The Villain Saint is my secondary account

They were all a bit disheveled from falling from a great height, but they were not someone a group of bandits from the mountains could mess with.

“Our Miss Windsor has a bodyguard of extraordinary rank by her side. Do you know that he alone could wipe out a bunch of you stupid fools who don’t know what’s good for them?”

But just as he was shouting like that, a deafening roar rang out from above them.

The nobles looked up and saw a huge figure flapping its wings, which could almost cover the sky, slowly descending.

"A... a giant dragon...?"

The nobles' faces turned pale instantly. They could hardly believe their eyes that they had actually seen a dragon, a creature that could be described as a mythical being, in the mountains and plains of the duchy.

Its deep red scales reflected a cold light, its amber pupils exuded a terrifying majesty, and with just a gentle flap of its wings, the immense wind pressure sent its personal guards, who had formed a defensive formation, tumbling about.

These are genuine dragons! Aren't they supposed to live in Molten Core? Why are they here?!

No one could answer the questions in the hearts of these nobles, and then a panicked scream brought them even worse news.

"let me go!"

A girl with long, dark purple hair, her body wrapped tightly in a thick curtain like a rice dumpling, was dragged out of the airship's cabin door.

The disheveled girl was Miss Windsor, and the one who dragged her out of the cabin like a caterpillar was a knight guard who had been waiting by her side.

He was a young knight with a cold gaze and glasses. He silently carried Miss Windsor, who was wrapped in a curtain, as if he were carrying a kettle with a head. Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he walked straight out of the pit.

"What are you all standing there for?! Stop him right now?!"

Miss Windsor looked at her other group of guards who were still standing there dumbfounded, and while muttering to herself, she let out an angry howl.

But immediately the guard knight drew his sword from his waist and pressed it against her fair neck.

"Alas!"

Upon touching the cold blade, Miss Windsor immediately shrank back, a sense of fear welling up inside her.

But her inner pride prevented her from giving in so easily. After a moment of hesitation, she roared again, her voice trembling with barely concealed anger, "You...you...you know what you're doing! Variant!!? I'm your master!..."

"Snapped"

A crisp slap landed on the young lady's delicate face. The cold-faced knight narrowed his eyes, muttered "Shut up," and then dragged her straight through the crowd.

"that……"

Beside the nobleman who had just been shouting, a man asked in a trembling voice.

"The extraordinary bodyguard you mentioned earlier... could this be him...?"

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Duchy's Rebels

The dragon flapped its wings and descended from the sky, its enormous head landing in front of Miss Windsor, exhaling two streams of hot breath.

The girl still bore the bright red five-finger mark on her face, tears welling in her eyes. She stared at the terrifying beast, her small mouth trembling and tightly shut, afraid to utter another sound.

"No need to look, I can't possibly arrest the wrong person."

Valiant, originally Miss Windsor's personal guard knight, pushed through the crowd, leaving only the young lady he was supposed to serve in front of the bandit leader, saying, "Take these nobles with you too. Don't delay too long; the duchy's reinforcements will be here soon."

"Variant! How dare you commit such a shameless act of betraying your family!?"

From the crowd, a royal guard knight of the Tyron family shouted angrily.

Despite the overwhelming pressure of the dragon making it difficult for everyone to breathe, these loyal guards still did not choose to submit.

However, Variant merely glanced at them coldly, then turned back to the burly man on horseback and said, "These people need not be kept. They are not nobles and have no value."

"Variant, you beast...!!"

Before the royal guard could finish speaking, a scorching dragon breath swept over them, easily piercing the barrier in front of the knights and instantly burning them to ashes.

The crowd screamed in terror, while the burly man leading the brown horse raised a hand, his rough voice echoing in the night air.

"I have little patience. Anyone who continues to resist will be killed without mercy."

In the blink of an eye, the skilled knights of the Tyron family were reduced to ashes. The dragon's powerful aura caused some nobles with weak willpower to immediately collapse to the ground in fear.

Although there were some young officers who had returned from serving in the western frontier, most of them were just there to earn military merit, and very few had even left Strømsgodset.

Those who actually faced the barrage of artillery fire and the towering black Titan on the battlefield of Sandbar Fortress are mostly still engaged in a protracted war with the Loren Empire in the desert of the Kingdom of Doom.

