The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"That's it."

"Who told you I could do such a thing?"

"Her Highness Lilia asked me to say hello to you on her behalf."

"Haha, she even knows this."

"Your Highness's wisdom is unmatched."

"But why should I help you?" The old voice gradually became weaker.

"I thought that you buried your fingers in the wall before you died just to wait for this moment." Ye Xiao smiled, "Or maybe you actually identify more with the empire under Prince Ken's rule?"

"presumptuous!"

"Now I am the only one who can be so rude to you." Ye Xiao was relentless. "I thought your ambitions were bigger than this, trading with the Ancient Gods, playing games with the Holy Temple... Is being backstabbed by your adopted son something you are willing to accept?"

"No need to provoke a dead man, young man. You are right. I have no choice but to believe you... Who do you want me to dream to?"

"Ella Harvel."

"Saint of Light?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Stop your cheap flattery... Well... I can't send a dream to a dead person."

"I don't want to dream about Ella Harvel now. I want to dream about her before she died."

"Heh, how could it be possible to send a dream to someone before death...wait...your blood, are you a miracle magician?"

Ye Xiao smiled but said nothing.

“Hahaha…hahahaha…” An old and weak laugh echoed in the darkness, “…God ​​will not let me, Loren!”

"But... I understand that the blood of a miracle magician can be used as a material that transcends time, but... how can you establish a spiritual connection with the Holy Maiden of Light? I cannot help you connect a soul without a medium."

"Oh, Your Majesty, please don't worry about that. There is no need to establish contact."

"Hmm? Why?"

"Because she is my trumpet."

……

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The night after returning from feeding Dean in the prison tower.

Ella had a long dream.

When she woke up in her bedroom bed, she couldn't help but feel confused.

...That's strange, can evil gods also have nightmares?

The silver-haired girl was a little confused. She stroked her forehead and pushed back her messy hair, her eyes slightly opened in the haze.

The room was dark and the curtains were closed, but a faint morning light was already shining through the gaps onto the floor.

The occasional sound of birds chirping could be heard from outside the window. Everything was so peaceful and tranquil.

It seemed to be still early, and Mino and Nia were not waiting by the bed, which meant that preparations for the morning service had not yet begun.

She recalled the strange dream she had just had, like the picture on an old TV with bad signal. In the torn vision and snowflakes, Ye Xiao was saying something with a bruised face.

Haha, I don’t know why I felt funny when I saw how miserable I was.

Ella chuckled.

But the problem is that Ye Xiao is also himself, and he is still digging the grave of the miracle magician in the Screaming Mountains. Although they are two bodies, they are the same soul. What is going on with the other "Ye Xiao" in the dream who can't empathize?

Ella did not suspect that this was a dream forged by someone else or some supernatural being, because she remembered clearly what the other person said:

"On the Day of Judgment...Ken Bettis will be killed!..."

Ella felt that there could be no one else who could speak in such a simple and rough way without any riddles.

Although Ella thought she was very polite to others, she was always impolite in her heart. She couldn't start by greeting herself with "Dear Saint" when facing the mirror. That was somewhat unreasonable.

But maybe this dream was just a subconscious response after thinking too much about some bad things day and night. If she had any doubts, she could only put them aside for the time being. Ella had too many things to think about now.

Although she said she was thinking, the lazy Saint just shrank back into bed and closed her eyes again.

Chapter 35: The Secret Royal Family

Ella received a reply early in the morning for the coat of arms she had sent to the royal family.

Next to the breakfast brought in by Mino, who was wearing a black and white nun's uniform, there was a letter with a lion postmark on it.

"Dear Saint Lady"

"Thank you for your generosity and mercy. My servant will be waiting for you outside the church before sunset."

"If you are concerned, you can travel with the guards, but please do not bring too many people with you."

"Please forgive my tedious request. Regardless of the outcome of the treatment, I will pay my highest respects to the Saint."

"May the great God of Light bless you, Saint Lady."

Still quibbling over words, Ella raised an eyebrow and put the letter away.

At the same time, Nia carefully scooped a spoonful of milk with a silver spoon and tremblingly fed it into Ella's slightly open mouth.

"Master Ella, will it be hot?"

"It's okay... um, actually I can do it myself."

"That won't work, Lady Ella. This is my job," Nia said seriously.

……

The not-so-long day was seldom free of trouble.

The sun set over the spire of the Gothic tower of the temple, and the relief of the sun, symbolizing light, looked down at the imperial city as usual.

After the afternoon training session, Ella could only emit a little pitiful holy light.

This gave her a headache, but there was nothing she could do.

"Lady Haiweier, the next batch of contribution tasks will be arranged tomorrow. Can we team up together?" Chloe, who had a red pigtail, came close to Ella and said excitedly but a little nervously.

"Contribution mission?" Ella was not unaware of this, but she did not expect that members of the Temple would also have to do it. In her previous life, she always believed that it was a means for the Temple to exploit the labor of players.

Seeing some confusion in Ella's beautiful eyes, Chloe explained, "After the clergy complete their initial training, they will be assigned some contribution tasks that need to be completed in teams according to their duties every period of time to accumulate contribution points. This is basically our main job before being assigned to a specific temple or the main position of the church."

"But Miss Chloe, I'm still not very proficient in the Holy Light spells..." Ella embarrassedly lifted the hair by her ear. She was probably the only Chosen One of the God of Light in history who didn't understand how to use the Holy Light spells.

"Um...it's okay, Lady Haiweier." Chloe held Ella's arm, "These tasks don't necessarily require the use of holy light spells. It's fine as long as you can complete them."

"Is that so... Then I should be able to give it a try." Ella said uncertainly.

"So you agree to form a team? Great, Lady Hywel, I love you so much." Chloe hugged Ella, who was half a head shorter than her.

