The Villain Saint is my secondary account

This opponent, whose mage didn't look like a mage and whose swordsman didn't look like a swordsman, made the killer feel for the first time that a battle could be so disgusting.

Chapter 78: A Difference in Thought

"Fire Fanning Technique." Ye Xiao, who had freed his mouth, began to chant the spell again, and a ball of fire that covered his vision directly spurted out from the tip of the staff.

The Fire Fan Spell was actually a lower-level spell than the Fireball Spell. The more inefficient concentration of magic power meant that its range and power were far inferior to that of the Fireball. However, on the roof of this narrow carriage, the huge range made it impossible for the killer to avoid it.

The killer, who was covered in smoke from the raging fire, had no choice but to crouch and move to the edge of the carriage. At the same time, he swung his hand and threw a cold light at Ye Xiao. He had to stop Ye Xiao from releasing this area spell.

"Phase shift." Ye Xiao pointed directly at the passing signboard, and it exchanged with the dart in the air, forming a wooden shield to block in front of him.

Ye Xiao, who was hiding behind the thick wooden sign, showed half of his head, raised his staff with one hand and kept shouting: "Fan the fire! Fan the fire!"

The huge fireballs that erupted continuously with the wind made it impossible for the assassin's killer to get close, and the darts he threw were all blocked by the wooden shield. The mage's fighting style was simply amazing in the narrow terrain on the top of the carriage.

The killer, who was so angry that he was burning with anger, had no choice but to take out a scroll and tear it open. A shield transformed from blue light appeared in front of him, blocking the fan-shaped flames that Ye Xiao frequently spewed out.

This precious scroll of magic shield could have been used to block some powerful third and fourth level spells, but now it had to be wasted on defending against garbage first level spells like Fan of Fire.

The angry killer had a magic shield, and immediately kicked his legs and rushed towards Ye Xiao behind the wooden sign with a dagger in hand, but a new spell came from the wind at the right time: "Frost Cloud Spell!"

The sudden appearance of white mist blew towards them. This round of ice magic did not cause much damage, but it instantly formed a layer of slippery ice on the mahogany-roofed carport.

"How despicable!" The system politely translated the words shouted by the killer for Ye Xiao.

Seeing the other party's instantly unbalanced figure, Ye Xiao suddenly leaped forward carrying the wooden sign, "Wind Summoning Technique."

With the howling wind around him, Ye Xiao rushed towards the accidentally fallen killer with the big wooden sign in front of him to protect himself. Even though the opponent reacted quickly and stabbed with a dagger in his backhand, he could only make a hole in the big wooden sign.

The wind blew Ye Xiao's wooden sign and knocked the killer directly off the roof of the car. The two flew out of the rear of the car with a crisp "click" sound, as if something embedded in the wood was pulled out.

The killer, who was carried into the air by the wooden sign, suddenly caught sight of the staff that had plunged into the lattice window from the rear of the car, and instantly understood Ye Xiao's intention - this guy wanted to knock him out of the car and then teleport back!

He immediately raised his hand and shot the sharp spike of the traction cable in his sleeve towards the rear of the car, but he had just made this action when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

A strong murderous intent penetrated from behind the huge wooden sign in front of him. The killer immediately kicked the sign with his foot and tried to block the dagger that had just stabbed into his body with his other hand, but this series of actions was too late.

A duel between masters only requires a single thought, and that half a minute slower distance can mean the difference between life and death.

The sharp cold light cut a diagonal line from top to bottom. Ye Xiao, holding the knife with both hands, chopped the killer and the wooden sign in half with a full force.

Scarlet blood bloomed in the air like litmus, and the wooden sign broke into two halves and flew down with the wind. Ye Xiao stepped on the killer's upper body, which was cut with a deep groove, and used the force to leap into the air.

The limp body wrapped in a cloak rolled on the side of the road amidst the flying blood and smoke. Ye Xiao, who had won the battle with one sword, also flashed back to the air above the rear of the car.

He pulled out the staff with the tail embedded in the grille, did a graceful backflip, sheathed the sword in mid-air, landed gracefully, and then slid on the roof of the car that he had turned into ice earlier.

"Grass!"

Ye Xiao lost his balance and leaned backward, cursing at the sky. His lower back hit the mahogany roof that had become brittle due to fire and ice, and he fell headfirst into the carriage.

"Wow!" Looking at Ye Xiao who suddenly appeared upside down in front of her, Gratia exclaimed, "Your way of appearing is becoming more and more unique."

