The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Upon closer inspection, the densely packed suckers on those black tentacles opened and closed as if breathing, and the guards felt their spirits were being corrupted.

Immediately afterwards, scarlet eyes suddenly appeared from the opening of the suction cup. The soldier who accidentally made eye contact with them instantly lost consciousness and fell straight to the ground.

When Liangqiuling first released the Abyss Gate, Ella discovered that in addition to summoning tentacles, she could also conjure these scarlet eyes from the mud, but these things had never been of much use except for providing vision.

Now, with the power generously granted by the Moon Goddess, she can make these eyes release subtle magical fluctuations that cover a certain distance, just like the previous Crescent Moon Priests. People with weak mental resistance who look directly at these things will have these invisible magical powers enter their bodies. Then, Ella can apply a "curse" just like she cut off their senses before, easily making them unconscious.

This attack method is much more elegant than her brutal tentacle slaps. It's just a pity that the giant chariot made of tentacles is bulky and looks like a tumor, which doesn't quite match the temperament of a beautiful girl.

Ella was deep in thought, but the garrison soldiers outside were suffering terrified. Some fainted, others fled in panic, and no one dared to try to intercept the tentacle as it drifted away from the island after it left the shore and floated to the surface.

Chapter Fifty-Eight Temporary Camp

The time passed until the next day.

The midday sun hung high in the clear sky.

Li Cheng slowly opened his eyes, feeling a lingering throbbing pain in his brain.

"Hiss... What's wrong with me...?"

He touched his head, and a clear, melodious voice suddenly reached his ears, "You're awake. Are you feeling alright?"

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head slightly and saw a silver-haired girl in a white dress sitting on a small folding stool at the other end of the tent, with her little feet crossed, holding a small teacup and looking at him.

He opened his eyes wide, then slowly laid his head back on the bedding roll, and then slowly closed his eyes again.

A question mark appeared above Ella's head. She flicked her finger, and a drop of mud dripped from her fingertip, swimming down the ground to Li Cheng's ear.

A small, jet-black tentacle emerged from the mud and gently patted Li Cheng's face.

"Oh!" Li Cheng was startled by the slippery and strange touch and jumped up from his bedding.

"Pfft, did you sleep well, Mr. Li?"

Upon hearing that melodious voice with a hint of softness again, Li Cheng looked at Ella in disbelief, his mouth slightly agape, "Holy...Holy Maiden...!??"

"Long time no see," Ella chuckled. "I'm back."

"Wow!" With tears welling up in his eyes, Li Cheng slid smoothly to Ella's feet, startling the petite girl so much that she jumped off the bench like a kitten.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Ye Xiao came in from the tent entrance and his mouth twitched when he saw Li Cheng's actions. "You're acting crazy as soon as you get up. You seem to be in good spirits. I even asked Ella to check if you were alright."

"I...I just can't believe it..." Li Cheng touched his chest, tears streaming down his face, his words stammering, making it seem as if Ella had died again. "Holy Maiden...Waaaaah..."

Ella and Ye Xiao exchanged a glance, using their teacups to hide their barely concealed expressions—oh no, the thought of having to tell Li Cheng later that she and Ye Xiao were actually the same person... made them feel incredibly awkward.

"Okay, okay, I can tell you're very touched." Ye Xiao quickly pulled his good friend out of the tent. "Since everything's alright, get up and get to work."

Li Cheng wiped away the tears of excitement from his face, looked around at the rows of green tents and the towering trees, and it seemed that they had returned to their temporary camp.

Since the last attack on Horn Village, he and Ye Xiao led the Seven Stars Society and the surviving villagers a distance to hide in a remote hilly forest and set up a temporary camp.

For some reason, there were rows of people covered with white sheets on the ground.

What is this... a morgue?

Li Cheng stared blankly at the scene before him, the tears that had just flowed back in his eyes being sucked back in shock. "How come there are corpses all over the place???... Holy crap, they're moving! Can you see that over there? It looks like it's moving!?"

"What are you thinking? There were too many people rescued from prison to fit in several tents, so I put them outside." Ye Xiao scratched his head. "I was also worried that everyone would catch a cold, so I covered them all with a cloth... Hey, don't look at me like that, otherwise why would I have dragged you out? I'm really not good at all the messy things like camp logistics management."

