The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Ella nodded, lifted her skirt and sat on the soft chair. Although she was a member of the royal family, her first impression of this girl was quite good. A polite and gentle beautiful girl always makes people want to protect her.

"Lady Lilia, thank you for your hospitality. May the great God of Light bless you." Ella crossed her fingers in a prayerful gesture, her pious face like a holy flower in the darkness. "If there is anything I can do to help you, I will do my best to help you."

"You can just call me Lilia, Saint Lady. I am just a mortal bound by illness." Lilia placed her hand on the cherry wood table. Her slender arm was wrapped in bandages, with only the tips of her five fingers exposed. "As you can see, I have been plagued by a strange disease since I was a child. My skin will burn involuntarily. I can only suppress it by wrapping most of my body with bandages to avoid contact with light."

Will the skin burn when exposed to light?

In her previous life, she encountered creatures with this problem called vampires. Ella complained in her heart, but she still had a conscience to think about the problem of this strange disease.

Vampires will get burned when exposed to the sun. That's their racial nature, not a disease. And it doesn't seem to be as serious as this one makes it look. But ordinary diseases shouldn't have such strange manifestations and cause direct physical changes in the body.

This is a bit strange, and this is a member of the imperial royal family. In her previous life, she had never heard of such a person in the royal family.

"Miss Lilia...if you don't mind, can you let me take a look?" Ella also put her hand on the table, motioning to touch Lilia's bandaged little hand.

"Please go ahead, Lady Saint." Lilia nodded.

Ella took off her gloves and gently held the delicate, boneless hand, even though her own hand was also small.

A subtle and familiar sensation rested on the bandage. Ella frowned slightly and rubbed her thumb along the other's knuckles until it touched the exposed fingertips.

The moment my fingertips touched, I felt an indescribable feeling. Although my skin felt cold, there seemed to be a surge of heat beneath my skin.

As if feeling the stimulation from the outside world, the heat seemed to seep out of her fingertips. Ella quickly raised her thumb and broke the wonderful touch.

"Ms. Lilia, when exactly did you develop this disease?"

"According to my mother, it was the fifth day after I was born." Lilia showed a haggard smile, "My skin was like burning straw paper with sparks. If it weren't for my butler Mr. Winster's timely help, I might have died that day."

"I'm so sorry, Miss Lilia. I admire your strength."

"It's okay, Lady Saint. I have persisted until now anyway." After saying this, Lilia coughed lightly, and her hand slightly retracted, and her fingertips accidentally touched Ella's palm.

Like a match striking red phosphorus, a dazzling golden flame suddenly lit up in mid-air.

"Ah" Lilia cried softly, and Ella, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed the gloves on the table and immediately covered the fingertips that were emitting sparks.

A wisp of green smoke dissipated, and Ella gently loosened her hand. Lilia's originally white fingertips were actually a little burnt.

This disease is too weird. Can it really be caused by just touching it?

"Lady Saint, are you okay?" Lilia wanted to check Ella's palm anxiously, but she held her outstretched hand in mid-air and dared not touch it. Suddenly, she saw a bloody mark on Ella's originally white palm, which was shocking, like a hideous crack on a perfect work of art. "Lady Saint, I'm very sorry. I'll ask Winnie to bring the ointment..."

"Don't worry." Ella waved her hands as if nothing had happened. She wasn't some delicate daughter of a noble family, and she wouldn't even blink at such a minor injury. As for the scar, she would find a place where no one could see it and cast a little evil magic on it, and it would heal naturally.

"This... How can I do this?" Lilia felt a little guilty. She pressed the bell beside her and called out to the door, "Winnie, quick, ointment for the burns!"

"It's really no big deal." Compared to the injury on her hand, Ella was actually more concerned about the strange flame that had just appeared.

The flame did not have a light red tail like ordinary fire, but was golden like the halo of the sun.

She had seen such fire in her previous life. It was the fire summoned by the arcanists of the Holy Temple under the Holy Temple of Light.

His name is Sunfire Mage, and he belongs to the Sunfire Temple which worships Osmond, the god of the sun and fire.

How come this girl has the Holy Flame of the Sun Flame God?

