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

After Aurora's footsteps gradually faded away, Xingmo took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it again:

"The recipe is basically fine. I've slightly corrected a few minor flaws, so you can refer to it. Also, this recipe requires a location with abundant spiritual energy. I suggest going to the 'Haichao Church' in Xicheng District. I'll say hello to the pastor, and you can use the section of cliff in front of the church that's rich in spiritual energy."

This was the letter Lucius delivered early in the morning. Before Xingmo had time to read it, Aurora woke up.

We're going to Xicheng District... Pastor Haichao has always had a bad temper, I wonder if he'll scold me...

Xingmo thought of the old man who was always fierce. He was also a "bell protector", but his temper was not as good as that of Senior Alice and Senior Vivian.

Forget it, the difficult steps have been completed, so why should I be afraid of this little thing next.

Xingmo picked up a small bag, prepared all the materials, changed her shoes, and went out.

Taking a steam rail car, Xingmo arrived at Shitan District in Xicheng District.

As soon as we left the station, a cold wind blew in from the sea, and the entire sky was shrouded in a dull gray tone, like a gray lake before a storm.

Extending inward from the sea horizon is a messy rocky beach. At this time, many fishermen are already fishing on the sea. Scattered on the rocky beach are people who come to the beach to look for crabs and sea fish among the rocks that they did not have time to leave when the tide receded.

After crossing the small hill near the rocky beach, an ancient church appears on the cliff not far away.

That is the "Church of the Tides", or it can be called the "Cathedral of Saint Camarastra" using the original name of the "Pale Angel".

After climbing for more than ten minutes, Xingmo stood in front of the church gate, panting.

I really hate this coastal area in Xicheng District... The roads are not repaired... You have to walk to get to the church, something like...

The cold wind blowing from the sea made Xing Mo's sweaty neck feel cold. She straightened her clothes, reached out and pushed open the door carved with ocean totems, and entered the church.

The interior of the church was shrouded in a faint gray gloom, with no other light source except for the tiny glow coming through the stained glass windows.

What greets you is a light, salty smell like the sea breeze, mixed with a hint of incense, which makes the atmosphere of the church somewhere between majesty and mystery.

Xing Mo found a seat in the last row of the church, closed her eyes, and prayed silently in her heart.

A few minutes later, the sound of slow but powerful footsteps was heard. Xingmo opened her eyes and saw that "Pastor Haichao" was standing beside her.

The old man still had a dignified look on his face, with a storm-like light hidden in his slightly narrowed eyes, which made Xing Mo subconsciously sit up straighter.

"Hello, Reverend Mr.." Xingmo stood up and bowed.

This "Sea Tide Pastor" is also a member of the "Bell Guardians". Xingmo knew him before, but did not know his name.

This was not because Xingmo lacked understanding of her companions, but because of the rules of the "Sea Tide Church".

According to the revelation of the Pale Angel Saint Camarastra, those who serve the gods must cut off all ties with the world, from family, love, friendship, to everything they own - including their names.

In His commandments, all who serve the Pale Angel are part of the ocean, a drop of water among the surging waves.

How can a drop of water have a name?

Therefore, from the first day Xingmo met "Pastor Haichao", she didn't know his name at all.

There were several similar pastors in the "Sea Tide Church." Xing Mo didn't know the exact number. Most of them were cruising between islands in the sea, not returning to land for several years.

——They are resonators of the "wind", "thunder" and "water" string fields, and are born with the power to walk with storms and seas.

"..."

The "Sea Tide Priest" looked at Xingmo gloomily, then extended his hand:

"Lucius greeted me, but as usual, check the potion formula for me."

Xingmo nodded, took out the parchment he carried with him and handed it to the priest.

The pastor flipped it open and took a look, then nodded thoughtfully:

"Lucius intends to fight a large mythical creature? Interesting. This is quite powerful blood magic, capable of bringing down a dragon."

Actually, it's not a dragon... It's just a little loli, but she is a god...

Xing Mo complained inwardly, and nodded at the same time:

"I don't understand either. This is just my fieldwork. I'm only responsible for the deployment."

"Lucius has full authority to give you such a mission. He trusts you greatly," the old priest nodded. "Go to the cliff to set up the crucible. I will pray to the Pale Angel to create an environment rich in spiritual energy."

"Okay, thank you." Xingmo nodded.

Xing Mo was just about to go to the treasury to get the crucible as usual when he heard the old pastor shouting in the distance:

"Lilitz, help her get it."

When Xingmo heard the word Li Liz, she froze.

She slowly turned her head and saw the pink-haired Saint Sister Lilitz standing up from the seat in the front row of the church and looking over here.

When Xingmo and her looked at each other, they were both stunned.

Oops... Looks like I was caught by... someone I know...

Before Xing Mo could figure out how to resolve the embarrassment, something even more heart-stopping happened.

Next to Lilitz, a small gray head popped out.

That's Alia.

Xingmo: (?Д?≡?д?)!?

It's over! It's over! I've been caught by the evil god's followers!

......

"Miss Saint, are you using the crucible to make that... potion?"

“Yes…yes…”

"What potion? I don't quite understand..."

"It's just... cold medicine. Drink it and you won't catch a cold..."

"Can I drink it then? I haven't been to church these past two days, and I've moved to the port area, so it's a bit cold at night..."

"If you're cold, I'll buy you a small heater later. You can't drink this. This is the only remedy for the symptoms..."

On the edge of the cliff, Xingmo placed the crucible on a shelf, waved his wand and played the strings, creating a small fireball under the crucible.

On the side, Alia was constantly stretching her neck, looking here and there, and asking a question from time to time.

