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

　"Yeah, that old guy gave it to us and asked if we wanted to go."

　In the garden behind the Krista Academy castle, Xingmo and Aurora strolled among the flowers.

　After examining the letter Aurora handed over, Xingmo nodded thoughtfully.

　"I suppose you agreed."

　"How do you know? The little saint knows us very well!"

　"Because you, a little glutton, will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of delicious food."

　"Oh, that's meaningless."

　Aurora rubbed Xingmo's shoulder with a smile:

　“How’s your teaching experience these past few days?”

　"It's good, everyone is very obedient," Xingmo nodded. "The students at Krista Magic Academy are more open-minded than those at Nefera Beta. They regard fighting as a kind of etiquette that needs to be learned, so they learn quickly."

　"Actually, I feel this is mainly because you're the teacher," Aurora pointed out. "If I were a student, I would definitely listen carefully to Miss Star Angel's lectures."

　"You have such a sweet mouth."

　Xingmo gently put his arms around Aurora's waist, lowered his head, and kissed her.

　The breeze blew across the wilderness, creating green waves and ruffling the girls' hair.

　After they separated, Aurora stuck out her tongue at Xingmo:

　"Perverted little saint."

　"Wow... You have the nerve to say that about me...?"

　"Why are you embarrassed?" Aurora put her hands on her hips. "I've been thinking back on a lot of things in the past lately, and I've realized that you're actually a really bad pervert!"

　"...What do you recall?"

　"Like, climb up that tree while I'm sleeping! And sneak attack me!"

　"Baby, this isn't ancient history anymore. To me, this happened over three thousand years ago..."

　"It's not three thousand years for us! When I first met you, you were as stupid as a robot."

　"What does human-machine mean?"

　"You ignorant little saint girl, you don't even know how to enter the machine."

　"Enter the machine... didn't we just say human-machine?"

　"You could even call it an NPC."

　"N...P...C...what does this mean?"

　Seeing Xingmo being confused, Aurora was so happy.

　Whether it was Ivramis in the past or Xingmo now, if you look at it from another angle, she is essentially a country girl who has never seen the world!

　"Little Saint of the Country Girl!" Aurora raised her index finger!

　"Bully me..." Xing Mo puffed up her cheeks, "I haven't been to other worlds..."

　"Hehe... I haven't been there either! But I swallowed up a civilization! A super evil god! We are very knowledgeable!" Aurora puffed out her chest.

　Xingmo poked Aurora's puffed chest, which made the kitten shudder and chuckle:

　"Then you must take me there next time."

　Aurora covered her chest and frowned.

　"You haven't returned to Gaotian Palace with us yet~ Let's consider it later~"

　"Oh, I will."

　"You just keep saying that, you don't even set a time!"

　"If you want to go to the High Heaven, you have to at least settle the things here first, right?" Xing Mo said patiently, "Look, Lucifer said that as long as we can follow the path she gave us,

　In the end, they will tell us how to liberate the Red Moon. Once the Red Moon is liberated, no matter what the Painter of the Strings does, we will be able to fight. This way, I can rest assured!"

　"Why are you worried? Now that tidal gravity is gone, I can easily protect your world," Aurora said, her hands on her hips. "Even without my little sister, the little poet can still protect your world, right?"

　"A small-time poet?" Xing Mo was stunned.

　"Ivory tower scum." Aurora raised her chin.

　You are really not afraid of divine punishment.

　Xing Mo clasped his hands together, bowed towards the sky, and then lowered his head:

　"I... don't want to rely on the power of others to protect my world."

　"Don't you trust me?" Aurora raised her chin a little more.

　"No..."

　Xingmo reached out and gently stroked Aurora's little face:

　"It's just... I feel that relying on others' strength will not allow me to be independent."

　“Without independence, you cannot control your own destiny, let alone freedom…”

　"Freedom... From the Age of Gods until now, the gods and the creatures of Muguang Star have paid a heavy price. I took the reins of power on my own initiative and carried their will forward."

　"If I, who inherited their will, choose to rely on the power of outsiders to protect Muguang Star, does that mean... that the free will that was inherited has once again become nothingness?"

　Before Xingmo could finish her words, Aurora took her hand.

　She lowered her head and met those bright, shining blood-red eyes.

　"You have us." Aurora said only three words.

　Xingmo smiled faintly, lowered her head, and kissed Aurora on the forehead.

　"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore! Let's get ready and go to the carnival party tonight!"

　"Great!"

　Hand in hand, the two walked leisurely towards the castle under the dark clouds.

　night.

　As lanterns fly into the sky, the night is lit up.

　Under the cover of night, in the garden at the main entrance of the Krista School of Magic, long tables were placed in the open air. After class, students were pouring out of the castle, looking for seats for their classes.

