The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"This way please, Miss Harvel."

As soon as she entered the church, Ella was led by two young and lovely nuns to the backyard, along a long and bright corridor that led directly to a stone door carved with intricate patterns.

Two nuns held the handrail and pushed open the door. An indoor garden surrounded by flower beds and shrubs bathed in light white mist came into view. A blue brick and stone road extended from the gate, straight through the flowers and connected to a pool surrounded by milky white marble in the depths.

The gurgling blue fountain gushed out from the clay pot held by the child angel statue in the pool, and flowed into the pool surface with dots of light golden light. At first glance, it looked like a flowing blue starry sky.

This is the Holy Spring, a blessing bestowed upon the major temples by Undine, the goddess of the oceans and rivers under the command of the God of Light. According to previous life experience, professionals of the Temple Sequence can receive assistance from the Holy Light elements when meditating in it, greatly increasing the speed of growth and comprehension.

However, this was the only information Ella had. In her previous life, she had never been on good terms with the Templar, and even killed many Templar priests and paladins, so she only knew a little about the Holy Spring.

Just as she was still wondering how the so-called "purification ceremony" would be performed, a little nun quietly walked behind her and untied the knot that tied Ella's black skirt.

"Eh?"

The long skirt slipped down, Ella was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised her hands to protect her chest.

"babble--!!"

"What's wrong, Miss Hyrrel?"

"What are you doing... taking off my clothes all of a sudden!" Ella's face turned red, like a pink apple.

"Ah, didn't the elder inform Miss Haiweier of the procedure in advance?" The little nun scratched her head. "The purification ceremony requires bathing in the holy spring, so naturally you can't wear clothes."

"Well, well, then let me do it myself..." Ella spoke incoherently and fumbled with the buttons of her inner shirt.

"Yes, Miss Hyrrel."

The little nun nodded, then untied her skirt, and took off her white slim dress embroidered with gold, revealing the girl's graceful figure.

"Wow!!!"

Ella covered her face with her hands, her big eyes flickering between her fingers, "What are you doing again!?"

"Ah... let's help Miss Haiweier take a bath?"

The innocent eyes of the two little nuns coupled with their sincere bodies made Ella think she had walked into some paradise by mistake.

This... is this something I can enjoy without paying?!

It is worthy of being a test from the temple. In her previous life, Ella had been struggling to survive in troubled times and had never seen such an exciting scene.

A little nun was holding Ella's arm, and her cascading light golden hair gently swayed on Ella's skin, revealing the beautiful "scenery".

"Ms. Haiweier, your face is so red. We are all girls, why are you so shy?"

"I'm just a little uncomfortable with it..."

"Pfft, it turns out the Saint Lady has such a lovely side."

The other nun couldn't help but chuckle, but then she seemed to have thought of something and looked at Ella with some concern. When she found that Ella didn't seem to blame her for what she said, she relaxed a little.

"Lady Saint, let me help you wipe your body first."

"I'm not a saint yet...ah! I can wipe it myself...ah!!!"

With a "splash", poor Ella slipped into the holy spring, splashing water.

Chapter 8 Alternate

By the time the cleansing ceremony was over, Ella felt her whole brain was dizzy. Not to mention meditation, just suppressing the restless tentacles had consumed all her mind.

The nuns' service was so attentive that no part of Ella's body could escape their clutches.

"Huh..." She sat on the white marble beside the spring, her graceful figure like a dream in the hazy light and shadow.

"How beautiful, Saint Lady."

By the spring, the nun kneeling behind Ella seemed to have stars in her eyes. After an "intimate" contact, she found that the daughter of the Duke did not seem to be as high and mighty as the rumors said.

"You are very beautiful too." In the mist, the blush on Ella's face had not yet completely faded.

"How could that be? We don't have the talent of the Saint Lady." The little nun shook her head and wiped Ella's thin back. "In fact, it is thanks to the Saint Lady that we have the opportunity to bathe in the holy spring together."

"Ah, don't all those who wish to join the temple have to undergo a purification ceremony?"

"Yes, but only high-ranking clergymen will perform the ceremony in the holy spring." Another nun lifted Ella's calf, which was resting on the edge of the pool, and pressed along the slender curve a little bit, as if holding a fine work of art. "For low-ranking clergymen like us, the purification ceremony when we join can be completed in an ordinary bathroom."

"Is this so..."

"Well, we don't have the talent to practice holy light magic," the little nun smiled, "The Holy Spring is just a very comfortable hot spring for us. Lady Saint, don't worry about it. Our mission as lower-level priests is to serve the higher-level priests."

Ella frowned slightly when she heard this, but she still had a smile on her face, "Hey, where did you say that?"

