The Villain Saint is my secondary account

At the same time, the other party also saw Ella, then raised his leg and walked towards her across the classroom.

On the road, the crowd that was originally packed with people actually made way for this girl with extraordinary temperament.

The girl walked up to Ella, lowered her head slightly and looked into her eyes. A smile appeared on her delicate face. She stretched out her right hand and said:

"Hello, Miss Harvel."

"Um, you... hello." Ella stretched out her hand and shook hands with the other person, but the other person put his hand down the moment their fingertips touched.

"Lady Freya, are you also here to participate in the basic Holy Light training?" A young Holy Arcane Mage asked softly at the side.

Freya did not respond to the Saint Arcane Master, but just looked at Ella, "My name is Freya, welcome to the temple, Saint Lady."

"Thank you." Ella nodded slightly. She seemed to sense a hint of hostility in the other's green eyes. "Just call me Haiweier. I'm not a saint yet."

"It will happen sooner or later, Saint Lady." Freya folded her hands in front of her, with a smile on her face. "You are the chosen one crowned by the angel himself."

"Haha." Ella smiled and looked into Freya's eyes without dodging at all.

"Ahem, um...classmates." At this moment, a short old man behind the podium suddenly spoke up, "Well...since all the classmates are here, let's start today's class."

This poor arcane teacher entered the classroom after Freya, but none of the clergy in the room noticed him.

The young magicians in the audience immediately returned to their seats, but Ella, who was standing at the back door, was worried. She looked around but couldn't find where she could sit.

"Here, Lady Haiweier, come and sit here!" A low voice attracted her attention. In the front row of seats, a young female priest with brown hair and a few freckles on her face was waving at her.

Hiss... The slacking gene instinct deeply embedded in Ella made her somewhat reluctant to sit near the front row of the classroom, but after looking around, she found that there were indeed no seats available. She could only bite the bullet and walk to the front row with a Holy Light handout in her arms.

"Wow, I only realized from a closer look that Lady Haiweier is so cute." The freckled girl priest looked at Ella who sat over, with a smile on her face.

"Thank you~" Ella nodded with a graceful smile. She had begun to get used to the feeling of being praised.

On the stage, the little old arcane teacher picked up the mineral chalk on the table and began to teach.

"I see some new students in the training room, so I'll introduce myself again. My name is Perse, and you can call me Teacher Perse. I'm mainly responsible for teaching you the basic holy light spells. Future great arcanists and temple priests, I believe you must have heard that when the God of Light created the world, he used holy light..."

The lengthy lecture notes made Ella yawn at the beginning. She began to miss the exciting life as a player, killing monsters and upgrading skills outside. The days of learning skills like listening to a heavenly book were too boring and long.

Fortunately, through the mental link, I saw that Ye Xiao had already purchased all the equipment and props, and was ready to set off after accepting some tasks from the Valonde Adventure Guild.

"Um, classmate, what's your name?"

In order to avoid everyone seeing the Saint sleeping in class, she stood up her textbook and secretly glanced at the freckled girl next to her.

"Hey, hey, me!" Seeing the Saint talking to her, the pastor girl looked a little excited.

"Shh... keep your voice down, the teacher is giving a lecture."

"Oh, oh, okay!" The pastor lady lowered her voice, "My name is Chloe Mitchell, Lady Seavel can just call me Chloe."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Chloe."

"Ahhh, it's my pleasure, Lady Seavel..."

Listening to the two students in the front row whispering to each other, Mr. Bos on the stage twitched a little, but she was the Saint after all, so he couldn't say anything and could only continue his long speech helplessly.

Alas, the young people today are far from having the serious and studious spirit that the students in the church had in the past.

Chapter 10 Healing Holy Light

"About that... high-level holy arcanist just now, do you know her?" After getting close to her, Ella looked at Chloe and asked.

"Oh, you mean Lady Freya." After Chloe pronounced the name, she looked around guiltily and found that the Freya she was talking about was sitting in another corner across the street reading a handout. Then she turned around and lowered her voice and continued, "Lady Haiweier has just arrived at the temple and may not know much about it. Lady Freya was personally cultivated by the former high priest to succeed the saint."

"The Saint's successor?" Ella was a little confused. "Is she also the Chosen One?"

The so-called Chosen Ones are people who have the holy marks bestowed by the gods. In fact, in addition to Ella, the special Chosen One of Light, other gods under the God of Light will also bestow holy marks, so it is not surprising that there are other Chosen Ones. However, even so, Chosen Ones are extremely rare in the entire continent. Ella did not expect that there would be two Chosen Ones in the Loren Empire at this time.

