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

"...That girl is the 'Dark Witch' in the 'Blackwood' arena!..."

"...Really? Really?"

"...Yes, it is said that guy killed seven people in a row in one night and was directly crowned the champion..."

"...Oh my god...that's a first year?"

Listening to those whispers, Xingmo's mouth twitched, and she suddenly understood why these people were a little afraid of her.

God TM "Witch of Darkness".

The weird name that the idiot commentator in the underground arena "Black Wood" came up with actually spread to the academy?

Killing seven people in one night? I only fought the last battle, and I even saved my opponent, Alia!

I am very kind!

No wonder I always felt that students in the corridor avoided me. I thought they were shy because I was pretty, but I didn’t expect it was because of this!

Feelings of social despair and helplessness surged into his heart at the same time, and Xingmo, who never cursed anyone, even wanted to swear for a moment.

She suppressed her emotions and forced a smile:

"I simply wanted to ask you about your father, Bishop Fry Sunlight."

"He's missing, and I want to know where he went before he disappeared?"

"You know, I've always been a little...curious..."

Xingmo tried to speak in a kind tone, but Nobo's pupils trembled.

People from the Vatican told him that his father was likely involved in an incident related to the "Steam Man" and might even be related to a cult.

Why is this guy asking me this... Could she be a follower of an evil god? Or even a high-ranking figure in a cult?

The Dark Witch is searching for my father... Oh my god...

Nobo felt that his soul and body were trembling, and the beautiful face and gentle smile of the girl in front of him were a little distorted at this moment.

That is the terrifying smile of the evil god's followers!

No... I can't betray my father... If they are still looking for him, it means he is still alive...!

Nobo's throat trembled, as if he was about to roar.

Realizing the intention, Xingmo's forehead was covered with helpless sweat, and her smile was temporarily broken.

"Little ancestor." She muttered in her heart.

"Coming." Aurora's voice echoed.

The next second, the "Tree of Life" mark on Xingmo's hand lit up.

She reached out in the air, grabbed something, and dragged it downwards.

As soon as Master Nuobo saw her action clearly, his eyelids closed along with Xingmo's movement.

Xingmo borrowed Aurora's authority and dragged him into a dream.

Then, Nobo murmured softly:

"...before my father disappeared, he came to see me at school... He mentioned that he was going to stop by the library to borrow a book..."

"...and then...then he was gone... woooo ...

Young Master Nuobo burst into tears emotionally, and Xingmo's mouth corners began to twitch.

You kid, you are usually quite pretentious, but you are very emotional when you call me dad.

Xingmo snapped her fingers, and Nuobo woke up suddenly, and then found that his face was covered with tears.

He touched his face and stared blankly at the tears on his hands:

"I... cried...?"

Xing Mo ignored him. Since she had already gotten the information she wanted, she took Aurora's hand and went to sit at the other end of the classroom.

Nuobo looked at Xingmo's receding back, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.

"..."

Soon, Professor Lucius arrived at the class and began teaching ritual magic.

Today's ritual magic is still spiritualism, using specially made candles to form a magic circle, and then using essential oils made from several herbs as a primer to attract spirits floating in the air to communicate with oneself.

These spirits are not human souls, but spiritual remnants that can come from humans or animals.

Xingmo quickly summoned a blue ball of light on her ritual platform, which kindly told Xingmo about the weather tomorrow morning: a gloomy day with light rain.

It has been raining every day recently... Xingmo sighed, then dropped two drops of essential oil on the candle. The flame turned blue, emitting a fragrance that made Ling happy.

And Aurora...

...As soon as she lit the candle, a strong wind blew up in the air.

Even the spirits summoned by Xingmo disappeared on the spot.

Aurora: (T﹏T)

The class lasted until noon. After Professor Lucius assigned the homework, he left in a hurry, while Xingmo and Aurora got up together and went to the auditorium for a quick meal.

The reason why I didn't let Xingmo cook was because I had something else to do in the afternoon -

——Master Nobo said that his father, Bishop Frye, had visited Nefera Beta’s library before he disappeared. So, there might be some clues hidden in that library.

For example, why can Bishop Frye see the "Curse"?

You know, even Senior Alice needs to rely on the "Dagger of Truth" to sense the black aura, and Xingmo has the mark of the "Tree of Life".

Whatever Bishop Frye found in the library, it was an important clue.

"..."

In the afternoon, the heavy rain outside the window was still pouring down. While climbing the north tower, Xingmo could even hear the sound of rain outside through the castle walls.

After climbing to the upper part of the North Tower, Xingmo and Aurora stood at the door of the Great Library.

Even Xing Mo, who had a pretty good physical condition, was breathing slightly after climbing for such a long time, with sweat covering his forehead.

"Who built the library so high? If it's so difficult to borrow a book, won't it discourage students?"