"This is the lecture from the Lord God," the little nun said with an innocent and beautiful smile, "When the God of Light created the world, he classified all living things into nine categories, from the highest to the lowest, from those closest to God to those who have strayed from God."

"We are so lucky that we serve Her Majesty the Saint." Another nun also smiled and said, "She is gentler than we thought."

Looking at the two nuns' happy smiles from the bottom of their hearts, Ella felt a little complicated.

She sighed imperceptibly, then stretched out her hands and gently touched the heads of the two little guys with a sly smile on her face.

"Hehe, do you mean to say that you thought I was vicious before?"

“Ah, no, no, no,” the little nun’s panicked expression was inexplicably endearing, “How dare we…”

"It's just a joke. You can just call me Ella from now on. How should I call you?" Ella tapped the little nun's nose with her finger.

"Lady Saint, I..."

"Ahem?"

"Ai... Lady Ella..."

"You don't need to add 'sir' either."

"But...but I would feel guilty calling you that..."

"Okay, let's do this first and then slowly change it later."

"Okay, Master Ella," the little nun nodded slightly, "My name is Mino, and her name is Nia."

"Mino, Nia," Ella took the hands of the two little nuns, "I don't know how other high-ranking clergy treat their servants, but are you two willing to be my friends?"

"Ah..." The little nun opened her watery eyes wide, as if she was flattered, "I...but I..."

"Oh, I don't want to." Ella showed a slightly sad face, "Well, a notorious rich kid like me..."

"Yes! Of course!" the two little nuns shouted in unison.

"Then...friends should be equal, right?" Ella's expression changed as if turning over a book, and suddenly she showed a wicked smile, "Now that you have finished serving, it's my turn next, right?"

"Hey, we don't need to... Why is Lady Eira laughing so strangely..."

The little nun was caught off guard and was hugged by Ella around the waist. She screamed and fell into the spring with a splash from the shore.

Then there was the sound of chirping birds.

……

On the top floor of the cathedral tower, High Priest Evans sat in the room with a frown on his face, looking thoughtfully at a wooden statue on the table.

The God of Light is different from the other gods under His command. He only has a title that is praised by the world, but no specific name. His image is also a human figure without appearance, difficult to distinguish between male and female, but wearing a long cloth robe.

The same is true of the statue on the table. Similar to the wooden statues sold by the temple to ordinary people, this statue is one and a half palms tall and also has no appearance.

But the slight difference is that this statue has some strange cracks all over its body, especially on the face. A diagonal crack runs through the face without facial features, making the originally sacred image look somewhat hideous and weird.

Moreover, these cracks were not caused by damage to the statue after it was made. Even using backtracking magic, the holy arcanists were unable to detect the records of the creation of these cracks. It was as if this slightly rough wooden statue had these cracks when it was first carved.

This was the item that the Templar Knights brought back from the evil god summoning ceremony that night. It was placed in the center of the dungeon, surrounded by layers of blood sacrifice patterns. There was no doubt that this was the medium used by the dark cultists in the summoning ceremony.

But Dean, the only possible insider, remained silent about the origin of the item, and as for Dean himself, the high priest could not detect any sign of corrupted divine power.

There were still too many doubts surrounding the summoning ceremony. The high priest still didn't even understand whether the evil god really descended into that dark dungeon that night.

Although the naked eye can see a bloody and weird scene at the scene, from the perspective of magical perception, whether it is the wronged souls of the victims, the dark magic power flowing in the blood sacrifice array, or the pollution of reality caused by the usual evil god rituals, they are completely undetectable there.

It was the first time he had seen such a "clean" secret cult ceremony.

But based on his understanding of the "Shepherds of Darkness", this group of people would not do anything meaningless, including the blasphemous statue in their hands, which should not be meaningless.

And there was the daughter of the Haiweier family. From the perspective of the Holy Temple, a chosen one crowned by a six-winged angel was unheard of and must be recruited, but from his personal perspective, he thought that the young lady's performance after the evil god ceremony was a little too... "clean".

Even though she did not often participate in the social circles of the nobles of the Loren Empire, the high priest had heard that the reputation of this daughter of the Duke was actually very average, or even quite bad. She formed cliques in the academy to bully students of poor origins and low status, and she bullied her own servants. She was doted on by her parents, and even her eldest brother did not like this half-sister in the academy. The second prince of the empire, who had been engaged to her, even tore up the engagement.

The Duke's daughter's appearance in the legend was completely different from the polite image he saw with his own eyes.

As he was thinking, there was a slight knock on the door. The high priest heard it and casually drew a straight line in the air with his finger. The door opposite the desk automatically opened slowly to both sides.

"Lord High Priest."

A young girl in a white clerical robe walked in. Under her waist-length golden curly hair, she had a face as beautiful and delicate as a porcelain doll.

