The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Although there are other channels for customers who can afford expensive statues, and it is not the responsibility of a small fry like him, it is not easy to meet a hidden big customer. It would be a good thing if he could make a fortune through this generous customer.

However, he still couldn't understand why this servant bought so many statues...

"Besides myself, I also want to buy such statues for some of my good friends and family members. Moreover, I have many houses, each with so many rooms, and it may not be possible to take care of them all if I only put one statue. In consideration of your introduction to the channel for me, this gold coin can be regarded as my respect to you..." Ye Xiao said, and stuffed another gold coin into the black-robed man's hand.

The man in black robe looked at the gold coins that were gradually filling up his palm and thought to himself, why the hell does that matter? If you have the money, you’d be a fool not to make it.

Ye Xiao hugged the black-robed charlatan, whispering to him while stuffing gold coins into his hands. He used money to transform all the doubts of the black-robed man into trust.

There was no other way. Ye Xiao didn't know how to cast a charm spell, so he could only use some external objects to achieve a similar effect.

The man in black robe covered his bulging pockets and took Ye Xiao out of the lobby and went up a staircase until they reached a private room.

The decoration of the boxes here is more luxurious than that of the lower floors. There is even a complex security array built along the door frame with mithril and gray gold. There are also servants standing at the door, ready to respond to the people in the box and provide services at any time.

The charlatan nodded to the servant at the door and took out a scroll. The servant took the scroll and held it against the magic circle beside the door. A burst of blue fluorescence flowed along the lines of the magic circle. With a slight sound, the door slowly opened to the side.

In the room, a figure in a dark blue aristocratic dress was sitting on a goose down sofa with her back to the two of them, watching the fighters fighting outside the viewing stand. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head slightly.

A man in a white suit stood quietly beside her. Both of them wore white masks with intricate patterns. The edges of the masks were decorated with thick dark black gauze that draped all the way to the shoulders. Ye Xiao couldn't even tell the other's hairstyle or color. They looked like two costumed puppets completely shrouded in gorgeous outer garments.

The unique attire of these two people reminded Ye Xiao of a notorious players' association in his previous life.

It is an association rather than a "guild" because they are not an openly organized system. Their members are actually scattered in different guild groups. Only when they act as members of an association will they change into such flashy but difficult to identify disguised clothing.

On both sides of the room stood two men wearing cloaks and hoods covering their faces, like the black-robed charlatans. The moment Ye Xiao walked into the door, they stood up at the same time, walked up to him and surrounded him.

"Who told you to bring outsiders in?" This time it was the man in black robe in the room who spoke, his voice was still hoarse and low, and he obviously used the same spell to change the tone, but the tone was obviously higher in status.

Chapter 22 Simple Test

"This is a big client, Mr. Priest." The black-robed charlatan said tremblingly, "He has a lot of gold coins and wants to ask for a gold-cast apostle statue."

Chains formed by black fog suddenly rose from the ground and wrapped around the black-robed charlatan who was leading Ye Xiao, pressing him to the ground like a heavy shackle.

"Tuta, you don't think you can usurp my authority in front of the adults by using such a petty trick?" Obviously, the magician in the box was not satisfied with the actions of his subordinate named Tuta.

It turned out to be a sorcerer.

After seeing this spell filled with dark energy, Ye Xiao immediately realized the opponent's rank.

This is a sorcerer who specializes in signing contracts with some high-level beings and using their granted abilities to cast contract spells. Because the objects of their contracts are often chaotic races such as demons and undead, they are called sorcerers.

But in fact, when Ye Xiao saw them worshipping the devil statue, he probably had already guessed it.

"Master Priest...you misunderstood. How could I dare to think so...he is a real big client..." Tuta, the elder brother who led Ye Xiao, was strangled by the black mist that rose to his chest, and he let out intermittent gasps.

At the same time, a tinkling sound came from the magician's bulging pocket, and several gold coins rolled to the floor.

"Oh, it seems to be true." With a chuckle, a bandaged hand stretched out from the cloak of the leading black-robed man. The gold coins rolling on the ground were controlled by an invisible force and floated into the air. "How ironic! The believers who worship greed cannot resist the temptation of greed."

However, even as he said this, the black fog that bound Tuta like shackles returned to the ground. Even so, Tuta still did not dare to get up, but just continued to maintain his respectful attitude by crawling on the ground.

"So, what exactly do you want to talk to us about? This... 'rich' gentleman?" The black-robed leader then looked at Ye Xiao who was surrounded on the side. From his sarcastic tone, it was easy to tell that he disdained Ye Xiao's statement that he "only wanted to buy the statue."

Ye Xiao's gaze passed over the aggressive man in black robe and looked at the two gorgeously dressed "puppets" behind him who had ignored this side from beginning to end.

The black-robed leader seemed to be leading the conversation, but the two nobles who were like background figures were actually the ones in charge.

"I advise you not to have any extra thoughts." The man in black robe also saw Ye Xiao's thoughts and stopped in front of Ye Xiao one step ahead.