"Um, Lady Freya is not the Chosen One." Chloe waved her hands under the table. "The successor of the Saint of Light does not have to be the Chosen One. After all, there have only been three Chosen Ones in history... ah, if you count Lady Haiwell, that makes four."

After listening to Chloe's explanation, Ella finally understood the selection mechanism of the Saint in the temple.

The headquarters of the Temple is located in the White Tower of the Holy City on Morningstar Ridge. However, when the Chosen One of Light has not yet appeared in the world, the branches of the Temple of Light in different countries will each train young clergy as candidates for the Son or Daughter of Light of each generation, and select one clergyman from among them through the Temple Trial as the successor to the Lord of the Temple, becoming the Son or Daughter of Light.

Under the rule of the Temple of Light, there are several Temples of All Gods. Each of the Temples of All Gods also has its own Lord. They are just like princes. Although they have their own beliefs, they all serve the largest Temple of Light. After all, the handouts say that the God of Light is the father of all gods.

Ella was very clear about this. For example, most of the city residents in coastal areas believed in the Ocean Temple. Although the Temple of Light was the mainstream and existed in most areas, not all areas were dominated by the belief in the Temple of Light. There were also people who believed in the gods under the God of Light.

Freya is the candidate for the Saint of Light trained by the Cathedral of Loren. It is said that she was trained by the high priest from childhood to adulthood, and practiced all her life with the goal of succeeding the Saint.

But once the Chosen One of Light appears, the position of the Lord of the Holy Temple of Light will be given directly to the Chosen One of Light, because cultivating saint candidates is always just a human offering to the gods, but the Chosen One is the will of the gods. In the temple where gods are above everything else, the status of the Chosen One is always the highest.

It's no wonder. Ella felt that the guy had an inexplicable hostility towards her. After all, her appearance could be said to have snatched away the life goal that others had worked hard for for sixteen years in an instant.

Ella smiled bitterly and could only say that this was indeed a bit unreasonable. Besides, she didn't actually want to be a saint at all.

God knows how she, an evil god, could become the chosen God of Light!

"Then those previous candidates for Saint Sons or Saint Maidens, did they just give up after meeting the Chosen One of Light?"

"I'm not sure. If the Saint chosen by the previous generation of the God of Light is still alive, she would be older than my great-great-great-grandmother," Chloe shrugged. "Maybe she would be a high priestess or an elder. After all, there have only been three... four people chosen by the God of Light in 13,000 years. Who would have thought that I would be so unlucky."

"Cough cough!"

On the stage, Mr. Bos finally couldn't help it. These two little guys, he taught for half a day and they chatted for half a day below. This was too much to bear. The Saint Lady would be his future boss and he couldn't afford to offend her. He had to teach the little priest next to him a lesson.

"This student, yes, it's you!" Bos twisted his gray beard with one hand and pointed at Chloe with the other. "Stand up and write down the spell structure of the intermediate healing holy light for everyone."

Intermediate level healing holy light is a relatively difficult spell subject for these young students who are still practicing basic holy light spells. Compared to the initial level which only requires understanding the holy light contract and basic chanting spells, the intermediate level has many more changes in adjusting the flow of magic power and the combination of small formations.

In fact, Mr. Bos only briefly mentioned this spell in the previous class without giving a detailed explanation. However, he was just trying to teach Chloe a lesson, because students who really listened to the class should be able to point out that his question was actually beyond the syllabus.

"Ah... me?" Chloe shuddered and touched her head. Then she slowly stood up and walked up to the podium with a wry smile, "So we've already gotten to that point."

Bad, I think I have done Miss Chloe a disservice. Ella stuck out her tongue, and I'm afraid they didn't hear a word of what the teacher said before.

Just when Ella thought Chloe was going to be punished in public, she saw the pastor girl pick up the mineral chalk and, without any pause, draw intricate array patterns on the blackboard, and the obscure spells and runes were all completed in one go.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Teacher Boss made his own comments, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. He could only watch Chloe put the chalk back on the podium and walk back to his seat.

Ella in the audience also widened her eyes at this time. She was not surprised by Chloe's knowledge, but she found that when Chloe finished writing the last stroke of the spell, her player system suddenly popped up a prompt:

[Learned skills: Intermediate Healing Holy Light]

How could I learn a spell skill like this? ? Ella opened the skill panel in her mind, but strangely, she did not see the skill tree with the Holy Light system as the core. Her eyes wandered around, and finally, she saw a derived skill branch on the evil god skill tree with the words "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" written on it.

