The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"I, I, I just think the color combination looks good." Elmo covered her lower abdomen.

　Merlin frowned, feeling something was wrong, but ultimately decided not to ask further questions.

　"You should have received my letter, right?" He returned to the point.

　"Of course," Elmo adjusted his expression, "Well... I've done what I had to do."

　A few days ago, Merlin gave Elmo a small task.

　Mission: Use the White Tower to observe the spiritual world around the Academy.

　The reason for doing this is simple: because of the "angel trails" left in the spiritual world by the Karadorans Mountains.

　Elmo took out a map with varying degrees of black and white light and shadow drawn on it, covering a large area of ​​the suburbs near the academic city.

　Seeing the chaotic series of light and shadow tracks on the map, Merlin's expression gradually became solemn.

　"That angel footprint thing does exist," Elmo stretched, "but that guy is very cautious, so it shouldn't be a big threat."

　"That's hard to say," Merlin muttered, "An angel who has lost his followers is at least close to the level of a demigod..."

　"Then what are you afraid of? You are also a demigod. Can't you solve it easily?" Elmo said.

　Merlin shook his head calmly:

　"It is irrational to use only the status of a transcendental being to determine the level of a threat."

　"A well-fed tiger and a cornered wolf—the latter can unleash far greater power than the former."

　"It sounds like you know who that guy is?" Elmo blinked.

　"Are you curious?" Merlin looked up and smiled at Miss Shu Ling.

　"Actually, I'm not too curious. You know, I'm... very busy every day." Elmo looked away.

　Merlin sighed softly:

　"We are indeed old friends. I guess... this encounter will not be very pleasant."

　"It looks like your city is going to be turned upside down soon," Elmo frowned. "Are you really not going to do anything?"

　"Fate doesn't change because of people. What's going to happen will happen," Merlin said with a wry smile. "The key is how can we make the right choice among all the inevitable things that are going to happen..."

　A hint of hesitation seemed to flash across the principal's face briefly, but before Elmo could savor it, the worry disappeared.

　"Okay, since you did observe that the angel might have appeared near the Citadel two months ago, then it's highly likely that he has already entered the Citadel."

　"In that case, we should take some measures against the Decep family."

　"The Disap family?" Elmo was a little confused for a moment. "Aren't they the goddess's disciples? Will they do bad things?"

　Merlin smiled softly:

　"Don't forget, the White Tower can detect extraordinary events across the entire continent, such as the arrival of the evil god Mortiheim."

　"During that advent, the information within the White Tower was tampered with, causing the Bell Keeper to respond to the crisis at the level of a mythical creature, resulting in the death of Bell Keeper Xingmo."

　"Since the appearance of the angelic traces coincided with the advent of the evil god of Mortiheim, this means that this information was also erased at that time."

　"Being able to enter the White Tower, knowingly concealing the Angel's tracks, and having recently acquired extraordinary technological innovations, all these conditions combined..."

　"It's just the Decep family." Elmo fell into the chair.

　Port District - North City District

　"It's getting colder..."

　On the avenue by the harbor, Vivian, wearing a thick cotton jacket, was rubbing her hands repeatedly and exhaling puffs of white air.

　Alice walked side by side with her, and the two of them walked on the white street, leaving two long trails of footprints.

　In the open sea, the number of ships docked at the port has increased significantly. Both steamships and traditional sailing ships seem to be hibernating, and the port has lost all its usual vitality.

　"It's really amazing. Is the Church of the Tide so powerful? There is not even a trace of ice on the sea surface." Vivian muttered.

　"The old priest said that the port of the Citadel was blessed by the Pale Angel," Vivian said, and suddenly shuddered. "Forget it, let's not mention that name..."

　"Were you frightened by the angel?"

　"You were shaking even more than me afterwards, and you're a dragon after all."

　"Hey hehe~"

　As Vivian spoke, her eyes swept across the sea and she happened to see the Black Jackal, the ship of the Imperial Ambassador.

　"Come to think of it, does that ambassador really live on the ship?" Vivian was curious. "Don't they need to drink or anything?"

　"The core ambassadors rarely come ashore," Alice shook her head. "Every few days a small boat comes to shore to purchase supplies, but other than that, they rarely move around in the city."

　"That sounds quite respectable," Vivian murmured.

　"What's so respectful about that?" Alice wondered.

　Vivian smiled sweetly:

　"Think about it, it's like you're an enemy, a pagan, so I won't live in your house or eat your bread. Doesn't that feel like a fanatic?"

　"You're a little bit childish, baby." Alice looked at Vivian as if she were a fool and rubbed her head.

　"Hey! It definitely smells like that!" Vivian protested angrily, "Aren't all religious people like that?"

　"Don't forget that you're half Imperial too," Alice said, laughing. "Please don't describe your vest bloodline as a kindergarten idiot, okay?"

　"Oh, just tell me if this is the feeling!"

　"Okay, okay, yes, yes~"

　Alice pinched Vivian's waist, making the little dragon girl scream, and then she looked towards the distant sea again.

　"I think there might be other reasons why they don't get off the boat," Alice murmured.

　"for example?"

　"For example, they're hiding from something in the city," Alice whispered. "That poetry pollution... we still don't know the effects."

　"Didn't Xiaomo find an expert? Oh, don't worry about it." Vivian said.

　"That's right," Alice sighed. "It's time to turn our attention back to the Decep family."

