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

He pondered for a while, then said:

"If you ask others, they'll definitely say no, but by chance, I've heard some...old rumors."

The instructor had actually heard of this? Xing Mo's eyes lit up slightly, and she stood still like a serious student.

Seeing this, Lucius cleared his throat and whispered:

"You should know that since the day astrology was invented, the starry sky every night has been uncertain and fluid, and no two stars have ever appeared in the same position or at the same distance."

"Ancient astrologers used the changing patterns of the stars to interpret the goddess's revelations, and some major natural disasters have indeed been predicted in history."

"After all, stars are...the eyes of the goddess." Xingmo said this uncertainly.

"That's right. So, 'the starry sky at night changes' is common sense here." Lucius nodded.

Then, his tone suddenly became much lower:

"But in some ancient records, the starry sky was not like this before."

"You should know that there are some mysterious primitive tribes north of Messina and Academi. I've visited those tribes before, and on the large stone tablets they carved, I saw a division method called the 'True Starry Sky.'"

"According to them, in an eternity older than the eternal night, the starry sky was not uncertain, but rather fluid, capable of being recorded and mastered."

"They even carved something called constellations on that stone, haha..."

Lucius smiled. Obviously, he did not believe in the ancient myths completely.

"So, they opposed the goddess, believing that the true starry sky had long been obscured, and that the starry sky today was just... Oh, when I asked about this, their priests got so angry that they had those idiots with spears drive me out, so I don't remember much about what happened next..."

Lucius took a sip of tea and looked at Xingmo with a smile:

"You don't believe this, do you?"

"Of course...no." Xing Mo smiled and shook his head.

But in her heart, she felt as if she was approaching something... a possibility... a thread...

She wanted to reach out and grab the string, but she felt the string floating and slipping through her fingers.

After chatting for a while, Xingmo stood up, said goodbye, and left Lucius's office.

......

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Xing Mo came out of Lucius' office. She was not idle and went directly to the workshop in the basement of the academy to design the fireworks string array to be used in the "School Festival".

In the past, Miriam often brought her to the workshop to show her some new inventions, so Xingmo was able to use those machines very smoothly.

In less than half an hour, Xingmo designed the fireworks string formation.

"..."

After finishing, Xingmo didn't delay and went directly to the Student Union Office to submit the design of the string array.

This kind of thing arranged in school is the most troublesome. If the content is wrong, you have to revise it. If the format is wrong, you have to correct it. In short, a very simple version of something may need to be revised three or four times before it is finalized.

So Xingmo planned to send it up earlier, and if it needed to be repaired, it could be completed sooner.

After all, it was arranged by Professor Ling, so she still wanted to maintain her image as a good student as much as possible.

After walking through the corridor and climbing the stairs of the South Tower, Xingmo soon stood in front of the door of the Student Union Office.

Oh, and the current student council president seems to be that guy Noble Sunlight...

That young master has a terrible temper. I wonder if he'll abuse his power to make things difficult for me...

Just thinking about this kind of thing made Xing Mo feel irritated, and that nameless anger seemed to be rising up again.

She suppressed her anger and pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, Xing Mo saw the large round table in front of her and the group of people sitting behind it.

That group of people were all staring at the door, obviously they had been waiting for a long time.

Xingmo:?

The person who came here is not a good person...

Crossing the round table, Xingmo saw Nobo Sunlight sitting solemnly - the young man was wearing his student uniform meticulously, with a stern expression, exuding the aura unique to student leaders.

There was a badge hanging on his chest, and Xingmo recognized it - it was the class leader's badge.

In the past, senior Alice would walk around with this on her head every day. People in the corridor would give way to her and say hello to her weakly when they saw her.

After all, the position of class monitor is still very important to ordinary students. It is no problem for you to write a report or punish each student one by one.

As luck would have it, the current first-year prefect is Noble Sunlight... Damn... Why am I so unlucky...

Xing Mo sighed. It seemed that he could not escape this storm.

Soldiers will come to block it, water will come and earth will cover it.

After preparing herself mentally, Xing Mo stepped forward and handed over the blueprint:

"I'm here to deliver the design for the fireworks for the school festival, um..."

As soon as the words fell, everyone at the round table stood up almost at the same time and bowed to Xing Mo:

"Classmate! Thank you for your hard work!"

Xingmo: (?Д?≡?д?)!?

Where did the school bullying plot go!??

......

10) White Kitten (Part 4) - 4k4 - (2-in-1)

Before Xing Mo could respond, all the students in the student union had stood up and gathered around her, asking her about her well-being:

"Xingsheng, have you eaten?"

“Eat…eat…”

"Classmate, you are so beautiful. Where did you buy your clothes?"

"this..."

