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

"Gu..."

Xingmo tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and her body trembled slightly.

It's over... I'm going to be sucked out of my knowledge... It seems I won't have the energy to get out of bed tomorrow...

Just when Xing Mo gave up on treatment, he only heard a light laugh:

"cute."

The vines loosened, and Xingmo opened her eyes to find Aurora had buried her head in her chest, rubbing it gently.

"I won't take advantage of the opportunity to bully you. Who do you think I am?"

"It's the evil god." Xing Mo's cheeks still had a blush.

"That's right..."

Aurora raised her head, half of her face sunken, with only two large eyes exposed.

"Well...but I've always been very good, and I'm not evil..."

Hearing what the little ancestor said, Xing Mo was stunned for a moment, then reached out and rubbed her head:

"He is very well behaved and doesn't bully others."

She thought back to the past two days: Aurora protecting the workers, Aurora getting up early in the morning to buy groceries for the workers with the money she won, and training the young nuns and priests she adopted to help others.

If we ignore the deeper purpose, all her actions can be considered as good deeds.

If we don't count the fact that she sucked the spirit of the library into her own space to extract knowledge...

"cough..."

Xing Mo coughed and said:

"However, this won't last long. After all, the academic city of Academi is a country under the protection of the goddess. If more and more people lose their faith in the goddess, our power will continue to weaken."

"One day, when the power of our faith can no longer maintain the seal of Mortiheim, those prehistoric mythical creatures will cross the border and wipe us out."

"You know, many of those mythical creatures still wield a great deal of natural authority. The most common ones are equivalent to the eight-string-level 'demigods' among us."

"Though the goddess' light cannot reach everyone, she remains the patron saint of sleep and tranquility, and the only reason our civilization survives."

After Xingmo finished speaking, Aurora was silent for a moment, then murmured softly:

"What if all this is fake?"

"If all this were fake, we wouldn't be lying here questioning God." Xingmo smiled.

"Hmm... Stupid, stupid..." Aurora put her head into Xingmo's chest again, "It doesn't matter. You will see the truth. The truth that you will only believe if you see it with your own eyes. One day... you will all see it..."

"I hope that day will come sooner." Xingmo smiled.

She thought that although the current path was indeed a bit unorthodox, at least the expressions on the workers' faces when they drank the hot soup were real.

Perhaps she could guide Aurora and help her find a balance before achieving her goal.

As for what will happen after Aurora achieves her stated goal, it remains unknown.

But now, everything is moving in a better direction, isn't that enough?

......

"Is this the destroyed 'harp'?"

In a dark room at Nefera Beta Magic Academy, Alice stared at the destroyed harp with a calm expression.

On the side, Professor Ling, wearing a complicated black dress, was leaning against the wall:

"Yes, the moment the little girl's wand touched the harp, it activated the thirteen strings, and then the harp was destroyed."

"Strings from what field?" Alice asked.

"It's a green light. According to the string spectrum, it's 'life'."

Ling folded his arms across his chest, his eyes slightly lowered:

"I immediately identified her as a mythical creature. As you know, there are still pagans in the Republic of Falu who delve into the sorcery of life. Although they have achieved certain results in recent years, I don't think they have the ability to infiltrate the Citadel."

Alice didn't say anything. She kept chewing on the word "life" and her mind was weaving quickly.

Life...'Tree of Life'?

The workers in the port area were praying in low voices... The new girl who entered school triggered the life of the thirteen strings...

Under the bathhouse...'Tree of Life'...are they Prince Austin's accomplices?

No, that doesn't make sense... Derek Larson belongs to the Prince's faction, why would they kill each other?

Are they fighting over something? No... If that child really was a mythical creature from the realm of "Life," there would be no need for such detours.

If her relationship with Junior Xingsheng is fake...then who is Junior Xingsheng?

Black hair...green eyes...fire string affinity...

Two figures seemed to be formed in Alice's eyes, and the two figures were slowly overlapping.

No... There are many people with similar characteristics. Don't let your thoughts be disturbed and don't let your imagination run wild without any evidence...!

Evidence...more evidence needed...

Alice took a deep breath and then asked:

"How did this end?"

"Lucius said it was caused by his experiments," Professor Ling waved his hand. "That guy has a project on 'life', remember? Last time he showed us that tadpole with three heads, and said that when it turns into a frog, it can catch three mosquitoes at the same time..."

“Stop, stop, stop!” Alice felt a chill on her back. “I don’t want to see that kind of scene…”

"Hahaha..." Professor Ling chuckled softly, "Anyway, he always likes to experiment with his little spells on all sorts of things. But so far, he's only been able to distort existing life, or at most make a cup grow two legs and roll over."

"So, when he said he was doing a little experiment with the 'harp,' I didn't doubt it. After all, he'd long ago been clamoring for the 'harp' to be fully automated, with its own reception of examinees, its own assessment of scores, and its own divisions..."

This is getting weirder and weirder... Alice's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

She suppressed her urge to complain and quickly gathered her thoughts:

Mentor Lucius appears to rescue Xingsheng and her sisters?

