The Villain Saint is my secondary account

She had not seen many evil gods so far, so she could not make a definite conclusion. However, thinking about the Full Moon Cult's pursuit of Cynthia in Liangqiu Village, other gods might also have ways to seize divine power?

But Ella at least understood why the Blasphemous Saint in the previous life was so fierce. It was probably because she had eroded a lot of divine power.

Speaking of which...could it be because that guy was too powerful and killed all the other messy gods, so I didn’t see these weird things in the previous life like in this life?

When I think about it this way, it seems to make some sense. That guy couldn't be just - kill kill kill, the Full Moon Cult of the God of Beasts, or the Black Hand of the Empire of the Sun and Flame God, kill kill kill. All the visible and invisible ones were killed by her, so in that life I only saw that guy as an evil god.

Now that I don't kill people indiscriminately, all kinds of monsters and demons will emerge.

If you think about it carefully, it seems possible.

Ella was speechless. It seemed that there would be no peace in the world without the blasphemous goddess.

There were some subtle noises, and Lilia tried to sit up from the chair, but she had no strength.

Ella had no choice but to help her up, otherwise the posture would be really unsightly.

"Thank God..."

Lilia's eyes seemed to be moist and emitting a faint glow. She held Ella's hand and seemed to want to say something, but her mouth opened and eventually turned into low sobs.

Listening to the faint sobs in the quiet night, Ella sighed.

No matter how adventurous and crazy her previous performance was, she was still a poor girl after all.

Abandoned by the royal family because of his bloodline, tortured day and night because of God's grace, and now it seems that he is being hunted by an assassin of unknown origin. In order to cure his illness, he gambles his life to negotiate with the evil god...

Alas, Ella stroked the girl's head with some pity. Such a smart and brave girl, with such a special identity, but she had never heard of her name in the previous life. Maybe she was harmed by the evil god in that life.

Fortunately, she made the right bet in this life. I hope she can live the life she wants in this life.

"My Lord God..." The black-haired girl raised her head from Ella's chest like a kitten, tears in her eyes, looking pitiful everywhere.

"What's wrong?" Ella smiled gently.

"It's getting late, can we sleep together later?"

"Ah! Lord God, why are you hitting my head..."

……

After changing her clothes, Ella boarded the carriage back to the temple overnight.

It’s not that she was intentionally avoiding anything, but Ella needed to report this matter to the temple.

Because according to Lilia's speculation, the meat puppet was probably some kind of product influenced by a god.

As the future spokesperson of the Holy Temple, Ella must consider these matters from the Holy Temple's perspective and report them in a timely manner. On the other hand, with the Holy Temple's capabilities, it would be impossible for her to hide the matter.

Of course, another reason was that if she didn't hurry back, the temple might send someone to look for her.

How can anyone stay in this temple if the Holy Lady of Light does not return home at night?

Lilia told Ella not to worry about the follow-up matters, she would handle it, and she would also organize the information related to the meat puppet and send it to Ella later.

However, Lilia reminded Ella that there seemed to be the shadow of an evil god in the royal family today, which was probably the reason why she was assassinated.

For more specific information, we will have to wait for the integrated results that Lilia will send over later.

However, this information alone made Ella feel a little scared. Since there was the shadow of the evil god in the royal family, would the gods also be involved in the royal succession struggle?

If this means that the entire battle for the throne is not just a simple change of the throne of the human empire, but a game of more behind-the-scenes forces...

The more I thought about it, the more I had a bad feeling.

……

Freya was still a little surprised when she heard the high priest informing her late at night to go out to investigate an attack.

Logically speaking, unless it is some extremely special event, ordinary clergy of middle or lower ranks can do the tedious task of investigating missions. High-level holy arcanists like her usually wait until the mission is fully investigated and confirmed that she is needed before she gets involved.

When Freya and a group of Templar Knights arrived at their destination in the East City District, she found that the Imperial Guards had arrived first and blocked the manor.