Ella felt more and more strange. It seemed that the mystery hidden in this strange disease was greater than she had imagined...

In this world, when you encounter something that is strange beyond your imagination, it is best not to continue to explore it with curiosity, but to avoid it as soon as possible.

This is the truth of life that all players agree on, and those who don't agree on it are basically dead.

Chapter 37: Sun Flame Blood Clan

The Winnie that Lilia mentioned turned out to be the little maid.

At this moment, the other party was bandaging Ella's burned palm. Perhaps because such things happened frequently at home, the little maid was very skilled in applying medicine and bandaging.

Just as she had thought in her heart before, she would remain vigilant in matters involving gods. More importantly, in this matter, exposing the evil god's ability to attempt treatment did not seem to have any high-value rewards at the moment.

Saving a royal descendant who was in a state of decline and was likely to be suppressed by the current royal family might not bring any benefits, but the potential risks of displaying the evil god's magic were great. Ella couldn't even guarantee that her "healing holy light" tentacles would not be crushed by the holy flames running rampant in this guy's body. If she failed to save him and make him a believer, or worse, killed him directly because of the conflict of divine power, then things would be very troublesome.

Ella is not a bad person, but she is not a good person who will help everyone she sees. The person in question is sick but not dying. If she doesn't help him, he will die or something. And to some extent, he is a noble after all, and his life is better than those beggars and poor people living on the streets. If she really has too much compassion, she should save those people.

The risk and benefit are not balanced, and there is no moral bias. "Beautiful girl" can slightly increase the emotional tendency, but it cannot be the decisive factor. Therefore, Ella thought about it and finally decided to express that she could not help Lilia's strange disease. "Miss Lilia, although I am not very good at using the Holy Light spell, please forgive me. Your disease is not something that I can cure."

Hearing this, the haggard girl did not express indignation, but just said softly, "You are too modest, Saint Lady. If you, as the chosen one of the God of Light, only know the basics of Holy Light magic, I believe that most of the temples would not have anyone who dares to say that they understand Holy Light magic. But... can you please just treat it as a way to put an end to my obsession and tell me why Saint Lady thinks my illness cannot be cured."

How should I put it? I think it is not appropriate to just say that this outfit of yours might be the work of the Sunfire God.

Ella thought for a moment without making any noise, then said, "Miss Lilia, the disease you have is not an ordinary disease. It contains traces of other powers, and it cannot be simply removed by using holy light spells."

"Thank you, Winnie. Go out and help me close the door." Lilia nodded to the little maid who put down the snacks after bandaging the wound. She waited until she left the room before continuing to say to Ella, "Saint Lady, do you want to say that the Holy Light spell cannot expel the remaining divine power in me?"

Ella's eyebrows jumped slightly, she picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip elegantly, "Miss Lilia is really knowledgeable."

"I can't go out, so I usually have to read at home to kill time, so I know a little bit." Lilia looked at the teacup in Ella's hand, "The Book of Osmond says that the golden flame is the power of the god who controls the sun and fire."

"Then Miss Lilia must understand my concerns." Ella smiled bitterly, "Although I am fortunate to be chosen by God, I dare not disobey the will of the true God."

"You can rest assured about this, Saint Lady." Lilia moved the bandage wrapped around her right hand. "This is not a curse from the gods, but a blessing."

"Blessing...?"

Lilia said nothing, but slowly untied the bandage on the back of her hand, revealing skin covered with burn marks and a golden pattern.

The pattern burned like flames the moment it met the air, and white smoke floated up. But in order to let Ella see clearly, Lilia endured the pain and did not wrap the bandage back on.

It was a sun similar to the symbol of the God of Light, except that instead of an eye in the middle, the symbol of the God of Light consisted of two flames with tails connected end to end.

"I saw it, Miss Lilia, put the bandage back on quickly." In order to prevent the girl in front of her from suffering too much pain, Ella took a look and quickly put the bandage that Lilia had removed back on.

She held the thin hand with both hands, and the subtle feeling came again. With this unique feeling, Ella was more certain about what she had just seen.

Just like the thing on the back of his hand, it was a stigmata.

This Lilia Betis is actually the chosen one of Sunfire.

If we tell the people from the Sunfire Temple, they will come immediately to take this girl to be their saint.