Therefore, although they may have the strength to improve their magic or sword skills by relying on family resources, their mentality is completely unable to cope with such a large-scale scene with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Ye Xiao's old acquaintance, Pierberg, was one such example. Seeing that the situation was not good, this guy was the first to raise his hands.

"We should either surrender first, friends, it's more important to survive."

"The enemy is too powerful, there's nothing we can do about it."

Varian sneered, and with someone setting an example, the already weak morale of the passengers began to crumble on the spot.

Seeing the menacing riders pressing forward, some ordinary guards tried to pick up their weapons and struggle, but were instantly crushed into mincemeat by the giant dragon's claw.

Most of the remaining nobles lacked the courage to fight to the death, allowing the other side to tie their hands with rope and push them out of the crowd like prisoners with their heads pressed down.

"Search the airship again; there should still be a Saintess Tanya inside. She's not among the crowd."

Valiant then ordered, "If they move quickly, the border guards will probably find this place soon."

The masked men nodded in agreement and then began to crawl into the damaged cabin of the airship.

Variant watched his men search the airship, but no one noticed that on the upper level of the wreckage, behind a hidden porthole, a tall, thin man was pinning a slender blonde girl against the wall.

These two were Ye Xiao and Saintess Tanya. Of course, they weren't planning to do anything strange in this time of crisis. Ye Xiao was simply trying to restrain the agitated Tanya and prevent her from rushing out to get herself killed.

"Let me go right now! You damn spy!!"

Tanya, her head pressed into the ground, forced a loud, angry shout.

She recognized the man at a glance as the guardian knight of the witch Havilé from the Battle of Sandbar Fortress. After all, since that day, his face had been etched into her mind like a nightmare.

"I don't care if you want to die, but you mustn't reveal my location before you get there."

Ye Xiao was speechless. He was also completely disoriented after the airship crashed. You have to understand that he was in the head cabin at the time, and the airship also made an emergency landing by landing on its nose.

Miss Windsor had a protective amulet on her, so she wasn't seriously injured when she fell. He was different; if he hadn't been so physically tough, he probably would have been crushed to death.

The assassin maid, Fiss, who was in the same room, was also lucky; she and Ye Xiao were buried under the cabinet, but she was knocked unconscious.

When Variant came in to arrest Miss Windsor, he didn't notice that there were two people buried in the corner of the chaotic room, which allowed Ye Xiao to drag the maid out after regaining consciousness.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out, she ran into Tanya, who was still dazed from the fall and came looking for Miss Windsor. The two met unexpectedly, and the scene was like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

To Ye Xiao's surprise, Tanya's combat strength was surprisingly weak. When she saw him roaring and charging at him with his sword, she fell to the ground before she could even take two steps and became a prisoner on the spot.

This ultimately led to the current situation: Ye Xiao was dragging an unconscious maid with his left hand and pressing down on a sick saintess who lacked self-awareness with his right hand, trapped in this room.

The situation outside the porthole was clearly very bad. The adult dragon was at least at the Saint level. Without the divine power bestowed upon him by Ella, Ye Xiao could only manage to fight against ordinary Transcendent level enemies at most, relying on his physical attributes and skills.

As for Tanya, who should have been at the Saint-level, given that he can easily hold her down with one hand and that she trips and falls if she runs too fast, she's more of a burden than an asset.

"Damn witch's servant, you must be the one who sent these people!"

Tanya continued her relentless tirade, "If I weren't still recovering, I would have ground you to dust!!!"

"Okay, okay, good luck then."

Ye Xiao gave a perfunctory reply, but in his mind he was thinking about how to deal with the current situation.

Those masked soldiers will definitely come to the third floor to look for people first. Although Ella can't give him divine power to use combat divine arts like holy fire or beast transformation, she can still open a spatial portal. Therefore, it's not difficult to avoid their search.

The key is Miss Windsor, her spy team, and the two Dark Templars who are responsible for escorting her. I wonder if we can find a way to rescue them.

Ye Xiao observed from the porthole that Miss Mo Feng and her entourage were also mixed in with the crowd and did not make any rash moves. Instead, they were obediently tied up along with the other nobles.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Duke's Wrath

After much deliberation, and hearing the approaching footsteps outside the corridor, Ye Xiao finally decided to choose the conservative approach.

It is unwise to confront a powerful enemy head-on; it is more reasonable to follow the opponent's lead and then seize an opportunity to strike.