　During the conversation, the two walked a long way along the port and came to a huge factory complex on the east side of the port area.

　After showing the Bell Guardian badge, the two easily passed the security guards outside the factory and entered the recently built building.

　——Living Golden Guard Factory.

　In the days before, the White Tower Conference was held and many bills were passed to deal with the war.

　Among them, Isabella Decep's Living Golden Guard plan was approved, and its scale was expanded to the current factory building.

　Although this plan was initially questioned by many members of parliament, it was eventually passed with a thrilling vote thanks to the strong support of Councillor Martin and the compromise of Isabella.

　Alice wasn't too worried that these living golden guards would get out of control, because one of the reasons Isabella compromised was that she transferred control of most of the guards to the Star Sea Church.

　"But it's still hard to imagine Bishop Roberts Thane actually allowing something that dangerous to walk on the ground," Vivian muttered, looking at the rows of fully-tuned Living Golden Guards in the corner of the factory. "Isn't that thing really that different from the cultists studying the String of Life?"

　"The bishop is still trustworthy," Alice said, "but the Decep family..."

　As they were talking, the two of them came into the factory.

　Isabella Ducep, wearing a gorgeous white dress, walked over from a distance and looked at Alice with a smile.

　"Alice of the Pushit family, it feels like we're meeting more and more often."

　"Isabella Ducep," Alice said without further ado, pulling out the bell keeper's ID. "Please cooperate with our investigation."

　"Okay, let's investigate." Isabella spread her hands. "You can explore the entire factory. Those who are innocent will be innocent. The Decep family has always been..."

　"No, I'm not going to tour the factory," Alice shook her head. "I have a question for you."

　Hearing this, Isabella's expression changed slightly.

　"Okay, let's go to the reception room." Isabella clapped her hands.

　"No, just ask here and then leave." Alice was very firm.

　"Then ask." Isabella nodded helplessly.

　"I need to know the inventor of the Living Golden Guard, or rather the iterative process."

　Alice said this, pulling out a roll of parchment she had brought with her and flinging it aside.

　"I've reviewed all the occult inventions patented by the White Tower in recent years, but haven't found any technology that overlaps with artificial life or alchemical life."

　"So, you suddenly acquired this technology about two months ago, right?"

　Hearing Alice's question, Isabella smiled mysteriously:

　"You are very smart."

　"It's not me, it's us," Alice said, looking directly at Isabella. "So, can you explain?"

　"Generally speaking, this is a highly secret family secret and will not be told to outsiders." Isabella smiled.

　"You said that we are all guardians of the academy, so where does the outsider's statement come from?" Alice also smiled.

　There seemed to be sparks between their eyes, leaving Vivian stunned.

　Oh my goodness... Alice is so fierce... so handsome...

　Vivian was greatly shocked. She had to admit that she was not very good at language games, so every time she went on a mission with Alice, she would watch from the side more often.

　When Alice couldn't be persuaded anymore, she would use her own way of "persuasion".

　""

　Isabella stared at Alice for a long moment before she sighed softly.

　"A craftsman from the Frozen family."

　"Flozen?" Alice frowned. "I've never heard of that name."

　Isabella smiled:

　"This family originated in the Age of Gods. Throughout recorded history, they once held a place in the Kingdom of Messina and were on good terms with the Dark Elf King of that time."

　"Legend has it that they mastered the techniques of elven artisans, capable of forging extremely fine divine weapons and armor. Their skills were so high that even the elves of the time sought instruction from their family."

　"But with the overthrow of the Dark Elf King, this family, so skilled in craftsmanship, disappeared into the long river of history, without a trace of their past."

　"If that's the case, how did you get the Living Golden Guards' skills from them?" Alice asked.

　"All this is thanks to the favor of the goddess," Alice chuckled. "Just two months ago, a descendant of the Frozen family found me and provided me with this technology."

　"I need his identity and address." Alice took out her notebook.

　Two months ago...it was exactly the time when the "angel traces" mentioned by Principal Merlin arrived near the academy.

　And this descendant of the Frozen family, who had disappeared since the Age of Gods, happened to give the Decep family an unprecedented technology at this time?

　If the angel's traces had been observed two months ago, and the Decep family concealed this from the Academy

　If this is the case, then the breakthrough point is likely to be this descendant of the Frozen family.

　""Hearing Alice's request, Isabella smiled mysteriously and then shook her head:

　"I do not know either."

　"You don't know?" Alice frowned. "Miss Isabella, your sense of humor seems to be a little overflowing."

　"No, I really don't know," Isabella laughed. "The technology was delivered to me via letter, and it was obvious that the sender didn't want their information to be exposed."

　"You know it's useless to lie to me, right?" Vivian said lazily.

　"You can use Dragon's Might to detect if I'm lying. It's your freedom, but it would be a bit rude." Isabella smiled fearlessly. "If you need the original letter, I can provide it to you."

　Alice and Vivian looked at each other: Obviously, if someone like Isabella had a hidden card, she would not put herself in danger of being exposed.

　She even dared to reveal the key information of "Flozen", which meant that she did not care about this information being leaked.

　Just because she didn't say it doesn't mean she wasn't prepared.

　"Give us the letter, then." Alice held out her hand.

Chapter 229: The Great Robbery! (Part 2) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"A letter, what an old-fashioned way to do it."

　In the principal's office, Merlin threw aside the letter said to be written by the "descendant of Frozen" and took a sip of hot cocoa.