The Villain Saint is my secondary account

This guy's face actually overlaps with the appearance of the daughter of the former Holy Temple Master Helios in the previous life!

In his previous life, Ye Xiao, as a common soldier in the rebel army, had only seen the other party's static photos on player forums. As for in reality, he had only seen him from afar a few times. Therefore, the dim lighting and the distance between them, coupled with the difference in their makeup, caused him to not recognize him at first glance.

But now that he's gotten closer, Ye Xiao is almost certain that this is indeed Helios's daughter.

But why is it here?

Although Heliosella had only known him for a short time, given his upright character on his deathbed, how could she possibly allow her daughter to wage a war of aggression under the name of the Holy Maiden of Light?

Just as Ye Xiao was wondering, Miss Windsor gently shook her hookah and spoke softly. Her voice was as melodious as a nightingale's, and it stood out clearly amidst the noise of the casino.

"Oh dear, since even our esteemed Lady Tanya has come, we can't let her come all this way for nothing."

She raised her eyebrows with a smile, and the smoke from her breath swirled around the gambling table.

"Generals, I sense there's some unpleasantness between you two? But the final assault on Loren is in three days. We're all on the same side. It's not a good thing to leave these conflicts unresolved at this point, don't you agree?"

Having said that, De Solon could only nod helplessly. After all, he was in the right, and it wasn't worth offending an unpredictable person like Windsor Tyrannosaurus for such a trivial matter.

After obtaining his permission, a group of noblemen told him the whole story.

However, because this incident was a trap set for Pierberg, most of the aristocratic youths were on the opposite side, and they accused Pierberg of "causing trouble" and "disregarding military discipline by engaging in a private duel."

Pierberg couldn't stand it. Although he was outnumbered, this matter was closely related to his future, so he naturally had to argue his case.

The crowd erupted into noise once again.

Although General Doppler did not directly participate in the argument, his eyes were fixed on De Solon, his face grim.

This was originally a minor matter, but that bastard Desoron deliberately escalated it, making the situation complicated.

"Okay, I understand."

Windsor waved her hand casually, her tone nonchalant, seemingly unconcerned about the real reason behind the incident. "In short, it's just that the two of you had a little argument, and then Mr. Pielberg broke military discipline and challenged Mr. Morek to a duel."

The noblemen nodded in agreement, while Pierberg reluctantly acquiesced—though he knew in his heart that it was all the result of the other party's provocation. However, he had indeed proposed the duel, and the glove lying at Morek's feet was irrefutable proof.

"Ugh... This is incredibly boring."

Windsor sighed softly and put the hookah back to her lips. "Why don't you guys just drag this guy named Pierberg out and chop him up?"

"Why!??"

Pierberg stared wide-eyed at Windsor in disbelief. "Wait... Miss Windsor! It was Morek who brought a group of people to humiliate me first! I admit I was wrong, but if it weren't for him..."

"Ugh, this is such a hassle. Let's just kill Morek then."

"Ah!?? Miss Windsor, he deliberately started this trouble first..."

"Tsk."

Upon hearing this, a playful smile appeared on the girl's face, which was framed by purple curly hair. "This won't work, that won't work, you all have your own opinions, it's hard for me to judge."

"How about this, Mr. Pierberg has already challenged you to a duel, so why don't you two just have a duel?"

"However, as I just said, a duel involving swords and spears is not quite suitable for our harmonious dinner tonight,"

Miss Windsor smiled and gently beckoned with her hand, and a wisp of smoke transformed into a palm that brought the dice and dice cup between the two of them from afar.

"Perfect timing, this is where you play dice. Why don't you play a dice game and whoever loses will be dealt with according to military regulations."

"Huh? This is a bit too much..."

Just as Pierberg was about to say that using this to decide his fate was too frivolous, Morek snatched the dice cup away.

"Alright, then we'll do as Miss Windsor says!"

Pierberg turned his head in surprise and saw Morek with a sly smile on his lips.