"Ah... my waist..." Ye Xiao grimaced. After a fierce battle, his body was relaxed and he didn't use his energy to protect himself. He was numb from the fall.

"Are you okay? Do you need help?" Seeing that Ye Xiao seemed to be in real pain, Gretia couldn't help but pull Ye Xiao's shoulder.

"Fuck! Don't move! Don't move!" Ye Xiao hurriedly shouted in pain, "That's it, let's do it this way for now..."

The little maid shrugged, sat back in her seat and stared at Ye Xiao who was hanging upside down.

The speeding carriage then disappeared around the corner with the extra half of the body on the roof.

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A room in the palace.

The blond man sitting at the long table was looking at a crystal ball in which light and shadow were changing.

The dynamic picture on the crystal ball showed Ye Xiao flashing and shuttling through the streets, hacking to death a group of finger-severed crossbowmen.

"What is the origin of this person?"

"He is a little-known visitor from another world, but it is said that he is very close to the Saint of Light." The man was answered by a very soft female voice, quiet and elegant.

A hand wearing a thin glove embroidered with lace gently stroked the top of the crystal ball, and the picture inside changed and enlarged, focusing on the carriage next to it.

The man narrowed his deep blue eyes. "The carriage is luxuriously decorated. Although there is no family crest, it is definitely a noble carriage... The Holy Lady of Light is also the eldest daughter of the Duke's family. Perhaps she is from the Duke of Haiweier's mansion?"

"It's the Duke's carriage, but I don't think Duke Haiweier has any reason to intervene."

"Teacher, what do you think is going on?"

"Maybe you could just ask."

"So, do you want to ask the Saint? Hmm... If you want to see the Saint, I'm afraid you'll have to go through the Holy Temple..."

"Don't bother. The Holy Lady of Light will come here by herself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." The man's voice suddenly became majestic, completely different from the humility when he was communicating with the woman just now.

A servant in luxurious clothes pushed open the door. He looked at the blond man sitting on the couch with a little fear, "Your Highness..."

In the servant's sight, there was only the prince sitting upright in the room. There was even a clean white porcelain teacup on the table. There was no trace of the crystal ball or other people.

"what's up."

"The Saint of…the Holy Temple is here to visit."

There was a flash of surprise in the noble man's eyes, but his face remained calm.

"Reason? I don't think I have any obligation to greet the Saint when she visits."

The servant swallowed his saliva, his expression becoming increasingly nervous. "The Second Prince who was detained by the Holy Temple a few days ago... passed away this morning."

The man was stunned for a moment, then his face looked a little confused. The sudden death of his brother did not seem to be a big tragedy for him, but just a mystery that made him a little confused.

"Well, back off."

Chapter 79: Imperial Palace Meeting

The Loren Palace is located at the outlet of the Valonde Cliff Waterfall. The front is supported by a golden dome made of sixteen huge stone pillars arranged in an arc.

Under the dome is the majestic hall, with three-story porches on both sides separated from the main hall by several arches carved from white marble. The noble ministers who came to discuss the matter stood on both sides in gorgeous clothes, guarding the towering throne in the middle.

The old king with a crown on his head and gray hair was leaning on it, his wrinkled face looking somewhat lazy, his deep blue pupils half open, until a graceful figure in a white dress slowly walked in from the archway on the side, guarded by a team of Templar Knights, then those lifeless eyes became slightly brighter.

All the eyes of the royal nobles were focused on that petite and holy figure, not only because of her eye-catching beauty, but also because of the news she brought.

"Your Majesty, the Chosen One of the Gods of Light, Ella Haiweil, the priestess of the Ceremonial Hall of the Holy Temple of Loren, and Her Royal Highness the Second Princess have arrived." The servant standing beside the throne said softly.

The old king did not reply, but just stared at the girl in white at the front of the hall with sleepy eyes.

As the chosen one of the Holy Temple, Ella no longer had the obligation to pay respect to King Loren, but as the daughter of Duke Haiweier, she was also considered a citizen of Loren, so she nodded slightly towards the throne, "Ella Haiweier pays respect to His Majesty."

"Lilia Betis greets His Majesty." Lilia, who was sitting in a wheelchair supported by the maid Winnie, also greeted lightly. The butler Winster stood by and silently held a parasol for the little princess.

Although there was sunlight shining through the sky between the towering stone pillars behind her, the fact that she was holding an umbrella in this half-indoor hall probably indicated that Lilia had some special bloodline.

