The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Bishop William held the sword in one hand and shouted to the clergymen outside the steps.

The wound inflicted by Evans had not yet healed, but the shadow cast by his lame body on the stone steps in the sunlight was so tall.

This squinty-eyed guy... seems to be unexpectedly a good person!

Ella was deeply moved - but she felt that this guy was in big trouble, with so many Templar Knights crowded around, each with a halberd would pierce him to pieces.

It’s annoying, as I have to bring an extra cellmate with me when I run away at night.

However, the volley of thousands of halberds that Ella imagined did not occur.

A Templar Knight standing in the inner circle suddenly put down his halberd, protected his chest with one hand, and knelt on one knee.

He didn't say anything, but just knelt silently, showing his choice.

Then came the second Templar, the third, the fourth... one after another, the white armored knights knelt on the ground, spreading out in circles like ripples.

The priests around also knelt down respectfully, and the elderly elders bowed their heads with solemn expressions.

I don't know which familiar voice shouted "Long live the Saint" among the crowd in the square. The believers who had hurried away with panic and fear also turned around to see this solemn scene.

They stopped on their way out of the square, and when they saw the saint with blood-stained robes standing among the priests, they felt calm and peaceful as if they had been baptized.

What followed was admiration for the man who had saved them from death.

The crowd that was evacuating slowly gathered again. This time, without the guidance of the priests, the crowd was in disorder, but without exception, after finding their positions, they all knelt down and bowed to the petite figure in front of the hall door.

The messy square was now silent. Ella looked left and right in confusion, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

"Lady Saint, it seems that everyone has made the same choice."

Bishop William turned around, lowered his head, and knelt on one knee again.

But this time, he picked up the red robe on the ground and put it on.

"I, the Cardinal of the Cathedral of Light, Tobias William, pay my highest respects to the great Saint of Light, Lady Ella Hayvel, who saved us, in the name of the Cathedral!"

"Praise my Lord, praise the Holy Light, praise the Saint Lady!"

“…Praise the Saint Lady!!”

The shouts like a landslide and tsunami suddenly resounded through the sky.

Ella grabbed the collar on her chest with her two little hands like a hamster, and really didn't know what to do at this time.

"Lady Saint..." As if sensing Ella's confusion, Bishop William lowered his head and called out in a very low voice.

"Eh?"

"At this time, you just need to nod gently."

"Ah... okay." Ella put down her collar, her face still slightly flushed.

Then she nodded slightly towards the distant sky.

"Long live the Saint!" The shouts of the people in the square resounded through the sky again.

……

In the underground Colosseum located in the imperial city, when Ye Xiao woke up drowsily from the highest box, he first saw the girl with long light blonde hair who was still sleeping beside him, and then saw the pink-haired maid who was sitting opposite the sofa and waved to him.

"Mr. Ye, you're awake..."

"Hiss... give me back the money!!!" Ye Xiao saw Gretia's cute and lazy face, and he jumped up from the sofa as if he suddenly remembered something and got an electric shock. He rushed to her and grabbed her collar and shook her.

"Ahhh!..." Gretia was dizzy from this combo of moves and subconsciously threw an uppercut at Ye Xiao which hit the ceiling.

As a cloud of dust settled, Gratia coughed a few times and then realized that something was wrong. She quickly pulled Ye Xiao, whose head was stuck in the ceiling, down.

"Calm down, Mr. Ye, calm down first."

"You are indeed Mammon's subordinate!" Ye Xiao wiped the dust off his face, "How can a normal person have such great strength!?"

"I...I just ate too much monster meat when I was young..."

"You are talking nonsense!!!" Ye Xiao chopped the maid's head with his knife. Of course, he didn't use too much force. After all, if the other party fought back, he might not be able to take it. "Tell me the truth, what are you planning!?"

"I..." Gretia pouted, "Well, actually I noticed that there seemed to be some problems with the Divine Kingdom territory that I had traded to the Institute of Craftsmanship, but I couldn't solve it myself due to the restrictions of the transaction conditions, so I wanted to find someone with good strength to see if he could help solve it."

"The kingdom of God you traded with...?"