"Miss Windsor is wise indeed. Since everyone is here to play dice, this is the perfect way to determine the winner."

No, isn't this insane?

Pierberg muttered to himself, "Such an important matter is being decided by luck?"

Furthermore, Windsor Tyron made it clear that whoever loses will be dealt with according to military regulations. Does this guy think he'll only be punished as Spielberg?

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Duel of Agents

"Not bad, you have a good eye."

Windsor smiled, gave Morek an approving look, then lowered her gaze and looked at Pielberg. "What's wrong? Mr. Pielberg, you don't seem very satisfied with my decision?"

"No...Miss Windsor, I just..."

Pierberg looked at General Doppler with a sense of helplessness.

Then the other person simply shook his head with a slightly somber expression.

For now, we can only let Pierberg suffer a bit. If the argument continues and upsets the congresswoman, the consequences will be beyond their control.

Congressman Tyrone's absolute power was already enough to make things happen, and now he has also supported the New Light Saintess Church and the Eastern Expeditionary Legion in the country. Not to mention the two of them who are merely detachment commanders, even the legion commanders of the entire legion are nothing more than soldiers under the enemy.

The fact that Doppler and Desoron held this girl named Windsor in such high regard naturally aroused some of Ye Xiao's ulterior motives.

However, Ye Xiao couldn't quite discern the strength of the saintess Tania. Furthermore, he couldn't estimate the strength of the two gloomy-looking guards beside Windsor Tyron.

You should know that Ye Xiao can usually observe the strength of ordinary extraordinary professions with his rich experience and keen perception, but he can't tell the strength of these three people. Either their professions are very special, or... their strength is at the peak of the extraordinary level or even above.

Neither situation is easy to deal with, especially since "Desert Fox" has never shown his face, and no member of the company has been identified yet—it should be noted that in the past, whenever the company's activities were involved, the company would always send someone to cause trouble.

Therefore, Ye Xiao ultimately gave up his plan to cooperate with Ella to launch a surprise attack to abduct people. After all, if they were really unlucky and two or three Saint-level experts came out, they might not be able to escape unscathed from the encirclement. Even if they used a spatial portal, there was still a risk that they would be sealed off by experts who knew spatial magic with a barrier.

"Alright, if there are no objections, I'll take that as your agreement."

Seeing that Pielberg was still stammering, Windsor impatiently announced the decision.

"Um, wait a moment, Miss Windsor. Since we're playing dice, I'd like to ask someone to come over here."

Unexpectedly, Morek said in a flustered manner.

"what?"

Windsor looked a little impatient, but a servant ran up to her and whispered a few words in her ear, which made her patient again. "Well, that's fine then. It's just that rolling dice is indeed rather boring."

After saying that, she looked at the saintess beside her, "Tanya, I admit defeat to you for what happened before. How about we make another bet?"

"Oh? Does Lady Windsor also wish to roll the dice?"

Tanya said warmly.

"No, I'm not playing dice with you anymore. Your luck is practically cheating."

Windsor scoffed and waved her hand, "I'll bet you who will win between these two."

"I see."

Saintess Tanya raised her hand, elegantly covering her smile. "No wonder Lady Windsor came here specifically; it turns out she wanted to gamble on something different."

"Hey, you figured it out,"

Windsor didn't hide her feelings and replied cheerfully, "It would be so frustrating if I lost another night."

Now everyone could see that this councilwoman was not interested in the outcome of their match at all; she had just lost a dice game with Saint Tania and wanted to find an excuse to win it back.

Pierberg's misfortune happened at this time, becoming the source of amusement for the two girls; he was simply incredibly unlucky.

"Okay, so which side do you want to bet on to win?"

Tanya nodded slightly.

"Hey, you clearly saw through it but you still said it on purpose. At least let me feel a sense of accomplishment when I win."

Windsor sipped his cigarette and took a puff.

"Then I'll choose first?"

Tanya laughed.

"Hehe, that still won't work,"

Windsor gestured with her water pipe towards Morek next to the table, "I'm going to pick him to win."