Aurora chuckled softly and looked at Xingmo's miserable appearance. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and stood on tiptoe to wipe her forehead.

"Who knows what they're thinking? I used to have to climb this high every day," Xing Mo exhaled. "Let's go in early and get things done."

After that, the two of them walked into the library.

6) Steam, Whale Song (Part 9)

The library of Nefera Beta Academy of Magic is the largest library in the entire city. It has a collection of more than 50 million books, which extends upward in a spiral structure to the top of the north tower.

After entering the library, Aurora looked around, muttering to herself:

"I haven't returned the book I borrowed before...even though I didn't register it..."

"That's not a good habit," Xingmo smiled helplessly, "usually I register at the front desk myself."

"Who would bother to remember it? Why isn't there a librarian?" Aurora pursed her lips.

"Actually, there is. We are here to find her this time." Xing Mo said.

"Oh?" Aurora seemed interested.

Then, Xingmo took Aurora to walk in the library, searching the rows of seats along the way.

In the afternoon, many students sit in the library and enjoy their study time. Most of them look focused and seem to be separated from the world around them.

The learning atmosphere at Nefera Beta Magic Academy has always been very strong. Most of the people who come here are seekers of knowledge. They are full of curiosity about string magic and naturally will not give up any opportunity to learn.

After traveling a long distance through the sea of ​​books with Aurora, Xingmo finally found the petite figure in the corner of the third floor of the library.

It was a little girl with blue hair and blue eyes. A white bonnet, resembling a nightcap, held her short, smooth hair down. She wore a white dress. Her two slender wrists jutted out from the wide sleeves, her boneless hands holding a book larger than her face.

She was reading the book in her hands intently, and seemed to have no reaction to the arrival of Xingmo and Aurora.

"That's our librarian, Miss Elmo Grace Sophia." Xingmo introduced her to Aurora.

Miss Elmo, the mysterious librarian.

She rarely stayed at the front desk, but wandered around the library like a ghost, reading silently.

When students came to her to register the books they wanted to borrow, Miss Elmo would usually say something like "Just write your own name" in a lazy tone.

Over time, everyone who visits the library has developed a strong sense of self-management.

As for Miss Elmo, there are many rumors about her.

Some say she is not actually human, but a "spirit" born from the sea of ​​books;

It is said that she has read every book in the Citadel, so many that she needs to read them over and over again to memorize them;

There are also rumors that she is actually a demigod-level string player, and she may have the same strength as Principal Merlin.

But what is certain is that Elmo's age is indeed an unknown: almost every generation of students will recall their chance encounters with Elmo when they were studying at the college.

And in everyone's description, her appearance remained around fifteen years old.

But Elmo never responded to these messages. She lived in the library and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

This high-profile attitude made the students spread the story so much that they began to regard encountering Elmo in the library as an adventure.

Some people would even draw a sketch of Elmo while she was reading...well...Elmo might not even know about these things.

After all, she was extremely focused when reading, and no one dared to disturb her.

As the bell guardian, even Xingmo didn't know Elmo's true identity. She once asked Principal Meilin, but the principal's reply was just a short sentence:

"She's going to stay there, so she can stay."

Therefore, if Bishop Frye came to the library of Nefera Beta College specifically to look for something, he could only get the answer from her.

"Ms. Elmo," Xingmo stepped forward and lowered her voice, "I have some questions for you."

Elmo did not respond, but his eyebrows moved slightly, meaning that he heard it.

"Let's wait for her, she might be reading in depth." Xingmo said in a low voice.

"What a big deal," Aurora muttered softly.

The two of them then sat down opposite Elmo and waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, Elmo put down the book and said indifferently:

"You don't need to notify me if you want to borrow a book. Just make a note of it at the front desk."

She obviously thought Xingmo and Aurora were new students visiting the library for the first time.

Xingmo cleared her throat and explained:

"No, Miss Elmo, in fact, we are here to ask about Bishop Fry Sunlight."

"I heard that he came to see you. Do you still remember?"

Elmo replied calmly:

"He just came to borrow a book from me. I helped him find the book, and then he left. To this day, he hasn't returned the book to me."

"Do you remember the title of the book?" Xing Mo asked.

Elmo's mouth curled up slightly:

"Of course, there's no book in this world that I don't know. The book is called 'True Vision', and it talks about the theory of clairvoyance."

"He also asked me at the time if there was a kind of clairvoyance that could allow one to glimpse the gods, and I told him that there was indeed."

Glimpse of the gods? Why did Bishop Frye ask this?

Xing Mo suddenly became curious, so she asked:

"Is there really such a thing as clairvoyance?"

"That's not something freshmen like you should attempt," Elmo said lazily. "Mortals cannot look directly at gods. Even saints, under the protection of a god, will suffer a powerful backlash if they do so."

"Wow, this is amazing." Aurora exclaimed.

"The knowledge in books is endless. You should spend more time reading," said Elmo.