"Classmate, you have a great temperament. Do you have any secret to maintaining it?"

"this..."

"Classmate, can you sign an autograph for me?"

"Eh...? Signature?"

Looking at a group of chattering girls and boys, Xingmo suddenly felt dizzy.

What are you doing? Are you all right?

"Um!" Xingmo raised the blueprint in her hand, interrupting the chattering classmates, "I'm here to submit my fireworks design."

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a quiet girl reached out and took her drawings, putting them away without even looking at them.

"Don't you want to take a look?" Xing Mo raised his eyebrows.

"If there is any problem, we will help you fix it. You don't have to worry about anything else." The girl blushed when she looked at Xingmo.

This is strange...what is going on?

According to Xingmo's previous understanding of the student union, most of the people sitting here came in without knowing what they were doing, while a small number of them had clear intentions, such as wanting power or extra credits.

Xingmo had been troubled by the noble young master of the student union before, and thought that Nobo Sunlight was most likely the same person.

But that guy was now sitting at the table, looking at Xingmo silently, with an unreadable expression on his face.

Never mind...time can't afford to be wasted like this.

Xingmo cleared her throat and said to the enthusiastic classmates:

"Um...classmates, I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving now. Thank you all for your hard work."

The voices of displeasure suddenly erupted:

"Xingsheng! You can't leave! You haven't answered our questions yet!"

"I don't have anything to answer..." Xing Mo felt the flames in his chest burst out again.

"Then at least tell us how you became so powerful!"

"I'm not that good." Xing Mo grabbed his chest and shook his head.

"You're lying! You're the 'Dark Priestess'! The bat that walks the finest streets of the academy at night!" someone shouted.

Suddenly, the entire student union fell into silence.

Xing Mo: ???

Is the update so fast? Last time, wasn't the "Dark Priestess" some bloody executioner in an underground arena? How did she become a chivalrous bat?

Bat? Do I look like a bat? Do I have anything in common with a bat?

Xing Mo looked down at herself in a black robe and black skirt, feeling speechless.

This silence dissipated even the nameless anger that had been threatening to erupt since morning.

She sighed and explained to the quiet classmates:

"I don't know where you guys got all these rumors from, but I'm just an ordinary first-year student. I have nothing to do with what you're saying."

"Really ordinary?" The quiet little girl popped up.

"Very ordinary," Xing Mo nodded seriously, "Then, if there is nothing else, I will leave."

After Xing Mo finished speaking, she didn't intend to give them a chance to ask any more questions and just turned and left.

But at this moment, a familiar voice called her:

"Who killed my father, Fry Sunlight..."

Xingmo turned around and saw that Nobo Sunlight had finally stood up, his eyes flashing.

He had long lost his former domineering look. After shouting that sentence, he trembled slightly, as if he was afraid that the girl in front of him would tear him apart.

Xing Mo looked up at the ceiling, then looked down at the floor, and then shook his head:

"I don't know, I don't know."

"Among those present that day was a nun I know! She told me you were there! Fighting the 'Steam Man'..."

Nobo put his hands on the table, looking humble.

"Please...tell me..."

The young master's face was distorted, but his eyes were so dim, as if someone had taken away his light.

Xingmo pursed her lips, walked straight to the round table, and looked calmly at Nuobo opposite her.

This guy knows that "Steam Man" is his father...

The Sanlight family is a family that serves the "Angel of the Burning Sun", but their family's bishop has become an evil spirit and killed so many believers of the goddess.

This must have been a huge blow to him, right? He wasn't a devout believer, but it was his father who died...

Xing Mo took a deep breath and then said earnestly:

"Some things are known to those who know them, and there's no need to explain them to those who don't. Those who understand will understand, and there's no point explaining them to those who don't. It's like when I talk to you, I say something, and if you understand, you understand. If you don't, there's no need for me to continue..."

Xingmo said something similar in a very serious tone, and Nuobo's eyes gradually became confused.

She nodded with satisfaction, then tapped her index finger on the table.

"In short, if you still don't know who killed your father, then keep growing up. You will find out sooner or later."

After saying that, Xingmo turned and walked towards the door of the student union, ready to take the opportunity to escape.

But she suddenly heard a "thump" sound, turned around, and was surprised to find that Nobo was already kneeling on the ground.

"Then please help me become stronger!" Young Master Nobo roared, "I have no talent, no ability, no way to avenge my father!"

"Please! Help me become stronger!"

The students in the entire student union were stunned - how could they see the eldest son of the Sunlight family kneeling on the ground and begging an ordinary student?

It’s not that their level is ordinary, but their status is ordinary. After all, most nobles value their bloodline very much and believe that bloodline gives them privileges.

Kneeling down before civilians is not a decent thing to do.