"Oh, my lord of the temple, why are you here?" Ralph, the leader of the guard, was shocked when he saw this group of clergy suddenly emerging from the street.

He had received news that a small-scale attack seemed to have occurred here, so he hurried over to see what was going on. However, when he entered the manor, he was almost scared to death by the corpses and pools of blood on the ground.

Now he saw people being sent from the temple, and the girl leading them was wearing such high-end patterns on their clothes. This matter was probably no longer something that a small leader like him could handle.

But... Ralph was sweating. He had ordered people to seal off the manor and sent people to contact their superiors but had not received a response yet. Should he delay the people from the temple at this time?

Although the Holy Temple is stationed in the imperial city, the two sides do not get along completely harmoniously, and there are games of power and interests everywhere.

For example, in the current case, Ralph didn't know whether he should let the people from the temple intervene before receiving instructions from his superiors.

"I received news that there are signs of dark cult activities here." Freya frowned slightly and looked at the leader of the guards who deliberately stood in front of her horse. "The Holy Temple will intervene in this investigation."

"This... Lord Priest, this is a case that happened in the imperial city after all. I haven't received any news from my superiors. Why don't you wait here for a while." Ralph's voice was trembling. Oh my God, why are there so many Templar Knights here?

"Waiting for what?" Freya wondered.

After all, she had been promoted to a high-level priesthood and had never been involved in such "low-level" matters, so Freya did not understand what the little leader in front of her meant and why he seemed to be stopping her.

Chapter 42 Freya's Investigation

Ralph was sweating profusely and didn't know what excuse to think of for a moment, so he just stood in front of the horse and waited until he saw the younger brother he sent out to report finally ran back.

"What did the commander say?" Ralph was relieved.

The soldier looked at the people in the temple, then looked at his captain, and approached Ralph with a pained look on his face, "Boss, the commander said... stop the people in the temple from entering..."

"Huh?" Ralph's eyes widened when he heard this. He was just a captain of a guard team, and he was going to stop the people of the temple with his head? ?

But no matter how difficult it was, he had to listen to his direct superior. Ralph could only turn his head stiffly and look at Freya who was already getting impatient, trying to organize his words, "This, this, this... Lords of the Holy Temple, the investigation of this matter is in the imperial city after all. If we don't apply for formalities with the municipal government in advance, it will be difficult for us to handle it..."

What procedures?

Freya looked at the timid man in front of her, too lazy to reply, and simply dismounted and walked towards the courtyard.

"Hey, sir, you can't..."

Freya raised her hand slightly, and the Templar Knights behind her immediately drew their swords and said, "Get out of the way, or I will think you are planning to protect the Dark Cultists."

Looking at the knife tips pointing at his nose, Ralph walked aside with interest and let the Templar Knight beside Freya push open the gate of the courtyard.

These guys in the Temple are really unreasonable, Ralph complained in his heart, come on, he has done his best anyway, why would he risk his life for a monthly salary of eight silver coins.

The courtyard was pitch black. Freya waved the staff in her hand lightly, and several balls of golden light floated around, directly illuminating the entire courtyard.

There were many trampled marks on the lawn, with new and old marks piled up in a mess, and it was unclear whether they were stepped on by the guards or someone else. However, there were several not particularly obvious marks extending to the walls and several broken windows, which were probably not left by the guards.

In the lobby at the entrance of the mansion, more than a dozen strangely shaped corpses were lying on the ground, and a pool of blood spread from the inner staircase to the main door.

A young girl in a wheelchair and an elderly man with a gray beard and wearing a tuxedo were being questioned by the guards in the corner.

"So after you and Lady Saint were attacked, you fled to this room downstairs?"

Lady Saint?

Freya's ears caught the word sharply. Was it Ella Seavel? What was she doing here?

"Yes... yes, it was thanks to Mr. Winster's swordsmanship that we held off these attackers," Lilia said timidly. Although she was talking to the guard in front of her, her eyes had already noticed the Templars coming in from the door.

