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

　"It's time to go to school again." Xingmo stretched.

　I wonder what new experiences I will have this time?

Chapter 629 Greedy Crawling (Part 5) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"This is Krista School of Magic..."

　Looking at the huge castle, Alia sighed softly.

　"A little smaller than Nefera Beta."

　"Really? I think it's about the same size."

　Ophelia straightened her hat, her expression calm.

　Well, it seemed calm, but in fact, she was somewhat reluctant to enter the castle again.

　The last time she had looked upon this castle, she was still a child, having just left the Citadel with her father and come to Messina.

　After that, she never saw her grandfather again.

　""

　"let's go."

　Alia nodded slightly and pushed Ophelia's wheelchair through the main entrance of the school.

　Unlike Nefera Beta's Merlin Square, the main entrance of Krista Magic Academy is a quiet garden with clusters of deep blue cornflowers and light blue fluorescent lights floating above the sea of ​​flowers.

　Near the flowers, students gathered in groups, some laughing, some distressed.

　As she passed through the crowd of students, Ophelia couldn't help but raise her head and whispered:

　"Dad...when are we going back to the Citadel?"

　"The Citadel? Ophelia, I told you we're not going back."

　Stonek Thane straightened his hat, and Ophelia saw a hint of anger in his eyes.

　"The scale and teaching depth of the Krista Magic Academy are better than those of Nefera Beta. You will receive the best education here and become an outstanding wizard."

　"But..." Ophelia lowered her head and glanced at the people around her, "I don't have any friends here."

　"You'll meet new friends. You need to be proactive in making friends like a businessman," Stoner patted Ophelia on the back. "We absolutely cannot survive by the old ways. The tide of history is sweeping in. The Sean family must once again step into the forefront of history, rather than willingly rot in a church."

　Ophelia didn't know how to refute. She couldn't refute it. She was just a little girl.

　She doesn't understand the tide of history or the way to survive.

　She just didn't like the cornflowers here and the dark clouds over the wilderness.

　"When you see Principal Sphinx later, remember to greet him with aristocratic etiquette," Stone patted Ophelia's shoulder, "Do you understand?"

　"I see..."

　""

　After turning left in the garden and entering the church attached to the college, Ophelia met Principal Sphinx.

　"I can't greet you with aristocratic etiquette this time," Ophelia took off her hat. "Please forgive me, my legs can't stand."

　"It's all right, little Ophelia."

　Principal Sphinx stood up from the back pews of the church and smiled kindly at Ophelia.

　"When we first met, your noble etiquette was actually quite poor. I didn't expose it then, but I think your father must have taught you that on the spur of the moment, right?"

　"Yeah," Ophelia nodded, "I don't like that way of doing things."

　"I dont like it either."

　Principal Sphinx turned his head slightly and tilted his ear to look at the long elf ears with black stripes, which were as sharp as blades.

　He looked towards the end of the church, at a statue there—

　——That is the statue of Eryth El, the Dark Elf King.

　"The former king burned for the people. The nobles divided up his property and inherited his rituals, but most of them have forgotten the spirit he represented."

　"Your father was the same. He forgot so much that he eventually forgot where he came from."

　Principal Sphinx turned his head and looked at Alia behind Ophelia.

　He leaned down slightly and gestured with his head down:

　"Your Excellency, we cordially welcome you."

　"No need to salute. I'm not Fu El anymore," Arya whispered. "I'm Arya."

　"Your blood has never changed, and what is in your blood flows." Sphinx bowed slightly. "As the spiritual successor of the late king, I should pay my respects."

　Sphinx, an ancient dark elf, has a lifespan of over a thousand years.

　He existed during the time of the late King Collison, and personally founded the Christa School of Magic, where he served as its principal.

　For a thousand years, he maintained the status of this academy in Messina, making it a force that was no weaker than the royal family.

　"So, you two didn't come here to chat with an old man like me, did you?"

　Principal Sphinx sat on the chair with a smile on his face and a kind expression.

　"We're here to investigate the original sin," Ophelia said straight to the point. "It seems the second original sin landed at the Krista School of Magic."

　"Ah... That doesn't surprise me," Sphinx nodded. "Then in what capacity do you hope to return?"

　"A temporary teacher of the dueling class, or an outstanding graduate." Ophelia said.

　"I'm afraid the former won't work." Sphinx shook his head.

