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

　To be honest, she is really easy to coax like a child. Take her out to play and have a delicious meal, and her bad mood will disappear in an instant.

　Xingmo took Aurora to some of Massena's newest landmarks, including the renovated Massena Cathedral, where they saw a brand new statue of the goddess—a six-winged humanoid figure entwined with flowers and plants.

　"Many of them are elements of our followers!" The little evil god put his hands on his hips, looking very proud.

　Towards evening, Xingmo and Aurora passed by the Massena Library.

　When they passed by the door, they saw the big sign at the door:

　"Book signing event for the 13th volume of 'Flowers Are Always Blooming'."

　"Wow!"

　Seeing the title of the book, Aurora almost jumped up.

　She pulled Xingmo's sleeve and pointed quickly:

　"Little Saint, look! It's a masterpiece!"

　"A divine...a divine work?"

　When Xingmo saw "The Sea of ​​Flowers is Always Blooming", the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

　Aurora had been reading this book since it first arrived at the Citadel, learning little tricks from it all day long and then trying them out on Xingmo.

　Those were countless nights...

　"Can we not go..." Xing Mo wiped his sweat.

　"No, no, we have to go!" Aurora was extremely excited. "This is the final volume. Shouldn't we buy one signed by the author? Let's go! This book must be very impressive to the little saint, right? Hehe~"

　Really impressive...

　Too bad it's not the good kind...

　Xing Mo had no choice. Even though she was extremely unwilling, she could only be passively dragged into the library by Aurora.

　The central hall of the Massena Library is very large and is already filled with people lining up around the central stand.

　Over on the other side of the stands is the signing area. At this moment, enthusiastic readers are queuing up, and the scene is huge.

　"Come on, come on! Let's get in line too!"

　Just as Aurora was about to line up, she heard a whistle nearby:

　"Hey, isn't this a dead intellectual? You can't vote, and you still have the mind to buy books?"

　Hearing this voice, Xingmo's heart was filled with alarm.

　She turned around and sure enough, she saw Mr. Finkiho, whose pen name was "Blue Past", walking towards her with his big belly.

　Aurora frowned slightly upon seeing this complacent fat man.

　"Get out of the way. I don't want to argue with you."

　"That's hilarious! Who wants to argue with you?" Finkiho's friends laughed. "We're watching Joker. Don't you think your writing is pretty good? How come you can't match our votes?"

　"you..."

　Aurora was a little tongue-tied. At this moment, Xingmo stopped her behind him and took two steps forward:

　"He's just a mediocre writer riding on the fame of 'The Day Before Yesterday' to write doujinshi. He shouldn't take readers' support as an indicator of his own abilities. They're writing for 'The Day Before Yesterday'."

　"So what?" Finkiho grimaced again. "'The Sailboat of the Day Before' is a masterpiece. Do you know the sales figures of our separate publication? This is our belief! I'm happy to contribute to this monument. What's wrong with that?"

　"I'm just saying you don't have the skills," Xing Mo said with a faint smile. "You don't have to rush to prove anything with data. If selling a lot is considered excellent, then your work should be engraved on the murals of Massena Cathedral."

　"Are you being a bit shameless?" Finkiho frowned. "Are you jealous? Which newspaper's novel reader are you? Are you trying to smear us?"

　"Actually, I really don't care about these..." Xing Mo rubbed his temples.

　She didn't want to make a big deal out of it, as she had already attracted a lot of attention. After all, this was the author's book signing event, and doing so would only cause trouble for others.

　The group of people around Finkiho seemed to be ignited and began to denounce her at once, making Aurora even more annoyed.

　They were full of strange words like "filial son of friendly business" and "little black guy", which gave people a headache.

　Just when the situation seemed to be about to get out of control, a clear voice like water came from the side:

　"What's going on? I seem to hear some arguments."

　Xingmo turned her head and saw a girl in a khaki shirt, brown vest and newsboy cap walking through the crowd, her ice-blue eyes sparkling behind her monocle.