"I understand...but..." Ella frowned slightly, "Why would you, as God's chosen one, be burned by the corresponding divine power?"

"You don't know, Saint." Lilia Betis showed a helpless smile on her thin face, "To be honest, my mother is a descendant of the blood clan."

"...Ah?" Ella was stunned.

But the black-haired girl opened her mouth slightly. Even though the light was dim, Ella could still see two small fangs on her upper jaw.

Although ordinary people also have canine teeth, if you look closely, Lilia's two are obviously sharper than those of ordinary people.

Holy shit, it’s really a vampire! ?

Or a vampire blessed by the sun god? ? This is too abstract!

Ella was stunned. This was just as outrageous as the evil god blessed by the God of Light.

Wait...it seems that this is indeed the case, and the vampires blessed by the sun are not impossible to accept.

"This... Miss Lilia, forgive me for being frank, this is beyond my imagination." Ella admitted that she was really shocked. "With the blessing of the Sunfire God's Chosen and the physique of the vampires... you can actually live until now... it's a miracle."

Lilia closed her mouth and smiled weakly. Even though half of her face was wrapped in bandages and only one deep purple pupil was exposed, it still couldn't hide her pitiful and moving appearance. "So... Saint Lady, although it may be a bit offensive to say this...but, I actually want to know how you balance the conflicting forces in your body."

Ella paused for a moment, then suddenly realized what the other party was referring to. She opened her eyes slightly in surprise and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, Miss Lilia."

"Lady Saint..." Lilia took back her bandaged hands and placed them in front of her. "I have been as honest as possible. In fact, you should also know that when I dared to report my identity as a vampire to you who stood on the side of the Holy Temple, some things were already confirmed."

She was right. The attitude of the Holy Temple towards the vampires was the same as that towards the dark believers. They would be killed directly without any room for maneuver.

As the Saint of Light and the spokesperson of the Holy Temple, Ella had the courage to reveal her identity as a vampire in person, which meant that she had reason to take the risk.

The reason could be some information or some kind of trump card. Lilia didn't say it clearly, and Ella couldn't guess it yet.

but……

The peaceful and friendly atmosphere just now suddenly became a little cold. Ella narrowed her eyes slightly, and her deep red pupils looked weird in the darkness. "Miss Lilia... aren't you afraid that I will kill you right now?"

Chapter 38: Conspiracy (Seeking follow-up reading)

"Of course I know. This is also a risk." Facing Ella's threat, Lilia's tone was neither hurried nor slow. "Saint Lady... No, Old God, I am prepared."

Ella looked at Lilia. She actually realized that the girl in front of her was not as fearless as she appeared. Her slightly trembling shoulders and the shaking throat revealed her inner feelings.

She shook her head and returned to her original dignified image. "I'm sorry, Miss Lilia, even so, I won't take unnecessary risks."

"Even if I have come into contact with the truth of the matter, Lady Saint is still unwilling to take the risk?"

As Lilia said, when she told Ella that there was a power in her body that was contrary to the Holy Light, Ella actually only had two choices left -

One, show that power to help her; two, show that power to silence her.

Otherwise, Lilia's existence would be an unstable factor beyond Ella's control, and a bomb that could detonate her identity problems at any time.

I have to say, the people in the royal family are more troublesome than each other... The black-haired girl in front of him spoke frankly at the beginning, pointing out that they were both vampires who were not tolerated by the "mainstream" in order to build closer relations and play the emotional card. Then she stated that her illness was caused by the conflict with the Chosen One of Sunfire in order to demonstrate her own value and to show that the cure would not involve any risks. Finally, she pointed out Ella's identity and forced Ella to choose between silencing and treatment.

Of course, she may have also privately investigated Ella's whereabouts to help her assess whether Ella would be inclined to kill or save people when making that final decision.

With just a few simple sentences, he made clear the risks, benefits and choices. This little guy had planned this conspiracy against Ella from the very beginning.

but……

"But... Your Highness Lilia, if you were a member of the royal family, I might be forced to make a choice based on these considerations." Ella took a sip of her tea calmly. "Unfortunately, you are not... In fact, your guesses about my true identity or abilities are just baseless speculations, right? Without evidence, and without an identity that can support you in pushing public opinion, even if you can guess something, the threat to me is minimal."