Ye Xiao's life skills are all geared towards being a lone wolf. After the addition of villagers and the inmates from the prison, the expanded camp was really beyond his ability to handle. Giving everyone a blanket and throwing it on the ground was his last effort. If they didn't wake up for more than a day, Ye Xiao didn't know how to cook and feed so many people. He could only ask Ella to treat everyone to a tentacle meal in their dreams.

Although Freya and the Templar Knights who followed her did not participate in the rescue operation of the Dead Sea prison and stayed at the camp to wait, there were too few of them, and they had no experience in these kinds of wilderness survival tasks, so it was difficult to take good care of them.

The only people who might have experience in caring for others were the female attendants who were responsible for Ella's daily life, but after Ella returned, their focus of care naturally shifted back to Ella.

"Alright then." Li Cheng glanced at the people lying on the white sheets on the ground and nodded helplessly. "What about those prison friends you mentioned?"

“Hmm… In theory, after a successful prison break, everyone should go their separate ways, but there are still quite a few of them. I wonder if there’s any chance to win them over.” Ye Xiao stroked his chin thoughtfully. “After all, we still have to deal with the Maltz family. More people means more strength… In short, it’s up to you, Li Cheng.”

After saying that, Ye Xiao patted Li Cheng on the shoulder and walked towards the other tent. Li Cheng was awake, so he could pass on this tedious and troublesome task of managing the settlement. He could just deal with a few special characters himself.

And one of them was Dean.

This boy, who was the same age as Ella but had experienced too much bad luck, was now leaning against a tree at the edge of the camp, waiting for Ye Xiao.

"Hey, I've done everything I was supposed to do," Dean said with a somewhat displeased expression as soon as he saw Ye Xiao approaching. "When are you going to finish what you promised me?"

After cleaning and tidying himself up, and trimming the beard and hair that had grown since his imprisonment, this former young steward of the Duke's mansion actually looked quite handsome. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the swaying leaves onto his face, giving Ye Xiao the illusion for the first time that his own handsomeness might be slightly inferior.

"You told me to wait for me over there just to talk about this?" Ye Xiao crossed his arms. "Ella's alive now, why don't you just ask her directly? What's the point of telling a mere follower like me this?"

Shifting blame to oneself is also an art.

"It's alive...?" Dean was slightly surprised.

"Ah, I mean it has been summoned."

"Tsk, but you promised to ask for me."

"No, wouldn't it be the same if you asked yourself?" Ye Xiao scratched the back of his head, not understanding what this guy was struggling with, but after seeing the other's evasive eyes, he seemed to understand a little. "Goodness... you're not, are you scared??"

“How could I be afraid of that awful…” Dean replied instinctively, then as if realizing something, he immediately stopped talking, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily, then glancing again at the camp tents not far away, before continuing in a low voice, “...How could I be afraid of her!”

"I'm speechless. Your legs are shaking. Is it really that serious?" Ye Xiao was also speechless. He hadn't realized that Ella had put so much pressure on this guy.

“You…you fringe follower, you’ve been brainwashed, you just don’t understand how terrifying that woman is.” Dean finally replied after a long pause, “In short, you have to ask her for me.”

"The peripheral followers are alright." Ye Xiao didn't know how to reply to that. "Okay, I'll ask for you."

"it is good……"

"Hey, Your Majesty, what a coincidence, you're here for a stroll too."

There was no need to ask, so Ye Xiao simply had Ella come over to resolve the issue of this awkward butler.

The one who tied the knot must untie it. Although Dean dared not face it, his problem could only be solved by Ella herself.

However, when poor Dean turned around and saw the girl in white standing behind him, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Chapter 59 Dean's Dilemma

"Pfft, you're one of the few people who've seen me make that face." Ella chuckled, her hands behind her back, her crimson eyes curving into crescents with a mischievous yet alluring charm. "Am I that scary?"

"You you you you you..." The young butler seemed to have remembered something, and his tongue was all twisted together.

"Oh, then it seems I don't need to relay the message. You two chat," Ye Xiao said insincerely, then turned and left with a flourish.

"Hey!" Dean turned around and raised his hand to grab Ye Xiao back, but only managed to grab empty air. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

He wanted to curse Ye Xiao as an ungrateful bastard for leaving him and the Evil God alone in the grove.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dean." The silver-haired girl gently patted Dean's shoulder, then moved from behind him to stand in front of him. "You seem to have something you want to tell me?"

Dean swallowed hard.