“Ah, what’s wrong…?”

"Wait a minute...are you Mammon???" Ye Xiao's eyes widened.

"Eh...?" Only then did Gratia realize that Ye Xiao had initially called her "Mammon's subordinate."

It turns out that Ye Xiao didn’t recognize him at all?

Gratia looked at her light maid dress again, and suddenly recalled how... silly she had been when she was following the other person over the past two days.

Suddenly, a feeling of extreme embarrassment came over me.

"How... How is this possible? Of course I am Lord Mammon's subordinate!"

"But the deal you mentioned yourself..."

“No! Absolutely not!!!” Gratia grabbed Ye Xiao’s neck fiercely, “Ahhh, I am Lord Mammon’s subordinate!!!”

“Ah!!…Okay!…I was wrong…You are my subordinate…Let me go…I am going to die…”

"Ah...ah..." Ye Xiao gasped, holding the armrest of the sofa. He fought against the cyborgs and scorpion-tailed lions along the way, killed his way through the kingdom of God and defeated the gods, and was almost strangled to death by a maid at the end. It was really too abstract.

Gratia crossed her arms over her chest, looked at the dying Ye Xiao, and snorted with her lips puffed up.

Chapter 57: The Bad Maid

"Huh, I finally caught my breath, Lord Mammon..." Ye Xiao was halfway through his words when he saw the maid's expression change slightly and hurriedly added the suffix, "...'s subordinate, so is Hope Town gone now?"

"Can't you just call me Gretia?" Gretia sat down next to Ye Xiao, holding her cheek with her small hand. "The tower of divine power that laid the foundation of Hope Town was destroyed by you, but that was originally added by Evans, but I...but Lord Mammon did not take back the foundation of the Kingdom of God itself, so Hope Town still exists. The residents are all bound to the Kingdom of God, so as long as the Kingdom of God does not perish, they will not perish, but they have suffered a lot of damage after this ordeal, and it should take some time for them to recover."

"It's fine as long as it can recover." Ye Xiao nodded. He shouldn't have let Luo Er down.

"The scenery there is nice, right? Let's go there together next time?" Gretia said with a smile.

"Then forget it." Ye Xiao's face immediately turned bitter. He didn't want to go to this hellish town with simple folk customs again.

"Don't be afraid, you are a hero to the people there."

"The big villains are better. I beat up the god they believed in and ruined the town again." Ye Xiao touched his nose, "It's good enough that I didn't get pelted with rotten eggs in the past."

"It's not as bad as you think." Gratia couldn't help but chuckle, and the pink and white hair trembled on her chest.

Seeing Gretia's cunning look, Ye Xiao couldn't help but wonder if this little devil was trying to trick him again.

Lying on the other end of the sofa, the girl with long light golden hair suddenly let out a soft cry, her cicada-wing-like eyelids trembled a few times, and a pair of emerald green eyes slowly opened.

"Ms. Freya, are you awake?" Ye Xiao saw Freya squinting her eyes, like a cat in its nest basking in the sun, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wave it in front of her pretty face.

Although it may seem inappropriate to greet someone like this after blowing their head off, as long as Ye Xiao is not embarrassed, the other person will be embarrassed.

"Mr. Ye..." Freya looked a little dazed.

"Why do you look confused?"

"It's a normal situation. Mr. Ye, you should have discovered in the end that the god at that time was not Freya's own consciousness." Greytia said on the side.

Hearing this, Ye Xiao glanced at Gretia and curled his lips, "Good fellow, you were not spying on me at the time, were you? I was shot dead at that time, and you couldn't help me."

"How dare you say that! If you hadn't been pushing me away..." Gretia was immediately annoyed and stretched out her hand to grab Ye Xiao's waist. "...Forget it, just die. If you die, I can just take your soul and send it to hell."

"Ahhh, what are you doing!" Ye Xiao screamed, "Going to hell is too cruel!"

"Um...what are you talking about..." Looking at the subtle exchange between the two, Freya rubbed her head, feeling an unreal feeling as if she had just woken up after sleeping for a long time, "...Is Mr. Ye's game about to start?"

For some reason, a faint sense of loss lingered in her heart.