...Evil God magic? Ella was confused. She looked around quietly. She obviously couldn't experiment with this strange evil god magic in public. Fortunately, Ye Xiao, who was far away in the suburbs of the imperial city, also knew about this through the soul connection. Ella had no place to experiment with this magic, but he could find a place to experiment.

At this time, Ye Xiao just arrived at the border of a village outside the city of Valonde on a caravan's carriage.

"This is Liangqiu Village. Go east and cross the Black Forest to reach the pass of Howling Valley." The merchant took the copper coin handed over by Ye Xiao and counted on his palm. "Friend, are you sure you want to get off here? I heard that there is an epidemic in this village recently. I will not stay here."

"I know. You guys go first." Ye Xiao waved his finger upward as a farewell gesture.

The carriage drove away. Ye Xiao picked up his bag and set his sights on the slightly desolate village entrance not far away.

Chapter 11 The Fallen

A strange epidemic has suddenly spread in Liangqiu Village since the last month. Ye Xiao heard about this in his previous life. According to information circulated among players in the previous life, the source of the epidemic might be caused by some ritual performed by the notorious "Dark Shepherd" cult here.

But that was just a rumor. The village actually disappeared shortly afterwards, which led to the real cause of the epidemic never being revealed in the end.

However, Ye Xiao did not come here to uncover the mystery that so many players had not figured out before. The reason he came here was because there was a task that could be easily triggered to obtain a special professional inheritance.

A poor noble from the Aslan Empire lives in seclusion here. He has contracted a strange disease and thinks he will die soon. About three days later, a player passing by from the west will meet this noble and ask him to bring a letter and a pendant to his relatives in the Aslan Empire.

The player in the previous life used the pendant to unlock the inheritance of the hidden profession of Miracle Magician in a tomb in the Howling Valley. Later, this player became the famous Emperor of Magic in the Holy City Showdown.

Even if you know how to use the skills inherited from a profession, if there is no corresponding inheritance, you can only perform a similar act. Just as Ye Xiao knows many sword skills of masters, but he cannot use some sword skills that require professional inheritance. It's like a fake Taoist priest who has never worshipped the ancestors. No matter how well he performs the shaman dance, it has no practical effect.

But... Having said that, Ye Xiao looked at the newly added "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" in the skill panel and felt a little confused.

Logically speaking, the Holy Light spell also requires joining the professional inheritance of the Temple sequence to be used. If the small account Ella is qualified to use the Holy Light spell because of the stigmata on his body, then why can Ye Xiao also use this skill?

In his previous life, Ye Xiao had never tried to use different clones to inherit different inheritances, but based on his experience, if any clone learned a skill, all the remaining clones including the original body would learn the skill at the same time.

Moreover, on the other hand, it is hard to say whether this healing holy light skill comes from the temple inheritance or something else. After all, it is listed under the evil god skill tree by the system.

Ye Xiao thought about it, walked to an empty corner nearby, and decided to try out this strange spell first.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange whimpering sound in his ears, dry and hoarse, like the intermittent low hum when the wind blows through an unclosed window.

He turned his head following the sound, only to see a crooked figure staggering out from behind a tree trunk.

Is this... a person?

The doubt came from the fact that the figure who made the strange noise in Ye Xiao's eyes was wearing a coarse linen suit that was almost torn into strips, but his whole body was hunched over, with short, curly white hair covering his shriveled limbs. Under the messy hair that covered most of his face like weeds, a bloodshot eye could be vaguely seen staring at him. Rather than a human, he looked more like a beast on the ground on two feet.

With almost no hesitation, Ye Xiao drew out the staff from his back. At the same moment, the strange figure rushed towards him at a strange speed.

Fingers as sharp as animal claws tore through the air. If it were an ordinary mage, he would have been pierced through the chest by the dry arm in this instantaneous attack at an extremely close distance.

But Ye Xiao's master-level swordsmanship consciousness had already moved his body one step ahead, so that the figure's fingers just barely created a flash of fire on his rune breastplate.

At the same time, he pressed the tip of the staff in his right hand against the back of the figure's head as he passed by. He blurted out "Fireball" and the blazing magic power created an air wave that blew all the grass and trees in a fan-shaped area in front of him into ashes.