"Alright, then I'll choose Sir Pierberg."

Tanya glanced at Pierberg indifferently. "Good luck, Mr. Pierberg. I hope you won't let down the guidance that the light has given me."

The two chatted back and forth, seemingly in a relaxed and pleasant conversation.

But Pierberg, who has put his fate on the table as a stake, is far from relaxed.

However, at this moment he did not know what Tanya's casual remark meant, nor did he know that if he lost, what awaited him would be far more than just military punishment.

As they were talking, the people Morek had found came over from the gate.

Ye Xiao glanced at it and was surprised to find that it was also an acquaintance.

Lu Fan, the strongest mage player known as the "Mage Emperor" in his previous life, had a brief collaboration with Li Cheng, Ye Xiao, and others in the Imperial City Player Alliance during the Five Princes' Succession Struggle.

However, this guy looks much more down-and-out than before, with a stubble beard, a weathered face, and an indescribable depth in his eyes.

He was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a simple overcoat. If Ye Xiao hadn't had a good memory, she really wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.

It seems this guy was eventually recruited by the company. I just wonder what he went through after the civil war in the capital to become like this.

Ye Xiao's questions remained unanswered, and as Lu Fan sat down, Pierberg's expression immediately darkened. "Hey, wait a minute, where did this guy come from? How could you bring other people to gamble?"

"Haven't you heard of the rules for proxy duels? You're supposed to be a nobleman of our duchy, yet you didn't even understand the rules before initiating a duel?"

Morek scoffed.

Pierberg's eyes widened as he turned to Windsor, who smiled and shrugged. "Is there a problem?"

"without……"

Pierberg cursed inwardly. There must be a reason why the other party specifically sent someone. He was just being reckless and going to gamble on iron. He was going to get into trouble.

"Hey, you're not scared already, are you, Pierberg?"

Seeing this, Morek grinned and sneered, "Who was it that was shouting for a duel just now? Turned into a coward when it really started?"

Pierberg was furious. He would have been a fool to do something like this if he had known the duel would turn into a dice game.

But now he was in a bind. The other party had clearly gone out of their way to find a master. That guy looked weathered and was no ordinary person, but he didn't have anyone to replace him... Wait a minute?

Pierberg suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something, and turned his gaze to Ye Xiao, who was deep in thought about something else.

Ye Xiao was still thinking about Lu Fan, the company, and the daughter of the Holy Lord when he suddenly noticed an eager gaze. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Pierberg as well.

The two stared at each other, and the air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

"Huh?? Wait a minute, Mr. Pierberg, I wouldn't..."

"Baron Kalon!!!"

Pierberg grabbed Ye Xiao's hand tightly, tears welling in his eyes, "We're brothers, you'll definitely help me, right?!"

Chapter Thirty-Five: Pierberg's Despair

Ye Xiao was truly exasperated. This mess had come full circle, and in the end, it all came back to him.

“Mr. Pierberg, I just got lucky, but this is a matter of great importance to your future…”

"Brother Kalong, it was a lucky guess, I can only rely on you now..."

As the two were arguing privately, Miss Windsor noticed that there was a minor nobleman in the crowd who was not from the Duchy.

"Huh? Who is this person?"

She was quite surprised, but few of her subordinates recognized Baron Caron, and they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

Only one nobleman respectfully reported to her, "This seems to be a friend that Pierberg made in the banquet hall. He helped Pierberg win several rounds of dice games earlier."

"Oh?"

Windsor raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ye Xiao. "Hmm... he looks rather ordinary."

On the other side, Pierberg was desperately pleading with Ye Xiao as his last hope.

Considering his baronial persona required him to do everything he could to curry favor with these ducal nobles, Ye Xiao had no choice but to agree.

Anyway, it's Pierberg who will suffer if they lose, and it has nothing to do with him. Taking this opportunity to find out more about Lu Fan isn't entirely a bad thing.

Ye Xiao agreed to join, and the small betting game quickly began.