"Miss Haiweier has completed the purification ceremony and is ready to practice holy light magic," the high priest waved his hand, and a piece of parchment beside the table floated into the hands of the clergy girl, "I have arranged for you to practice with her in the future. By the way, you can also get to know her better."

"As you wish, Your Excellency High Priest." The girl took the parchment and nodded slightly.

The high priest looked at the girl with her head down, remained silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Will you blame me, Freya?"

"High Priest, I was just a candidate." Freya shook her head and smiled, "The true Chosen One of God has appeared. She should be the Saint."

"Originally, there is no such saying..." The high priest stopped talking halfway, as if he had thought of something, and did not continue.

After a moment, he sighed and said, "You go first."

"Okay, Your Excellency the High Priest." Freya lowered her head and left the room, leaving behind a thin figure.

The high priest returned his gaze to the strange statue on the table and fell into deep thought.

Chapter 9 Practice

In the dressing room, Ella had already changed into the exclusive attire for the clergy of the temple. She looked in the mirror and saw that her girlish demeanor was like a lotus emerging from the water, matched with a pure white dress embroidered with gold thread. Her white-gloved palms were slightly clasped together, which really gave her a sense of holiness.

"You look so beautiful, Lady Ella." Mino looked at Ella in the mirror with stars in his eyes.

"You will look good too." Ella was not stingy with her praise. Besides, the two little nuns were already beautiful. "If the Lord God of Light saw you dressed like this, I might not have a chance to become a saint."

"Thank you, Lady Ella." Nia's face flushed, but the smile on her face showed her happiness. She held Ella's silver hair, divided it into two strands, tied them with a hairband, and tied them with a beautiful bow. "It's done, Lady Ella. We are not qualified to participate in the magic training. We can only see each other at night when we purify ourselves."

"Okay, see you tonight." Ella stroked her hair with her fingertips and nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, "Hey, do we still need to purify ourselves tonight?"

"Yes, we were ordered to clean Lady Ella three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening."

"So often?" Ella said this, but in her heart she wished she could bathe in the holy spring with those soft and sweet girls 24 hours a day, "Then the holy spring would be crowded with people coming to cleanse themselves."

"No, only Lady Ella arranged it this way." Nia smiled, "The same is true for the Holy Spring. In addition to the first purification ceremony, other clergymen also need to make high contributions to the temple if they want to purify themselves in the Holy Spring."

"That's why we said before that it was all thanks to Lady Ella." Mino nodded and responded.

Who would have nothing better to do than to exchange the Temple's contributions for a bath? Ella thought of those players in her previous life who had worked hard for the Temple to earn contributions, and she was speechless.

"Well, Master Ella, the spell training course is about to begin. See you in the evening."

"See you tonight!" Ella waved goodbye to the two little nuns.

……

When Ella slowly arrived at the back door of the monastery, there were almost no empty seats in the huge monastery, and young priests were everywhere coming and going.

The layout of the meditation room is a half-fan-shaped funnel, with a podium at the bottom of the funnel and seats spread out on the slanted fan surface.

Just as she was standing at the door worrying about where to sit, a shout suddenly rang out:

"Wow! Look, it's Lady Seavelle!"

The image of this Duke's daughter with her iconic silver hair and red eyes has spread throughout Valonde, and it is not difficult for the young clergy in the training room to recognize her.

This shout was like a rallying cry. In an instant, the classroom and corridors were crowded with practitioners who came to watch. Most of them were not often exposed to the social circles of the nobility and had not heard of the notoriety of the eldest daughter of the Duke's family. They just came with pure enthusiasm.

, can’t wait to see the true face of this great star in the temple.

"Will Lady Haiweier come to practice with us?" "Wow, Lady Saint is even prettier than the rumors say!" "What beautiful hair!"...

"Ahahaha... hello, hahaha." Ella greeted them one by one with an awkward but polite smile on her face. She was not very good at handling such occasions of being welcomed positively. In her previous life as Ye Xiao, she was mostly welcomed by these temple magicians with things like the Judgment Sword.

Just at this moment, a blonde girl wearing a high-level holy robe walked into the practice room. It was like suddenly pouring ice into boiling water, and the scene became visibly colder.

What happened? It suddenly became so quiet.

Noticing that the atmosphere had inexplicably become a little weird, Ella followed the direction of everyone's gaze and saw the blonde girl who walked into the front door.

The girl had curly hair, a delicate and pretty face and clear green eyes, like a beautiful porcelain doll in a holiday window. She was wearing a long dress that only high-ranking priests wore, which was particularly eye-catching. The complicated golden lines outlined a few white orchid-like patterns along her body, and white ribbons fluttered slightly with her steps on both sides of her waist.