"Hmm." The old king responded softly and fell silent.

In this brief silence, Ella quietly looked around. On the two sides closest to the throne, there were three men wearing the iconic classical dark blue royal robes, a tall, dignified girl with waist-length blonde hair and blue eyes, and a petite girl with a childish face. They must be Lilia's three brothers and one sister.

Most of the nobles around were the king and the five close associates and followers. Since this was not a public meeting but a private matter involving the royal family, there were only these few people present in the empty hall.

King Loren had eight children in total, five princes and three princesses. However, since the second princess, Lilia, was the illegitimate daughter of the king and a vampire, few people knew of her existence except for the great nobles who often acted in the palace.

Not counting the beheaded Second Prince, there was also the "useless" Fifth Prince, whom Ella had never seen before and who was said to have no magical talent at all and was indulging himself somewhere in the Imperial City. The rest were all present.

"Long time no see, Ella." The one who broke the silence was the eldest prince with short, slicked-back hair. As the deputy commander of the Royal Knights, his tall and sturdy figure stood out among the other princes. "Compared to the last time we met, you look much more beautiful. I hope you are in better spirits."

"Long time no see, Your Highness Edgar, thank you for your blessing," Ella folded her hands in front of her belly and smiled in return. She did have some memories of these royal nobles in her mind. As the daughter of a duke and a student of the National Academy of Nobles, she had dealt with many of these royal nobles. "May the great God of Light bless you."

However, they had rarely interacted with each other since the second prince broke off the engagement. When the eldest prince said that she was "in better spirits", he probably referred to Ella, who had become gloomy after the engagement was broken off.

"Master Priest Haiweier, please tell me about my brother's situation in detail," the fourth prince Raymond Betis said this time. Unlike his eldest brother, he was thinner and shorter. "I'm not targeting you, but my brother's incident happened in the cathedral after all. He participated in the pilgrimage ceremony on behalf of the royal family but ended up in this situation. I hope you can give me an explanation."

"Although I have sent you a message in advance, I can still recount the situation to you all." Ella remained calm and spoke slowly in a gentle and graceful voice, "However, I think it would be most convincing if you all saw it with your own eyes."

After that, the attendant beside her walked slowly in front of the royal family members, holding a silver tray with red velvet in both hands, on which was a crystal that took photos.

Then Ella nodded slightly to another servant on her left, and the servant raised the white staff in his hand and chanted softly. A circle of magic array emitting white light expanded in the air, and the weak light in the middle gathered into a curtain with edges like floating stars. Gradually, clear light and shadows changed on it, forming the same picture as on the crystal.

This scene showed the headless body of the Second Prince. At the broken neck, a long, dark centipede was constantly twisting its body and making strange and shrill sounds.

Along with the intermittent screams, the headless body twisted its limbs strangely and uncoordinatedly in an attempt to rush towards the screen, but was immediately blocked by a magic circle composed of a circle of holy light.

This bizarre and bloody scene made the royal family members frown, and to some extent it did have a great visual impact.

The youngest of the three princesses hid behind the young butler with tears in her eyes and a bit of fear.

"Is this... really my brother?" Prince Raymond frowned and looked at the court wizard standing next to the third prince. "Teacher Bazel, you are knowledgeable, have you ever seen this kind of insect?"

Bazel, who was wearing a robe and had a gray beard, shook his head slightly, "Your Highness Raymond, I'm sorry I haven't heard of it."

The third prince and the fourth prince both belong to the academy faction, but the third prince, Bernard Bettis, has always been taciturn and hardly speaks.

The young princess Skadi Betis stared at her brother with her eyes wide open, covering her mouth in sorrow, "God of Light, how could this happen..."

Ella watched these guys' various performances of sadness and surprise, and regarded the emotions they expressed as just an absurd drama.

The reason was very simple. This group of people talked to each other for a long time and treated the second princess Lilia beside her as air. No one greeted or even spoke to the black-haired second princess.

Even when they saw her finally walk out into the sunshine with an umbrella, no one cared at all.

Lilia is after all a half-sister. It’s fine if outsiders discriminate against her bloodline, but if these people really have deep feelings for their brothers and sisters, how could they discriminate against her as a family?

Chapter 80: The Fangs of the Royal Family

All I can say is that Ella is becoming increasingly disgusted with these royal guys.

She couldn't help but glance at Lilia's expression, worried that the little princess was feeling sad because she was ignored by her family.