"I can't hide it from you, Saint Lady." Lilia smiled bitterly, "Even my identity was exposed."

The problem lies here. The most crucial part is that there is not enough evidence to support it. If, as Lilia said, she is ready to face any situation, then she should directly put the evidence that can prove Ella's true identity on the table, and even say "If you don't help me or kill me, someone will hand this evidence to the Holy Church", so as to achieve the best coercion effect.

But since she has even put her own life on the gambling table as a chip, but is still reluctant to play her cards, it can only mean that the cards in her hand are not as big as imagined.

Ella stood up and bowed slightly. "The old man who showed me the way at the beginning was not someone that an ordinary member of the royal family could hire as a butler. He was a master swordsman. Plus, you showed courage and intelligence just now. If you hadn't been suppressed, there's no reason why you wouldn't have become famous in the aristocratic circle. And considering your mother's bloodline and your illness, I can roughly guess your current identity and situation."

Humph, if you want to cheat me, you are still too young.

Ella, who has been able to live two lives, is naturally not so easy to be manipulated by the little girl, even though this little girl is unexpectedly scheming and cunning.

"Lady Saint, if you are willing to help me solve my problems, I am willing to dedicate everything to you... Is this not possible?" Lilia looked a little depressed, her thin and frail body lying helplessly in the wheelchair.

"Your Highness, it's not that I don't want to help you," Ella said helplessly, "It's just that I'm not completely sure I can help you. If the treatment fails and something happens to you, the result will be worse than it is now."

"I am ready to face the risks, Lady Saint."

"But I didn't do it well." Ella shook her head and apologized, "You are very smart and brave, Your Highness, but I cannot take the risk of treatment failure. I hope you can find a better way."

What a joke! If the evil god's power and the Sun-Holy Flame accidentally cause a conflict and kill this girl, I would become the sinner who assassinated a member of the royal family.

Even though I am a saint, Lilia asked her subordinates to help testify that I had nothing to do with her death. However, being in the same room with her on that day, I was bound to get into trouble.

More importantly, there is no need to take this risk. Ye Xiao is almost digging up the tribute from the miracle magician, and there are ways to improve his strength there, so why should he take this risk with this identity?

“Lady Saint…” Lilia’s watery eyes seemed to be about to shed tears as she begged, “I have really made all the preparations.”

"No matter how well you try, Princess Lilia, I can't help you." Ella refused mercilessly. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly noticed something strange around the curtains out of the corner of her eye.

She looked carefully and saw that the light from outside vaguely revealed the outline of a figure on the wide curtain next to the seat where they were talking.

The girl with black hair and purple eyes was sitting below the figure and smiling at Ella.

With a "hiss", the curtains were cut open by a sharp blade, revealing the night sky and the bright moonlight instantly filled the room.

At the same time, the back of the soft chair where Lilia was sitting was also split open.

The moment she noticed something was wrong, Ella rushed forward and pulled the black-haired girl off the chair, and at the critical moment she dodged the sharp blade aimed at her neck.

Half of the curtains slid down, revealing a figure wrapped in a black robe half-kneeling on the windowsill with a dagger in his hand.

"See, you will still save me, my Lady Saint." The attacked Lilia lay in Ella's arms and smiled.

"Where did this assassin come from? Where is your butler?" Ella was shocked.

"I sent Mr. Winster out after you came in. Otherwise, how could we attract assassins?" Lilia leaned slightly to the side and laid her head on Ella's chest. "Now you don't have to worry about the failure of the treatment, Saint Lady. I've called a scapegoat for you."

"Huh...? Are you crazy, little girl!?"

Ella had planned everything, but she didn't expect this guy to directly lead an assassin over.

This is true. Even if Ella's treatment fails, the blame can be put on the assassin, and she, Ella, can still escape unscathed as a victim in the incident.

But the question is, does this girl want to die?

"Aren't you afraid that the assassin will kill both of us!?" Ella pressed Lilia's restless head with her left hand and leaned her body against the wall behind her.

"It's okay, I believe you." Lilia clasped her hands together and prayed, "I saw it, you will save me, God."