“Hey hey hey…” The petite silver-haired girl’s face suddenly turned red.

……

After parting with Chloe, Ella told Mino and Nia, who were waiting for her outside the palace, that she would be going out at sunset, and declined the request for the Templar Knights' escort.

She thought about it and decided to go alone to an unknown royal family for treatment. She might need to use evil magic, or she might not. But no matter what, she would definitely not be able to do anything under the watchful eyes of the Templar.

As for safety, this is the imperial city after all, and we will probably be going to the palace soon, so public security should not be a big problem.

Besides, Ella’s combat capability was not low, so there was no need to be too afraid.

Ella arrived outside the brown-red inner wall gate and saw a carriage waiting there with low-key decoration but luxurious materials.

The girl in the burgundy maid dress next to the dark black carriage saw Ella in a pure white cloak and immediately came over to her.

"Lady Saint, thank you for your mercy. Please come this way."

Holding the hand of the maid, I stepped into the carriage. There were two rows of azure velvet seats in the compartment, which were soft and comfortable to sit on. The material of the carriage walls was also the finest red oak.

But it is a bit strange that most members of the royal family have a style of pretending to be low-key but actually being showy. For example, the second prince's classical robe with buttons inlaid with black diamonds is not dazzling but also shows luxury.

Normally, if there is no sign outside the carriage, there should be a place inside to hang their proud lion head family emblem, just like the toilet signs in shopping malls, they have to find a place to hang it.

But Ella glanced around and didn't see the familiar logo.

"Lady Saint, please wait a moment."

As the little maid finished her words, the carriage slowly moved along the black stone road, passed the musical fountain sculpture at the intersection, and entered the street composed of brown and white Romanian-style houses.

The direction the carriage was heading did not seem to be towards the palace.

Ella calmly watched the street scene passing by the window, but she was confused in her heart.

"Lady Saint, what would you like to drink?" came the soft voice of the little maid.

"Black tea is fine." In fact, Ella missed Coke a little.

"Can I use marigold and lemon?"

"Can you add some iris from Morningstar Ridge?"

"It's no problem, Lady Saint." The little maid skillfully used a small spoon to scoop a few petals from a small bag beside her and sprinkled them into the teapot that was being slowly heated by the rune stone.

The fragrant aroma filled the carriage. Ella took the teacup handed to her by the maid and took a sip.

Although the irises of Morningstar Ridge are often bathed in the glory of the Holy City, they have a unique bitter taste. After being alone in her previous life, Ella quite liked this taste.

But at that time she had little money to buy this kind of tea. At most, she could occasionally find a small bag from the body of a killed temple priest.

The carriage moved forward and finally stopped slowly at a manor in Dongcheng District.

The manor was large, but the east side of the imperial city was not as wealthy as the west side. The western-style houses in the manor did not have the royal crest hanging on them. The trees and flower beds in the courtyard were well-maintained, but there were no servants, so it was a little deserted.

If it weren't for the fact that the lion postmark on the envelope was forged and cost the life of the person, Ella would have thought she had come to the impoverished hometown of some fallen noble.

Logically, even the manors of the royal side branches often have guests visiting and servants wandering around in the courtyard.

"Please come this way, Lady Saint." A butler with a white beard walked out of the courtyard. Although he looked old, his steady steps and long breathing made Ella keenly aware of clues.

Sword master?

In the field of magic, Ella is still an apprentice, but in the field of swordsman, Ella has a keen eye and can see the butler's level at a glance.

I followed the other person's steady but light footsteps into the western-style house, pushed open the door, and a slightly cold breeze blew towards me in the dim room.

"I hope the Saint Lady doesn't mind. The Master's illness makes her uncomfortable with too much light."

"It's okay. The great God of Light will not abandon his people who are afraid of the light." Ella has begun to have some qualities of a charlatan.

Go up the stairs in the center of the lobby to a room on the second floor. The old butler knocked on the door gently:

"Master, the Saint Lady has arrived."

Chapter 36: Flame at the Fingertips

The door slowly opened, and the faint scent of violets filled the dim room.

Perhaps considering Ella's arrival, the dark blue curtains in the room were opened a little, and the sunlight passed through the gap, outlining a thin spot of light on the red and blue wool carpet.

A young girl sat in a wheelchair, leaning against the windowsill, her long, thick, black hair falling to her waist like a flowing night sky.

A Klein blue Lolita hat with tulle slightly covered her forehead, but you could still see that half of the girl's face was wrapped in a bandage. The other half of her flawless white face was slightly flushed, as gentle as jade, and in her thin and slightly haggard eyes, amethyst-like pupils were shining.

Black hair and purple eyes?

Ella's eyes locked with the girl's, but she felt slightly confused.

Most members of the royal family have standard blonde hair and blue eyes. This is the first time she has seen someone with black hair.

"My mother has the bloodline of Dongyang Continent, and I am mixed-blood." As if she saw the doubt in Ella's eyes, the black-haired girl smiled and spoke in a cold and slightly weak voice, "Hello, Saint Lady, my name is Lilia Betis, you can just call me Lilia."

"Hello, Lady Lilia." Ella responded politely.

Lilia was a little thin, wearing a loose lace burgundy dress with a lake blue short shawl wrapped around her upper body. If she hadn't spoken, Ella might have thought she was a life-size doll.

Behind Ella, the maid bowed to the girl in the wheelchair, slowly walked out of the room, and gently closed the door.

"Thank you for visiting, Saint Lady. Please forgive me for not being able to come out to greet you in person due to my physical condition." The black-haired girl extended her hand to a soft chair opposite her. "Saint Lady, please sit here. Winnie has prepared some refreshments and will serve them to you in a while."