The strange man with fire on his upper body roared in pain, struggled to get up, staggered and bumped into a tree trunk beside him, but he was about to rush over again.

At this time, Ye Xiao moved the staff to his left hand, stood horizontally in front of him, stood in a horse stance, and held the handle of the knife hanging on his left waist under the cloak with his right hand. He stared at the movements of the monster with his eyes, and was ready to use an Iai sword technique.

"boom"

Just at this moment, the roar of a musket behind him interrupted the steps of the strange man who was approaching him.

The tongue of fire in mid-air passed over Ye Xiao's shoulder and hit the monster's head, like smashing a flaming watermelon, with liquid and sparks splashing everywhere.

Ye Xiao was quick-witted and quick-handed. He immediately inserted the staff into the ground with his left hand to raise a wall of wind, thus preventing the messy liquid from flying onto him.

Who is stealing my experience?

You should know that although skill proficiency is improved through training and comprehension, for example, Ye Xiao's sword skills are directly at the master level, but the player's attribute improvement also needs to be improved by consuming the system currency "universal points" obtained by killing monsters and completing tasks on skills.

For example, if Ye Xiao's Iai skill is upgraded to the Grandmaster level, he can continue to spend general points on this skill to increase the agility and strength attributes associated with Iai. Of course, this increase also has an upper limit, and the skill proficiency will affect the upper limit that can be increased.

And that weird guy just now seemed to have a lot of universal point rewards, but in the end he was knocked down by someone else. How could he not be angry?

Ye Xiao turned around and glared at another figure walking out of the woods.

The man was wearing a slim gray windbreaker and a thick triangular hat with feathers on it, revealing a young man with a slightly weathered face.

In his hand, he was still holding the weapon he used to kill Ye Xiao, a short-barreled rifle that was emitting white smoke.

"Are you okay?" The elder brother did not feel remorse for his behavior, but just walked forward and asked with concern.

"...It's okay." The other person's attire made him look like a native of another world, so Ye Xiao could only hold back his displeasure.

"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay," the man in the windbreaker looked him up and down, "If you're injured, be sure to tell me. The Fallen carry a plague, so if you're injured, you must treat it in time."

"Fallen?" Ye Xiao became interested in the word uttered by the man.

He knew this word. In his previous life, during the decisive battle in the Holy City, those Templar Knights covered with tentacles were called "Fallen". It was a term used by the rebels to describe those who were contaminated and demonized by the evil power of the blasphemous Saint.

But the guy just now... Let's not talk about the fact that Ella is still picking up girls in the Imperial City Cathedral. Just from the appearance, this weirdo looks just as disgusting, but has nothing to do with tentacles or anything like that.

Come to think of it, this word has existed for a long time. Ye Xiao always thought that it was a nickname given by the rebels to the subordinates of the blasphemous goddess. Now it seems that it has historical origins.

"The Fallen are the ones you just saw. They are people whose bodies and souls are distorted after being infected with the disease." The man in the windbreaker gave an explanation that was different from what Ye Xiao remembered. "This village has also started to spread this disease recently. If you don't have anything else to do, you'd better leave quickly."

"It's too late to leave now." Ye Xiao pointed to the top of his head. As he said, the sun had already half fallen into the distant mountains, leaving only the fiery red sunset and the gradually rising night. "At least there are people and lights in the village. I don't want to meet the thing you mentioned, the Fallen, in the dark forest."

The French emperor in the previous life also stayed in Liangqiu Village for a few days. He did not contract the disease, which shows that this village is not unfriendly.

However, Ye Xiao originally wanted to leave after accepting the mission. After all, he was still a little averse to this epidemic village psychologically. But now that he knew that there would be such strange things wandering in the forest near the village, he decided to stay for one night just in case.

"Okay, that's fine." The man in the windbreaker agreed with Ye Xiao.

"Then I'll take you to the village to stay for one night. Then, based on my personal suggestion, you'd better leave early tomorrow morning."

Chapter 12: Chat in the Tavern

The night in Liangqiu Village was unexpectedly bleak.

After sunset, the distant mountains lurked into darkness, leaving only huge and oppressive shadows.

There were few people on the gravel road, and a few oil lamps hanging on the tree trunks beside the road were flickering faintly.

The autumn wind blew the leaves away, and they fell on the shoulders of travelers on the path.

Ye Xiao brushed off the leaves on his body and quickened his pace: "It is indeed a bit uncomfortable here as soon as you come in."