　The flowers on both sides of the road were decorated with stars, and swarms of fireflies flew in the air like drifting sparks.

　In the lively atmosphere, Ophelia was pushed into the garden by Arya with an indifferent expression.

　"Why did I have to come?" she said sullenly.

　"Section Chief, you're such a slumberer," Alia whispered. "If you don't come out, you'll just stay in your room like a damp log."

　"Hey...! Is this a personal attack?"

　"No, I'm just using metaphors to restore the facts."

　Alya smiled softly, while Ophelia sighed.

　The last time I attended a carnival party was way back when.

　Last time.

　In fact, Ophelia couldn't remember which time it was. She was pulled out of almost every carnival party, but she couldn't remember who pulled her out.

　Their faces were blurry, like a veil covering the memories, misty.

　She remembered the lively atmosphere of the carnival, but that was all she remembered.

　Perhaps she never fully integrated into it.

　""

　Ophelia yawned, and with Alia's push, she gradually moved closer to the long table in the classroom.

　Along the way, she heard a lot of whispers. The students of Krista Magic Academy obviously recognized her, recognized this legendary figure who graduated from Krista.

　Her experience is indeed legendary.

　""

　Ignoring the whispers and glances, Ophelia looked forward.

　She had already arrived at the long table in the classroom. Professor Sphinx was looking at her kindly and nodded at her:

　"Good evening, little Ophelia."

　"Good evening, Principal." Ophelia nodded slightly.

　"You always come in with such an unhappy expression, just like last time, and the time before that," Principal Sphinx said with a smile. "I have to admit, even though you've been through so much, some things haven't changed."

　"I don't like this overly lively atmosphere, that's all," Ophelia sighed, "I was pushed out anyway."

　Principal Sphinx nodded with a smile, then bowed slightly to Alia:

　"Your Excellency, Fu El."

　"Don't bow," Arya muttered. "We'll draw too much attention to ourselves."

　"Haha, sorry, but you shouldn't worry about that."

　Sphinx said with a smile, pointing his finger:

　"My attention has been drawn there."

　They both turned their heads at the same time and saw Xingmo and Aurora surrounded by a group of chattering students.

　She was surrounded almost entirely by students. Those who were closer were students from the duel class, while those who were farther away were children from lower grades.

　Shikoti Amura's class was almost a sensation at the Krista School of Magic. After she successfully thwarted the troll teacher's arrogance, she swept the entire campus like a legend!

　The students in the lower grades cried and asked why they were not born a few years earlier so that they would not miss Miss Shikoti Amra's class, while the students who were attending the class used all this as a topic of conversation and showed it proudly to others.

　Now, Miss Shikoti Amra has come to the carnival party in person.

　Of course you have to take a closer look!

　In fact, before, many students were either too afraid of earthly angels or did not take them seriously, and basically felt a sense of distance from them.

　But when Xingmo actually appeared among the students, this sense of distance was broken.

　"She's so beautiful! She's so beautiful!"

　"Ms. Shikoti! Can I stay and teach at Krista? I want to take your class next year too!"

　"Ahhhh! Miss Shikoti! Can you give me an autograph?"

　"Move aside, move aside," said Aurora, wearing a black dress and sunglasses, clearing the way. "My artist is taking a break and won't be accepting autographs. Please move aside."

　Xing Mo greeted the students helplessly, lamenting how popular she was.

　The previous bad reputation seemed to rebound, and suddenly became a somewhat exaggerated reputation...

　This may be the so-called extreme things will turn into reverse...haha...

　As for, after Aurora killed thousands of soldiers, the two came to the teacher's desk.

　As soon as he arrived here, Xingmo met Ophelia's resentful eyes.

　"what's wrong?"

　"Why are you still at this kind of party...?" Ophelia frowned. "You are the faith of the Citadel, the face of the city. Now look at you, you're not attracting believers anymore, you're attracting fans!"

　"Fans of looks are believers too!" Xing Mo said confidently, "I'm doing whatever it takes to protect the academy! Including using my looks!"

　"The little saint is so narcissistic that it's a bit scary..." Aurora stuck out her tongue.

　"Alas..." Ophelia raised her head, her eyes dull. "I can't imagine how public opinion will develop in the future..."

　Shikoti Amra, the Star Angel, the goddess of beauty has arrived?

　"Public opinion and such are unimportant," Xing Mo sat down at the table. "If I don't show up, public opinion will still ferment. It's better to attract some fans who like my looks than to let them talk about conspiracies every day."

　"That's true."

　After a few words, the banquet officially began.

　As stars twinkled, delicious food appeared out of thin air on the table, and the students cheered happily.