Xing Mo kept dealing with her, while at the same time using his brain to think of ways to get her away.

I can't let Arya know that this potion is used to exile her beloved "Tree of Life"... Otherwise, this little girl might stab me with a dagger...

10) White Kitten (Part 8) - 4k - (2-in-1)

When Xingmo was struggling with how to get Alia out of the way, Lilizi came over from the church and patted the little girl on the shoulder:

"Aliya, the girls asked you to go fishing. The old man said it might rain later, so you should take them there early."

"Oh, okay," Arya stood up and looked at the crucible reluctantly. "I also want to see how the cold medicine is made..."

"Let's see next time, let's see next time." Xing Mo waved his hand.

After Alia left, Xingmo looked up at Lilitz beside her and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Um...all the little guys from 'St. Auros Cathedral' ran over here?"

"Most of them, probably. Some went to the docks, but there was no room there."

Li Liz spoke in an ethereal voice, standing beside Xingmo and looking at the crucible.

Seeing that the Saint Sister didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, Xing Mo coughed awkwardly and said:

"Miss Saint Sister, regarding what happened before..."

"Don't worry, I didn't tell the Xinghai Church," Li Liz murmured. "I saw what you did, and it was indeed a good thing."

Xing Mo nodded. She silently took out materials such as laurel, datura, mistletoe, daffodil, etc., put them into the pot, played the water strings to create pure water, and let the original liquid boil.

Then she raised her head, looked at Miss Saint Sister, and said:

"What if the purpose of our doing good things is to pave the way for the bad things we'll do later? What do you think?"

"Do you have any evil plans?" Li Liz smiled.

"Not really," Xing Mo smiled and shook her head, "just discussing..."

Lilitz lowered her head, her soft pink hair framing her pretty face to look gentle and elegant, without any of the fierceness she had when she held a greatsword on the battlefield.

She pondered for a moment, then said:

"If we talk about the heart, there is no perfect person in the world. Everyone has desires. Desires create demons and angels."

"Creating angels?" Xing Mo had never heard of this term.

Li Liz was silent for a moment, then said:

"I was once a member of the Holy Guard of the Machiavelli Empire, Singara. The rank above me is 'Immortal'. I'm sure you know what that is."

"Of course." Xingmo thought of those powerful guards wearing jackal masks.

"Aren't you curious about why I used to be a member of the Guards, but now I've come to the Citadel and become a nun?"

Xing Mo was stunned. She did know that Miss Saint Sister was a powerful soldier in the past, but she had never been curious about why she became a nun.

Li Liz smiled slightly and then continued:

"That year, the Guards received a mission to destroy a group of desert bandits. Their base was very close to the New Garo Oasis and had posed a threat to the trade routes in the desert."

"Singara is located in an oasis in the desert. It is the most prosperous city in the entire Machiavelli Empire, but it is surrounded by desert. Most people live in a world where they cannot even get enough fresh water."

"They can only wait for water to be shipped out of Singara and then use the money they earn from panning for gold in the desert to buy water."

"In this way, the Empire formed an order around Xin Jialuo."

"The desert bandits are the disruptors of order. Almost every day they try to sneak across the desert into the Singara area, robbing caravans, stealing resources and fresh water, and disrupting the flow of water out of Singara."

"Their existence threatens the survival of the Imperial people. Therefore, the moment I received the mission, I led the team there without hesitation."

Lilitz's words formed a series of pictures in Xingmo's eyes. She seemed to see a tall nun dragging a big sword and leading armored soldiers into the desert to find the thieves' stronghold.

"I mercilessly slaughtered all who tried to resist," Lilitz's voice was ethereal. "Their camps were filled with looted supplies, stolen from innocent civilians."

“But when I rushed into the leader’s tent, the scene before me stunned me.”

"A crying baby, an emaciated mother, and the leader of a band of thieves who fell to his knees upon seeing me."

"He cried and said that his tribe had not received any fresh water for months and he had no choice because the children could not survive without water."

"The blood on my hands suddenly became sticky, as if forming an invisible gravitational force, pulling me into the abyss."

"Every Golden Citizen should receive fresh water resources. Where did their share go?"

"The leader told me he didn't know anything. He collapsed to the ground before he could finish his words. Severe dehydration took his life."

"I left with my sword in tow, and fought my way into the Governor's Mansion. I put my sword to the Governor's neck and asked him where the fresh water resources were."

Having said that, Lilitz raised her head and looked towards the other side of the endless sea.

"He said that the merchants concentrated their resources on several well-developed tribes, intending to first cultivate several new forces and have them join the construction of the Golden Road."

"Once good trade routes are built, fresh water can be transported to every household more quickly, which will fundamentally solve the problem of water scarcity."

Li Liz suddenly smiled, but there was no sarcasm or resentment in her smile, only calmness.

"He's right. We don't have enough water. Concentrating resources in one place and prioritizing development is indeed in the long run in the Empire's best interests."

"Their intentions were good, but they did bad things, abandoning most people and saving a few."

"And what about those thieves? They did bad things, but their only goal was to survive."

"Their deaths will eventually allow more people to live a good life, and the empire will eventually have no shortage of fresh water."

Having said that, Li Liz turned to look at Xing Mo, her eyes becoming more and more ethereal:

"But is this price worth it?"

"..."

Xingmo was still immersed in the desert stories told by Liliz, and it took her a while to recover.

She shook her head slowly and said:

"I do not know either."

Yes, even if what Aurora was about to do to the goddess was for a good purpose, if this purpose ultimately required sacrificing some people, was it really worth it?