Looking at the dark figure like the abyss, Ye Xiao said helplessly, "Brother, you'd better save your energy. You can't stop me."

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, then became angry: "Are you looking for death?!"

The bandaged palm, with a dark green flame, grabbed towards Ye Xiao's heart.

"That's enough." A young and tender voice interrupted the black-robed leader's attack.

As if the pause button had been pressed, the palm that was five centimeters away from piercing Ye Xiao's chest stopped immediately.

But the black-robed magician did not feel any excitement about killing the enemy. Instead, he was covered in cold sweat, because at the moment he made the move, a knife was already against his throat when he was unconscious.

Unlike the palm that was five centimeters away, the tip of the knife was already in close contact with the skin on his throat. Ye Xiao only needed to push it lightly to send him to hell.

Ye Xiao put the knife he took out from the space ring back into the scabbard that he also took out from the space ring, and shrugged, "Why bother."

Even though Ye Xiao retracted the knife, the black-robed magician's hands, trembling with anger, did not dare to take another step forward. He extinguished the green fire in his hands, clenched his fists and stood aside in silence.

The man in the white suit turned around, with his hands behind his back. His eyes under the exquisite mask seemed to be sizing up Ye Xiao: "Tell me what you want, swordsman."

Ye Xiao looked at the back of the masked noble girl sitting on the sofa, but said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a slightly awkward silence.

"I'm asking why you're here...?" The originally plain and childish voice was emphasized this time.

"Oh, oh, it's you who's talking. Sorry." Ye Xiao scratched his head. "Sorry, your voice... Hehe, I thought it was the one on the sofa who said it. I was wondering why she was talking without turning around."

"If you continue to try to irritate me with such tricks," the man in the suit's childish voice did not quite match his tall and thin figure, "I promise you will regret it."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Ye Xiao admitted his mistake sincerely, "Then when will the judge turn around? My singing is a bit bad, don't force me."

"You don't seem to understand what I'm saying?"

"Hey, you seem to understand what I said?" Ye Xiao smiled. The other party could understand Blue Star's jokes, so it seemed that he was not a native of another world.

The other party was obviously unwilling to reveal his identity as he was dressed like this, but Ye Xiao tricked him into revealing his identity as a player before he could even say a few words.

It can be basically confirmed that this group of people is the prototype of the player association in the previous life.

The next second, the air fell into strange silence again.

Only this time, a cold and murderous aura was brewing.

The man in the suit was visibly stunned for a moment, then seemed to suddenly realize something and waved his hand.

As his identity as a player was exposed, he immediately decided to silence Ye Xiao.

The four black-robed magicians simultaneously revealed their bandaged arms, and dark energy immediately brewed between their hands clasped together at their chests. The box was immediately filled with destructive power.

However, two cold rays had already swept across their throats before the four people were charging spells in their hands.

"With just one sentence, he revealed the player's identity, allowing the four magicians and swordsmen to get close to him. Facing the swordsmen who were already close, he held back his damaging spells instead of using control first."

The level of players in the early days of the Great Crossing... was really too low.

Ye Xiao didn't say the last sentence, after all, this sentence contained some unnecessary information.

He sighed, and at the same time, the four black-robed magicians surrounding him also fell to the ground.

Excluding Mr. Tuta who was still trembling on the ground, the threat posed by three skilled warlocks and one master warlock to Ye Xiao was really low.

A squishy hero is a squishy hero. If Ye Xiao keeps a distance and tries to kite him, it might be a bit of a headache, but in order to show his momentum, he just runs to his face - to be honest, the moment the black-robed leader came in and cast the black fog spell to expose his strength, he almost couldn't hold back his player instinct and started to chop him directly.

There's nothing more satisfying than using an AOE skill on a group of squishy monsters.

For swordsmen, such an experience is especially precious.

The masked man in a suit was still trying to remain calm, but his trembling legs told it all.

Considering the level of the players who have only traveled through time for more than a week, there are still very few who can be Ye Xiao's opponent.

"Spare his life. I need someone who can run errands for me among you visitors from another world."

A calm yet pleasant voice like a deep pool in a valley sounded. This time, the noble girl sitting on the sofa finally spoke.

"Not bad, it seems my performance is worth a turn." Ye Xiao jumped lightly across the pool of blood on the ground, "It's no problem to spare his life, but are you sure you don't need me to spare your life as well?"

"If you kill me, there will be no purpose for you to come here." The girl tilted her head slightly, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Ye Xiao seemed to be more curious than fearful.

"You're right, and I never try to fight a fight I can't win." Ye Xiao said, and sheathed his sword.

The four black-robed magicians directly exposed their strength, and the masked man exposed his identity as a player, so he could quickly make a judgment on the difference in combat power.

But the person in front of him had a calm tone and was the most hidden person, so he couldn't tell the truth for the time being. Since he didn't know whether he could win the fight, he could only talk about it.

Chapter 23: The Witch of Original Sin

The girl seemed to smile, but it was just Ye Xiao's guess. After all, he couldn't see the other person's expression under the mask.

The girl turned her head back and gently patted the empty seat on the sofa next to her, "Sit down and talk."