"Competition? Oh... the competition is over." Ye Xiao pried open Gratia's restless little hands to protect his waist. This girl is very strong.

"So... did you win...?" Freya asked worriedly.

Looking at the pair of concerned green eyes, Ye Xiao suddenly felt an indescribable bitterness.

To an adventurer who was used to seeing life and death, this seemed a bit hypocritical.

But... Ye Xiao would always feel depressed. No matter how many times he experienced it, he would still feel depressed.

He opened his mouth slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally replied softly, "Yeah, I win."

"Then the Institute of Craftsmanship..."

"I've been to the Institute of Industrial Design as well." Ye Xiao said solemnly, "Actually... it's all over. You slept a little too long."

"Ah?" Freya was confused.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, frowned slightly and looked at the pink-haired maid beside her.

"Your own unconsciousness is none of my business." Gratia held her hands to her chest, "Don't blame me for everything."

Freya couldn't help but feel confused. What was going on? Why had she slept for so long... What time was it now?

"How do you feel?" Ye Xiao suddenly asked.

"I……?"

"Well, how are you feeling...did you have any dreams or anything?"

"Now that you mention it... it seems like I did have a very long dream..." Freya felt her head was still a little dizzy, "but I can't remember it clearly... Let's not talk about that, what happened after I fell asleep?"

Ye Xiao and the little maid looked at each other.

Then Gretia turned her head away disloyally and said, "I don't know."

Ye Xiao resisted the urge to hit the little maid on the head, and after thinking hard for a while, he began to tell the story.

……

Regardless of what kind of absurd story Ye Xiao made up for Freya when she woke up and deceived the ignorant girl, the three of them finally left Ji Le Fang after chatting in the empty Colosseum.

According to Gratia, the Colosseum has lost its significance in attracting the gods and people to the Institute of Engineering, and it is estimated that it will be converted into other places.

Freya planned to go back to the temple first. When she found out that she had slept for a whole day and a night, she felt a little dazed.

But before that, Ye Xiao naturally gave Freya a shot of prevention. After all, Freya seemed to know nothing about what happened in the Cathedral Square.

But he didn't go into too much detail. After all, theoretically from his perspective, he shouldn't know too much about what was happening in the Cathedral Square. Although a mirror image of the city was created, looking at the people in the square from that distance was like looking at an ant, so he certainly couldn't see much clear information.

Once Freya gets there, we can switch to Ella’s perspective.

The clouds that had accumulated above the imperial city had completely dissipated, and now it was a clear afternoon.

Ye Xiao strolled along the bustling Einstein Street, feeling somewhat free for the first time.

I have been a bit tired these past few days. Li Cheng is probably almost done with his work, so maybe I can invite the brothers who survived the disaster out for a meal together, which can also help ease my tense nerves.

By the way, call Ella to complete the delivery of that "investigation mission".

Thinking of the mission, Ye Xiao first called out the mission panel in his mind. Both the "Beast Fighting Champion" and "Land of Hope" missions were shown to have been completed.

The distribution of rewards also helped Ye Xiao, who was short of money, to solve his urgent problem.

Then he opened the social panel and saw dozens of unread messages flashing on it.

What the hell is this? Am I being cyberbullied?

He frowned and clicked on it, only to find that it was all news about Li Cheng:

[The Saint's Dog 2: The Saint is so beautiful]

【[View image]】

[Something seems to be wrong]

[The old bitch of the high priest is causing trouble!! ]

[Don't come to the Cathedral Square, damn, don't come, it's hell on earth! ]

[It’s over… I’m leaving first, brother… Also, after seeing this message, please help me burn the bag in the hotel room.]

【Goodbye, brother. I didn't expect that we would have to say goodbye after just a few days of seeing each other... Oh, don't look at the picture albums in your bag. If you want, buy your own. Don't look at mine. Remember to burn them all for me.】

[Damn it, that old man is going to attack the Saint Lady! ]

[Wait... there seems to be a turn for the better, don't burn my bag yet! ]

[Wow, wow, the Saint has turned evil! Is this true? I feel like I’m watching a movie, bro]