The guard who was asking questions realized it belatedly and turned around to find another group of people coming in. "Um, sirs, our guard team has taken over here..."

Freya walked up without saying a word, snatched the scroll the guard was using to record, and held it in her hands to look at it.

The guard subconsciously wanted to take it back, but was forced back by two shining blades.

"The Holy Lady of Light accepted the request of the owner of the mansion and came here... The two were suddenly attacked in the bedroom... They hid in the room downstairs... Winster defeated the attacker..." Freya roughly read the information above, turned around and asked Lilia, "When exactly were you attacked?"

"Mr. Guard... who is this..." Lilia did not answer, but looked at the guard who was held by the Templar Knights with a confused look on her face.

"Oh, these should be the adults in the temple." The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Just answer their questions."

"Oh, okay." Lilia nodded obediently, "But I don't remember the exact time, probably in the evening."

This is the same as saying nothing... Freya was a little speechless, "Where is the Holy Lady of Light? Isn't she with you?"

"She rushed back to the temple and said she would report the incident to the temple." Lilia was a little surprised. "Hey, the guard said that you were from the temple. I thought the Saint sent you here."

"Sent" by the Saint... For some reason, Freya felt a little angry for no reason when she heard this.

"Yes." But Freya did not explain further. In front of outsiders, the temple still had to show harmony and unity. "Do you know these people who attacked you?"

Having said that, looking at the corpses with their internal organs and metal parts mixed together, Freya felt that these things might no longer be called human beings.

"No... I don't know... I didn't really dare to look at them..." Lilia shrank towards the old butler beside her.

"Lady Freya, although it is fading, there are indeed traces of evil contamination." A Templar Knight half-crouched beside a corpse, and black spots like mold appeared on a crystal ball in his hand.

"This kind of mechanical parts doesn't seem like a product of bridging alchemical technology, but more like a transformation and growth from the body." Freya waved her staff, and a light blue light carried a piece of meat with only half metal characteristics into the air.

One could even clearly see the boundary between metal and flesh on the piece of meat, which was jagged like canine teeth, as if those parts that glowed like dark steel were gradually eroding the flesh.

"Put it in a sealing box and send it directly to the sealing room on the third floor of the tower." As if she was still worried that it was not safe enough, Freya chanted another spell, summoning a magic circle composed of layers of golden runes to wrap the piece of meat, and then controlled the piece of meat to float into a silver box held in the hands of another Templar.

Then, she commanded the Templars around her to disperse and control the people in the mansion. Although the pollution was detected to be receding, there was still no guarantee that the pollution would not spread in some incomprehensible way. They had to be extremely careful when it came to matters involving the gods.

They had to first set up a magic barrier to seal off the surroundings, and after checking and searching for necessary clues, they had to carry out a purification ceremony. Even though Dongcheng District was not as prosperous as Xicheng District, it was still an urban area after all. Once the pollution spread, it could be a disaster.

But this behavior made the guards somewhat dissatisfied. "You can't do this, masters of the temple. We didn't deliberately stop you from breaking in, but isn't it a bit too much to just drive us away?"

"Drive them away?" Freya snorted. "Templar Knights, detain all the people at the scene. It is clear that there is contamination from the power of the evil god. Everyone present must be taken back for spiritual testing."

At the command, the guards and Lilia in the wheelchair were immediately surrounded by the Knights Templar.

Ralph, who had just entered the room, saw this scene and sweat broke out on his forehead. He turned around and wanted to leave. However, a long templar knife was put to his neck from behind, which made him give up the idea immediately.

"This... this is too unreasonable..." Ralph had a mournful look on his face, but the fighting power of his guard team could not be compared with the people in the temple. He had to submit even if he didn't want to, otherwise others would find a reason to say that he was corrupted by the evil god and tried to escape, and then chop him up, and he would have nowhere to complain.