He first left a rat in the room to observe the situation, and then had Ella open a spatial portal beside him, sending out several tentacles to pull the unconscious assassin maid inside.

Then he grabbed Tanya by the collar, trying to push her into the expanding spatial ripples.

Unexpectedly, a soft "pop" sound came, and the girl's body seemed to hit an invisible barrier the moment it touched the spatial door, and she could not push it in no matter what.

"what?"

This was the first time Ye Xiao had encountered such a situation. He had always been successful at capturing people using spatial portals, so why couldn't he manage to stuff this young woman inside?

"Well!!!"

Tanya, whose feet were being crushed, snorted irritably. She had no idea what Ye Xiao was up to and felt she was being subjected to shameless torture.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer in the corridor, Ye Xiao became increasingly puzzled. What on earth was going on? Had the portal been acquired by Baidu Cloud and reached its daily data limit?

But time didn't allow him to dwell on the reasons any longer. Seeing that he couldn't get Tanya out of there, he could only quickly open a cabinet door leaning against the wall, throw the girl inside, and then rush into the cabinet himself.

He finally caught this guy again, so he definitely wasn't going to give him away for nothing.

The next moment, two figures appeared at the doorway of the room.

Two masked men who came to search the room entered the dimly lit room, their eyes scanning every corner.

At the same time, Ye Xiao covered Tanya's mouth, and the two of them were pressed tightly together in a subtle position in the dark and narrow space.

"Woo..."

The girl blushed and weakly scratched Ye Xiao's waist with her small hands, but the effect was minimal.

Ye Xiao listened carefully to the sounds outside the cabinet door. Since it was a temporary hiding place, he couldn't be sure if he would be discovered by the enemy.

In the worst-case scenario, if the other party finds the cabinet door, he will have no choice but to take a gamble.

Following the rat's perspective, he observed the two masked men frantically searching the room, occasionally tipping over nearby tables and cabinets to check their condition. Their search area quickly narrowed, gradually approaching the cabinet door where Ye Xiao was.

But the next second, a sharp whistle rang out, and it was the masked, burly man leading the airship blowing a whistle.

"They're here! Everyone, evacuate immediately!"

The soldiers inside the airship who were conducting the search immediately stopped what they were doing and jogged out of the corridor.

……

"Didn't find Tanya?"

Outside the airship, Variant listened to his subordinate's report, frowning in astonishment. "How is this possible? She should be in her room on the third floor... and given that guy's personality, there's no way she'd still be trying to evade a search..."

He seemed to know quite a bit about Tanya, but time did not allow him to delay any longer. A thunderous roar sounded, and several huge airships slowly revealed their outlines beneath the clouds in the distant sky.

"It's going much faster than planned, let's retreat."

Variant could no longer worry about anything else. He ordered his cavalry to load the bound hostages onto their horses and quickly retreat.

The crimson dragon underwent a strange transformation, shrinking in size until it became a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old with crimson hair.

The boy, now much smaller, still retained a pair of dragon wings. With a gentle flap, he soared into the mountains beyond the crater where he had fallen, disappearing from sight.

……

The next morning.

Lionheart City, the Tyron family mansion, the patriarch's study.

Baikaltairang, the powerful senator in the Duchy of Tedeh and the behind-the-scenes mastermind of the Loren Expeditionary Army, was furious. He swept the books and papers off his desk and roared angrily at the several senior officers with their heads bowed in front of him.

"waste!!!"

"They're all fucking trash!!!"

"More than a hundred people searched all night and couldn't find a single hair on their head!!!"

"What's the point of me keeping all of you good-for-nothings around?!"

None of the officers dared to utter a sound. Even though they were all high-ranking generals who had made great military achievements on the battlefield, they were all struggling to breathe in the face of the immense magical pressure emanating from the enraged duke.

Duke Tyrannosaurus is not merely a man of high rank and great power; he is also said to be a powerful mage of unfathomable strength.

Now, hearing that there are some unknown deities behind the other party, only those in the duchy who are familiar with Duke Tyran can feel the terror of this man even more.

But even with such power and influence, a group of people brazenly kidnapped the daughter of the principality on the border last night.

The reason they knew it was a kidnapping was because the next morning, a package with a photographic crystal was delivered to the Duke's mansion.

The photograph in the crystal shows Miss Windsor's frail figure, draped in a tattered linen dress, her arms dangling in mid-air by chains, as she sobs helplessly.