At the factory, he also appeared with the two sisters...

Mentor Lucius once wrote to me, saying there was a mole within the upper echelons... and asked me not to spread the news...

Now it seems that the traitor might be Prince Austin, but how did Mentor Lucius know?

He basically did not participate in the investigation of these cases, but he hinted that there was a mole among our senior management before that?

The only possibility is that this information was not obtained by Mentor Lucius, but was passed on through his mouth.

So, Xingsheng...Xingyu...

Alice held her forehead, exchanged a few words with Professor Ling, and then left.

......

Due to poor physical condition, Xingmo did not eat anything at noon and fell into a deep sleep.

Around five in the afternoon, she was awakened by the rumbling sound of her stomach and got out of bed in a daze.

"Hmm... I'm so hungry..."

Xingmo rubbed her stomach and felt that the slight tingling had ended and her spirits had recovered a lot.

Sure enough, sleep can heal many things.

But even so, Xingmo still felt a little weak and his consciousness was hazy.

"Are you awake?"

Xingmo turned around and found Aurora sitting on the bed, chewing a piece of lemon cake and reading a novel.

Seeing Xingmo stand up, she handed over half a piece of cake:

"Fill your stomach. I'll bring you something to eat after attending mass tonight."

You are a nice person...Xingmo took the small half piece of lemon cake and finished it in no time.

She took a moment to assess herself and felt that her mental state was currently good, so she said:

"I'll go to mass with you tonight, and we can stop by the tailor shop to buy some new clothes from Auntie."

"New clothes?" Aurora asked, confused. "Don't we have uniforms already?"

"Idiot... What I'm saying is... is..."

"inside?"

Aurora smiled quietly and covered her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, one change of clothes isn't enough, considering the amount of bleeding."

"Stop talking!" Xing Mo shouted at him to shut up.

Let’s go have a nice meal by the way... I didn’t eat lunch, so I suddenly want to eat meat... Xingmo thought so.

So the two of them got up, changed their clothes, and went out.

Aurora took the initiative to stop a carriage and drove the two of them out of Narcissus Street and arrived at the central square where the Cathedral of St. Auros was located.

Seeing that it was still early, the two turned at the square and walked into Owl Street, a commercial street surrounded by window displays.

After picking and choosing, Xingmo chose a barbecue restaurant where she often ate. After placing the order, she sat down and waited quietly.

Soon, the meal was served - garlic roasted chicken marinated in garlic sauce and baked in tin foil, with two small bowls of vegetable salad.

Seeing the delicious roast chicken, Xingmo felt her saliva was rapidly secreting. She cut off the chicken breast with a knife and fork and put it into her mouth.

The garlic aroma mixed with the tender chicken breast was very tasty, and Xingmo almost had hearts dancing in her eyes while eating it.

"It has to be meat..." Her voice was soft.

"Pfft..." Aurora smiled slightly, "That's an exaggeration. I don't think mine is as delicious as yours."

"The levels of happiness are different. It's a very happy thing to have someone cook for you when you are weak." Xing Mo waved the knife and fork.

Aurora nodded thoughtfully and murmured softly:

"Then let's try to cook for you next time."

"Don't suck me, learn it yourself." Xingmo protested.

Aurora nodded thoughtfully.

"It's not impossible. I've heard a saying that goes, 'Only dishes cooked by yourself can reflect the meaning of love.'"

"It's quite poetic. Where did you hear it?" Xing Mo was surprised.

"'Flowers Are Always Blooming' is about a girl in love. I think this type of movie is called something like... "

Phew...Xingmo almost choked: Can you please look at less weird things!

It’s not that it’s bad for girls to fall in love, but the content of that book...what if this guy falls in love with it and starts to put it into practice right away?

I can't resist!

"So, you're a god," Xing Mo suddenly became curious. "Gods take care of believers? Isn't that the other way around? Aren't believers usually the ones who offer sacrifices to gods?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xingmo found that Aurora was looking at her as if she was a fool.

"If God doesn't take care of his believers, who will? Other evil gods?" Aurora was a little confused.

Wait... now it seems to be the case... Xingmo muttered to herself and replied:

"The main thing is... you don't feel the gap in your status..."

"I think you've been a slave for so long that your brain has gone awry!" Aurora poked Xingmo's cheek. "I'm here to take care of you, what's wrong? Or are you going to apostatize and betray the goddess right away?"

"The goddess is the protector of the academy, we..." Xingmo began to chant.

"Alright, alright, the goddess isn't going to make you brown sugar ginger tea, so why do you keep saying it like an idiot..." Aurora waved her hand in disgust.

Seeing that she seemed a little upset, Xing Mo did not continue the topic, but concentrated on the roast chicken in front of him.

After the meal, it was already night, and the two left the roast chicken shop and prepared to go to the Cathedral of St. Auros.

On the way, Xingmo forced herself to suppress the desire to buy sweet iced tea - her current body was obviously not suitable for drinking cold water.

"..."