At this moment, a loud shout came from outside the door, "Those who broke through the blockade and wanted to detain me, those who don't know would think I was not in the Loren Imperial Capital but in the Holy City."

As the words fell, a man with short brown curly hair wearing a navy blue military uniform and leather boots pushed the door open and walked in. Behind him, several soldiers with equipment far more advanced than that of the guard team followed him in, holding long spears.

"Hey, I was wondering which Lord in the Holy Temple was so domineering. Isn't this the future Saint Lady?" The man paused and said, "Oh, sorry, Lady Freya, I almost forgot that you are no longer a Saint Lady."

Chapter 43 Chloe's Dream

Such obvious provocative words naturally made the surrounding Templar Knights frown and move forward with their hands on the hilts of their swords.

"Oh my, oh my, Lady Freya, if you are dissatisfied, don't vent your anger on me." Facing the pressure from the Templar Knight, the unshaven man looked indifferent, "It's not me who stole your position as a saint."

The girl's face was calm under her long golden curly hair. She did not show any emotion at this obvious provocation. "Commander, the evil god's pollution is very dangerous. As a temple, we must be responsible for the safety of the citizens and handle it strictly."

The man who came was Isaac Eugene, the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards. He was in charge of the entire Valonde guard.

"We are responsible for the safety of the citizens, so please don't worry about it." Commander Eugene walked straight to the side of the girl in the wheelchair, with an intriguing smile on his face, "Your Highness, Second Princess, long time no see."

Lilia pursed her lips slightly, holding a book half the size of her body in her hands and shrinking back like a kitten. Next to her, the butler Winster took a small step forward and stood between the two of them.

"Hey, don't be so nervous." Eugene raised his hands and walked back to the center of the hall. "How about this, Lady Freya, you investigate yours and we investigate ours. We won't interfere with each other, okay?"

Faced with the guards who could almost surround the entire mansion, Freya was helpless. If she forcibly took the guards away and a conflict occurred, the situation would be difficult to resolve, so she had to acquiesce.

Captain Ralph, who seemed to have been released from prison, hurriedly walked to Commander Eugene and said flatteringly, "Thank you, sir. Thanks to you, sir..."

Before he could finish his words, he received a loud slap on the face.

"Waste." Eugene took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and turned away.

……

Time came to the second day.

The elders of the temple only asked simple questions about what happened to Ella last night. It was so simple that Ella began to suspect what the higher-ups of the temple suspected her of.

However, in order to prevent Ella from being in danger again, the high priest forced her to be escorted by a Templar Knight.

This gave Ella a headache. Rather than being a guard, it was more like surveillance.

This tin-can-like guy is more than a head and a half taller than Ella. He is dressed in a silver helmet and silver armor from head to toe, with a sheathed greatsword of the temple on his back. He doesn't speak, but has been following her closely ever since she and Pastor Chloe accepted the mission and left the temple.

If I didn't know, I would have thought Ella was a summoner, with an alchemical puppet following her.

"Lord Haiweier, what do you think of this?" In a shop, the pastor girl excitedly picked up a hairpin on the shelf and tried it on her long brown curly hair.

"Good, very beautiful." Ella praised without hesitation. Because her appearance of silver hair and red eyes was somewhat eye-catching, she wore a white hooded short cape when she came to the street this time. The wide brim of the hat made it possible for passers-by to see at most her slightly exposed side face and the ends of her silver hair.

Originally, before the Holy Maiden of Light officially took office, only the temple and some nobles would know the relevant information. However, Ella's coronation as the Chosen One was in public and the scene was so exaggerated. In addition, she inherited a beautiful face from her mother. Therefore, even though she had not yet taken office, her image was already known to everyone, from the dukes of Valond to the fishermen of Storm Harbor.

Of course, her past bad reputation seemed to have spread quietly.

"Ah, Lady Haiweier thinks it looks beautiful, so I'll buy it." Chloe happily took out two silver coins and put the hairpin in her pocket.