Ophelia also smiled faintly.

　While chatting and laughing, some things completely disappeared.

　At this time, the golden little sparrow flew through the gap in the window, burst into golden light, and quickly turned into a human form.

　Miriam raised her hand, holding the seal:

　"We've got the power to enforce the law! It's time to get to work!"

　"Let's go," Alice stood up, "I'll go call Vivian."

　"Is this here?"

　At the door of the building, Aurora raised her head and looked at the golden sign on the top.

　"Wow..."

　Masséna Publishing House, as the name suggests, is the largest publisher in Masséna.

　Xing Mo lowered his head, looked at the letter of introduction in his hand, and said:

　"This publishing house is responsible for publishing and reviewing most of Massena's reading materials, such as the Massena Journal, which serialized "The Sailboat of the Day Before Yesterday," and magazines like "Iris," which are responsible for publishing serialized stories."

　"Luckily, I know Chloe, so I got a chance to jump the queue. You know, this publishing house's mailbox is usually full."

　"Very good, very good," Aurora said, her hands on her hips. "Let's go! Let's shock these editors with our masterpiece!"

　"Be humble," Xing Mo smiled faintly, "but you still have to be confident when you need to be confident, especially when you have enough strength."

　""

　Passing through the editorial building, Xingmo and Aurora arrived at the editor-in-chief's office on the fifth floor.

　When I opened the door, I was greeted by a whole wall of bookshelves and a figure in formal attire sitting in front of the bookshelves.

　"Welcome, I believe this is Miss Scotty and Miss Ruby?"

　The editor-in-chief with long flowing hair stood up and bowed directly to Xingmo.

　"Not really," Xingmo quickly helped her up, "Ms. Sophie, it's an honor to meet you."

　"No, no, who am I?" Ms. Sophie quickly asked Xing Mo to sit down. "It's my honor. After all, you are..."

　Xingmo blinked, and Sophie quickly understood and sat down behind the desk.

　"I heard that your lover wants to submit a novel?"

　"Yeah, that's right."