As if noticing Ella's gaze, Lilia's originally expressionless face turned slightly and she smiled foolishly at Ella.

Okay, I almost forgot that the little princess actually has no feelings for her royal brothers and sisters.

In the hall, the royal family members were talking in low voices. The old king just sat on the throne motionless, neither expressing his opinions nor his attitude. In Ella's eyes, he was like a dying tree. It seemed that it didn't matter whether he was there or not.

The most important thing is that the people under the throne seem to be accustomed to ignoring the existence of the old king and are talking and arguing among themselves.

Princess Skadi, a member of the conservative aristocracy, demands that the Second Prince be buried quickly and the matter be kept secret first to avoid public opinion spreading and bringing shame to the royal family; Prince Raymond, a member of the academic school, demands an in-depth investigation of the cathedral, as the bugs on the Second Prince's body are an important clue and should not be easily ignored; the eldest prince Edgar even believes that the interior of the palace needs to be investigated, as the appearance of such strange bugs on the Second Prince's body is by no means accidental.

The three of them were arguing, and Ella, who had only wanted to watch the fire from the other side, was soon led into a trap by Prince Raymond's words: "No matter what, even if the second prince shows signs of corruption by black magic, the temple should not deal with him privately without notifying the royal family. Priest Haiweier, I still hope you can give a reasonable explanation for this matter."

"Well, that's right." Edgar nodded, his face solemn. "No matter what, Prince Ken is also a brother to us. I can understand the hatred of the Holy Temple of Light against evil enemies, but ignoring the royal family and directly executing the prince, isn't it a bit too disrespectful to our Loren Empire?"

Just as Ella was about to speak, Lilia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "Your Highness Raymond, Your Highness Ken died at the hands of my steward. As for the cause of death alone, it has nothing to do with Priest Haiweier or the church."

"You have no right to speak here." Princess Skadi glanced at Lilia, "If you are willing to take responsibility for Brother Ken's death, then go to the dungeon and wait for execution, you half-blood."

Now it was Ella's turn to frown. Her relationship with Lilia was not very close, but they were friends. How dare this guy scold Lilia in front of her?

Ella took note of this and decided to find a chance to teach her a lesson.

Lilia was used to being mocked by her brothers and sisters, and was about to speak again when she suddenly felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.

"I wonder what kind of explanation you want from the Holy Temple?" Ella comforted Lilia with one hand, narrowed her eyes and looked at the royal members, and asked slowly.

"Well... this may have to be decided by my brother." Prince Raymond looked at the eldest prince Edgar.

Prince Edgar also thought for a while, and finally looked at Ella with a serious face: "Ella, I know you made the decision out of your firm belief in the God of Light, but you are still too young. This is not only about good and evil, but also about the position of the country and the temple."

"Originally, as the person in charge of everything, you should bear the main responsibility. The royal family should not only hold you accountable, but also the Duke."

"But considering your youth and the Duke's friendship with the royal family, only the Holy Temple needs to give an explanation as the person in charge."

"Hand over the person who killed my brother, and the Loren Cathedral will allow the court members to enter to investigate the cause of Kane's change. Ella, we have made great concessions to this condition. Considering the relationship between the Cathedral and the royal family, and from the perspective of the Duke, please consider it carefully."

It turns out that this is why the court members were allowed to enter the temple.

Ella had been waiting for the other party to show their fangs. It was not difficult to see that they didn't care about their brother's death at all. What they really cared about was what kind of article they could make out of this matter.

As one of the largest branches of the Temple in the Human Empire, the Great Cathedral of Loren was built in the imperial city but possessed religious autonomy that was independent of the state. It was a symbol of faith left by the Temple when it helped the late Emperor Loren to found the country. Now, the royal family finally found an opportunity to intervene in its affairs.

As long as personnel can be sent to gradually erode the Holy Temple of Loren, the priests, Templar Knights and Holy Arcanists trained by it will become high-end combat forces loyal to the Loren royal family in the future. The royal family of light believers in Loren can also be guided and controlled through the shell of the Holy Temple of Loren.

Therefore, for the royal family, this great cathedral located in the imperial city has always been a coveted piece of fat meat. However, the bishops of the Loren Cathedral were all skilled figures, and the two sides were pulling each other. Although there are some records of the royal family interfering in the cathedral in history books, they have never really succeeded.

The princes and princesses seemed to be arguing, but in fact they were just working in unison to lead to this final result and force Ella to submit.