　She had evidently come from the author's chair, and was holding a quill for signing.

　It is Camellia, the author of "The Sea of ​​Flowers is Always Blooming".

　Too...

　"Sister Carly?"

　Aurora stared at Carly blankly, her face full of question marks for a moment.

　Meeting her eyes, Carly smiled gently:

　"Hello, Aurora. I heard you're my loyal reader?"

Chapter 652: Laziness in Comfort (Part 11) -3k- (Two Updates in One)

　Xingmo admitted that her brain started to burn the moment Miss Carly appeared as the author.

　Wha…what?

　The author of that yuri novel...is Miss Carly?

　The instigator of all this turned out to be Miss Carly!!

　Aurora watches this every day, Alice's sisters watch this every day, little Faye watches this, and even Cain has been taken to watch this!!!

　Turns out this book was actually written by an alien god! Is this a novel? If you hadn't told me, I'd have thought it was some forbidden tome sent down by an alien god, detailing all the rituals and techniques for subduing local gods...

　Wait...it seems to be okay?

　Xing Mo blushed, cleared her throat, and said softly:

　"Ms. Carly, you are also a writer..."

　"After all, I was bored after coming to this world with Little White Flower, so I just sat in a cafe and wrote books when I had nothing to do," Carly said with a faint smile. "Before, I didn't even have the chance to meet fans. The fact that it sold so well was purely accidental."

　After saying that, she rubbed Aurora's head and turned to look at Finkiho beside her.

　There is no doubt that Xingmo was sure that he saw a glimmer of light in Miss Carly's eyes.

　She had obviously heard the entire conversation, including Finkiho's sarcasm towards Aurora.

　"Blue Past, I've heard of this pen name," Carly chuckled, "After failing so many times with my own original content, I finally got a chance through doujinshi.

　"Is it worth your pride to have a chance to be in a magazine for the first time, and it's a short article column?"

　Her aggressiveness...

　So strong!

　Xingmo always thought that Miss Carly was the gentle and refined type, but she didn't expect that when these words came out, Finkiho's face turned dark.

　"Camellia..." Finkiho frowned. "You speak so condescendingly. You don't think what you wrote can compare to 'The Sailboat the Day Before,' do you?"

　"I didn't say that," Carly chuckled. "But 'The Sailboat' isn't some insurmountable benchmark, is it? After all, much of its depth relies on allusions to famous works and poems. Many of the settings in the novel are also based on prototypes from major classics. For many people who haven't read these classics, it really does feel like they've read a masterpiece."

　As soon as these words were spoken, the hidden sharpness in them stunned Aurora.

　On the surface, it is talking about the creative mode of "The Sailing Ship of the Day Before Yesterday", but in fact it is an attack on Finkiho's superficial experience in famous works!

　This is a very good direction: if one has sufficient literary reading experience and aesthetics, it is absolutely impossible to worship the "fast food literature" published in newspapers as a masterpiece.

　This sentence attacks Finkiho's aesthetics!

　Miss Carly really dotes on Aurora... This is her book signing event...

　The readers around are watching...

　Finkiho's face turned pale and blue. He held it in for a long time, and finally growled:

　“Do you know how many readers we have?”

　"They're readers of 'The Sailboat the Day Before,'" Carly said with a faint smile. "They're not your readers. Don't attribute a group to yourself. I believe most readers are rational."

　Finkiho was furious and growled:

　"Reason? Do you think I can't understand books? You're a bunch of book-stupid, nerdy geeks who just love to elevate those so-called classics to appear knowledgeable! Do you know how many annotations there are to the plot of 'Yesterday's Sailing Boat'? Do you really understand the true depth of the plot?"

　"If classics don't hold a high status, why does 'The Sailing Ship' use so many classic references in its plot?" Carly tilted her head. "To lower their own status?"

　"you..."

　Finkiho choked, and Aurora beside him couldn't help laughing.