Ye Xiao didn't hesitate to walk over and sit down on the sofa.

I have to say that the view from this observation deck is really good, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire arena.

Almost all the challengers on the ring had been slaughtered by the Manticore, leaving only the big guy "Lonely Thompson" and a pair of twins still wandering around the monster covered in blood.

However, those three people seemed to be at the end of their strength, and they would probably soon become one of the broken limbs on the ground.

The scene in the surrounding audience seats was even more lively. The wealthy businessmen and petty nobles, who were usually well-dressed and elegantly spoken, were all red-faced and roaring at the stage, with ferocious expressions and dancing.

"Are you sitting on the platform just to watch these?" Ye Xiao retracted his gaze and looked at the girl beside him.

"Don't you think it's... beautiful?" As he listened closer, the girl's voice, like a deep pool in a valley, became more and more pleasing to the ear, like an invisible whirlpool sucking the listener's mind bit by bit, "Throw away the hypocritical cloak, and be greedy without disguising it."

But what attracted Ye Xiao's attention more than the sound was the silver ring on the girl's silk lace gloves.

On it was a miniature double-headed eagle. Although small, it was very delicately portrayed, with distinct outlines of each feather and two pairs of lifelike vertical pupils that seemed to be able to see through a person's soul.

Ye Xiao memorized this uniquely shaped ring in his mind. Perhaps he would have to rely on Freya's profound religious knowledge to answer the question later.

"Then I am rather vulgar and cannot appreciate it."

"It's okay. Just like you like the statues of my apostles, not everyone's hobbies can resonate with each other."

Ye Xiao didn't expect to be criticized for the trash talk he had said before.

But he was keen to notice the additional information in this sentence: "...your apostle?"

The girl shook her finger casually, and a blood-red hexagram appeared on the floor. An evil and gloomy aura immediately filled the air.

Black mist appeared out of nowhere and rose from the magic circle on the floor, as if opening the door to the abyss. An arm as strong as a bear's claw rose up and grabbed the edge of the magic circle.

What came out with the hand was a short and thin figure. The dark red skin and the ferocious horns on the forehead already revealed the identity of the person being summoned.

The strange-looking demon walked out of the swirling black fog and knelt down respectfully towards the girl on the sofa.

"Since you like it, let it follow you." The girl waved her hand, and the orange-yellow pupils of the demon kneeling on the ground rolled around in the dark sclera, locking his eyes on Ye Xiao.

Now it was Ye Xiao's turn to lose his composure.

Although he already had some basic knowledge of magic, he realized that the magic circle did not look like a contract spell.

The ability to order demons around like this is definitely not something a sorcerer can do—it's probably not even something that belongs to the human category.

"Ha, I appreciate your kindness." However, the experienced Ye Xiao still managed to remain calm. After all, the other party did not seem to have any intention of killing him. "But the one who can move looks a little unexpectedly disgusting, so forget it."

Of course, if the other side really wants to kill, then don't blame Ye Xiao for performing deus ex machina. They are all in the imperial city, and it will only take Ella a few steps to get over.

"That's a shame, what do you want?"

"Abbott Phil, I just want to know where this gentleman has gone." Ye Xiao reported the owner of the poor house in the settlement where the devil statue was first searched.

"Well, it's a strange name. I'm afraid the person who knows him has fallen on the ground over there." The girl waved her hand.

"Sir, I...I know..."

Just then, a trembling voice interrupted their conversation.

It turned out to be the black-robed magician Tuta who had been lying on the ground motionless out of fear. He raised his head tentatively and looked at the two people who were talking on the sofa.

Ah, so this guy already knew it... Ye Xiao was a little speechless, but it was not a wasted effort to follow the clues and find that there was a big fish hidden here. It was just a subtle feeling that he only found out after defeating the final boss that he could know where the princess was by asking the NPC who led the way at the beginning.

The girl turned her head slightly and nodded.

"My Lord, the one he was asking about was the winner of the beast fighting arena last week," Tuta swallowed his saliva, "Abbot Fell was injected with a potion from the Institute of Craftsmanship and defeated the Black Mountain Bear, the monster defending the arena last week. I'm afraid he was taken away by them."

"Oh, what a coincidence." The girl nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience outside the observation deck erupted into thunderous cheers and applause.

But on the stage, the mighty and ferocious scorpion-tailed lion actually let out a terrible wail, and a big guy stretched out his sharp claws with his right arm that was shining with metallic light, and pierced deeply into the right chest of the huge monster.

The pools of human blood on the ground finally merged into the smelly blood of the monster. As if unwilling to be killed by tiny humans, the scorpion-tailed lion stared with its eyes wide open and slowly fell to the ground.

The big guy Thompson pulled out his bloody claws, raised his arms with blood all over his body, and roared at the restless audience.

"Then this person is the winner of this week?" Ye Xiao looked at Thompson on the stage and rubbed his chin.

This guy won, and it seems he remembered his words.

But it also shows that this big guy does have a certain amount of talent. After all, knowing the opponent's weaknesses is one thing, but successfully executing them is another.