　"Principal, even though I'm not very agile, I'm still quite capable." Ophelia frowned.

　"No, that's not it..."

　Principal Sphinx stroked his beard with a smile:

　"The main reason is that the Star Angel has already taken up this position. The position is occupied."

　Well...

　Who?

　Ophelia and Arya looked at each other, the former closing her eyes...

　Yes, she sighed:

　"Here she comes again..."

　"Again?" Principal Sphinx was curious.

　"It's okay," Ophelia said helplessly, "When did she come?"

　"Just yesterday," Principal Sphinx shrugged. "She's younger and more humble than I thought. It's a great honor for her to be our teacher for a while."

　"You're honored?"

　Listening to Principal Sphinx's compliment, Xingmo smiled faintly.

　"No, being able to teach in this ancient academy is also a new experience for me."

　"Principal Sphinx, you are an eyewitness to history and should understand the environment we are in now."

　"Of course," Sphinx nodded. "Undercurrents are still surging in the Kingdom of Messina, and the King has yet to achieve self-coherence. At a time like this, an unstable factor could easily overturn the efforts of many."

　Sphinx stood up, walked to the statue of the Dark Elf King, picked up a candle, and blew it gently:

　"call..."

　The pale blue flame danced on the candle. It placed the candle in front of the statue and whispered:

　"Regarding original sin, I've actually noticed some clues, but I'm not sure if intervention is necessary."

　"It's almost impossible to intervene in the birth of evil," Xing Mo said. "As long as life exists, evil will never stop. All we can do is prevent its consequences from expanding."

　"Is this worth your death? Great Star Angel..." Principal Sphinx looked back.

　"I'll prevent the consequences from escalating," Xing Mo said, "and for the rest, you'll need to work on your own."

　Principal Sphinx nodded, walked over to Xingmo and sat down again.

　"Tomorrow evening at 7:30, the advanced dueling class will be up to you."

　"okay."

　""

　Ophelia picked up her pocket watch, checked the time, and saw it was already seven o'clock.

　It will soon be half past seven, which is the time for the first class that Star Angel and the principal had agreed on yesterday.

　To be honest, she was a little annoyed.

　You already knew where the original sin was, but you didn't tell us...

　Star Angel...you...

　"Then I'll give a lecture as an outstanding graduate," Ophelia nodded. "During the lecture, Alia can use a pendulum with a specific wavelength to find the possible location of Original Sin."

　"No problem, I'll arrange a place for you," Principal Sphinx nodded with a smile. "It's almost time. Do you want to go with me to watch Star Angel's class?"

　"Are you going too?" Ophelia was a little surprised. "I didn't think you would be interested."

　"How could that be? That's a Star Angel."

　Principal Sphinx stood up and waved slightly.

　The stone tiles of the church floor rose rapidly to form the outline of the door.

　Sphinx snapped his fingers, and bits of pale blue sparks fell from between his fingers and landed on the door frame—

　"boom!"

　The pale blue flames burned, forming a door.

　"Let's go."

　Principal Sphinx stepped through the door and disappeared in an instant.

　"Let's follow them." Ophelia sighed.

　"Ah."

　Alia pushed the wheelchair and went through the door with the principal.

　"nervous?"

　"Why would I be nervous?"

　Walking in the corridor, Xingmo pulled his sleeves and turned to look at Aurora beside him.

　Both wore the same outfit: a white embroidered velvet shirt, a black cape, a black skirt, white silk stockings, and Mary Janes.

　Professional and elegant.

　"It's just that I expect there will be a lot of emotional content tonight." Xingmo muttered.

　“Emotional content?”

　"Well, some people will be unhappy." Xing Mo nodded.

　"Then make them unhappy."

　As they were talking, the two of them had already reached the classroom door.

　Aurora took the lead and opened the door.

　"Bangdang..."

　What comes into view is a huge circular classroom with a circular area in the center and students' seats distributed in a stepped manner around the perimeter.

　Even though there were still more than ten minutes before class started, the classroom was already full of students.

　Obviously, everyone is looking forward to what this Star Angel from the Academy can bring them.

　As soon as she entered the classroom, Xingmo tilted her head slightly and looked towards the top of the circular staircase.

　She saw Ophelia and Arya there.

　Ophelia frowned at Xingmo, then turned her head away, avoiding her gaze.