　She shook her head and couldn't help but sigh...her mouth was so stupid.

　Miss Carly easily tricked this guy into falling into it!

　"Don't try to gild yourself with classics!"

　Finkiho shouted in a somewhat inappropriate manner:

　"Do you think that just because you've read classics, your writing will be of some quality? The setting for the steam-powered giant elephant in your book is a rip-off of 'Yesterday's Sailboat'! It's practically identical! You deny newspaper fiction, so why did you plagiarize it yourself? You're not going to claim you're paying homage again, are you?"

　"Is there a possibility..." Carly's lips curled slightly, "The Steam Elephant is a tribute to the ancient creature ridden by the Rottenth Knights in Markion Potter's 'City of Mist'?"

　"Didn't you say you've read a lot of famous works? How could you not recognize the classic setting in 'City of Mist' and even think it was original to 'Yesterday's Sailing'?"

　"I..."

　Now Finkiho was really choked - he had indeed not read those famous works, and when he saw some of the settings, he subconsciously thought that they were original creations from the fast food literature he read!

　For this reason, he even complained to his friends, "Isn't this the setting of our "Yesterday's Sailing"? You can see it here. Remember to mark it next time."

　"Actually, you won't be discouraged," Carly said, her smile growing wider. "Many people who don't read much tend to mistake classic settings in newspapers and novels for original creations..."

　"I'm not..."

　"But," Carly said, her tone becoming more emphatic, "most rational readers with correct aesthetic standards, when encountering similar settings in two works, will first seek to understand whether this is a classic setting beyond their own knowledge."

　"For example, the concept of the Golden Bough comes from 'The Priestess of the Golden Bough,' written by the ancient Messinian scholar Erasti Griffin. It records the inheritance of the Forest King ritual and the origin of the Golden Bough among the primitive forest tribes of Messina."

　"This setting has been cited in many literary works in later generations, including my book, but in a work called 'Uptown Bus', this concept was used as the core setting."

　"So, many readers of Uptown Bus came and accused me of plagiarizing their work, saying that the author was also a reader of Uptown Bus..."

　"This is a sign of immature aesthetic values—simply taking what one knows as truth and using it to generalize and explain the world. Readers with a correct aesthetic outlook must be constantly seeking knowledge and thinking, like scholars."

　"And you, clearly lack this kind of aesthetic spirit, are keen on categorizing works into different levels—whoever's popular is good, and what you like is the best. That's why your literary attainments are stuck here~"

　"Besides..."

　Carly blinked and gave a playful smile to the gray-faced Finkiho:

　"Since you showed up at my book signing and knew I used the Steam Giant Mammoth setting, then... you're also my reader, right? I guess my book is on your bookshelf, so your previous slander of my work... wasn't that also slandering me?

　Destroy your own aesthetics?

　Once these words were spoken, the outcome of the battle was decided.

　Finkiho stood there like a stone statue, muttering some words like "classic" and "not as good as one".

　But Carly ignored him and patted Aurora's shoulder with a smile:

　"Xiaoshu, is your work meant to compete with this person?"

　"Yes, yes!"

　Aurora felt relieved. She looked at Sister Carly with a smile and felt really happy.

　Damn it, how could my sister run into such a nice person like Sister Carly!

　"What's the name of the piece?" Carly asked.

　Aurora felt a little embarrassed by this question. She hesitated for a moment and whispered:

　"The Stars and the Trees."

　"What a cute name." Carly smiled faintly.

　She rubbed Aurora's head and turned to face the readers who were watching.

　"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not trying to preach or tell you which works are better or worse," she said sincerely. "An aesthete's tendency is always to gravitate towards the works of art he or she loves most. Art is about resonance. Millions of readers can have millions of resonances, and naturally they will like millions of different works."

　"The debate just now was just to share my humble opinion: aesthetics is a very personal matter, but we should never use our own personal aesthetics as an objective yardstick to criticize or judge other people's works."