He had imagined countless times in prison what it would be like to see the other person again, but he never expected it to happen so quickly and suddenly, in a forest bathed in dappled sunlight.

Perhaps it was noon, and the chill of early winter wasn't too intense. A gentle breeze carried fluttering fallen leaves past the girl in front of him. Looking at her lovely, smiling face, Dean vaguely recalled a memory.

This also somewhat alleviated his fear.

"I...I want to see Miss."

“Sigh, I guessed you would make this request after seeing me again.” Ella smiled wryly, brushing a strand of hair from her earlobe with her finger. “Actually, I should thank you. If it weren’t for your cover in the dungeon, I might have been executed by the Templars.”

Dean's expression was somewhat complicated. He had actually sensed that the person in front of him was different from the young lady he knew. Although they looked exactly the same, there was a subtle difference that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

But he didn't have time to think that much at the time. The moment the Templar Knight broke through the dungeon, protecting him became his subconscious choice.

"...I don't need your thanks. If you really want to express your gratitude, give it back to me."

"To be honest, I had several lies in mind," the girl's voice was light and melodious, but it contained a hint of helplessness. "But after so many days, I think you should be able to accept the truth by now."

"...What do you mean?" Dean was somewhat surprised by this calm yet strange reply, and for some reason, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"The real Ella Haviere, the young lady you know, vanished the moment I was born in the dungeon."

Dean's mouth gaped slightly, and his eyes widened slowly. He thought he had misheard the other person's words. "...What?"

But Ella knew that this was just Dean's inability to accept it at the moment. "All along, I've only been lying to you, Mr. Dean... You saved me in the dungeon, so when I saw the despair in your eyes at that time, I just thought, is there any way to save you?"

"Whether you choose to forgive or not, the point is, I chose to tell a bad lie back then."

"The real Ella Hayville is long gone."

Everything in his field of vision seemed to blur, and Dean was somewhat dazed, immersed in Ella's ethereal voice.

"you……"

"You must be lying to me..."

Yes, this must be another conspiracy by that wretched evil god. She just wants to shatter my hopes and find an excuse to continue enslaving me!

She must be secretly pleased to see me like this. The dark gods just want to enjoy my suffering!

However, through Dean's vision, which had become somewhat blurred at some point, he could only see Ella's apologetic gaze.

Do not……

“There are no conspiracies or evil plans, Mr. Dean, that’s all.” As if she could see what was on Dean’s mind, Ella sighed softly. “Whether you are grateful for my help or hate me, this is all I can do.”

"You can leave, go wherever you want, do whatever you want, I won't restrict you, and I won't do anything to you or the people around you."

"You are free."

After saying that, Ella turned to leave.

"Wait……"

With a soft sound of a longsword being drawn, Dean, gripping the sword he had once confiscated from the jailer, looked tremblingly at the girl before him.

Dean's initial plan was that if the evil god reneged on his request, he would fight him with the sword.

The sword was finally drawn, but for a different purpose.

“…Kill me…Evil God…It should be an easy thing for you anyway…” The handsome young butler gritted his teeth, as if he had mustered his last bit of courage.

“I’m sorry, I can’t give you a dignified ending either.” Ella shook her head and then walked towards the camp.

Dean froze on the spot, and after a moment, the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He knelt helplessly on the ground, choking back sobs. He had tried so hard to endure this long, but he hadn't managed to protect anything.

Even his hatred stemmed from false lies.

……

Just then, from a small grove of trees not far away, a purple-haired girl with a chubby little cat with golden fur on her head quietly peeked out.

"Hey, isn't that so-and-so's friend from prison?" Lucyville patted Mammon, who was nestled on her head.

Mamon the kitten squinted and looked, "I was blocked by that woman and couldn't see clearly, but it does seem to be Ye Xiao's partner."

"Has your eyesight gotten worse since you turned into a cat?" Lucy Villa asked suspiciously, then received a slap on the face from a cat's paw. "Ouch! Why do you hit people so easily! You weren't like this before!"

"Don't shout." The cat shook its little head and looked at Ella, who was gradually moving away. "That cunning woman must have done something bad again. That guy, he just pretends to be good in front of Ye Xiao."

“What god would pretend to be obedient in front of mortals…” Lucyville’s lips twitched, and then she was slapped by the kitten again.

"Let's take this opportunity and quickly try to win him over."

"We are two demon gods, what use is it for us to win over a mortal?"

"Can you use divine power now?"

"cannot……"

"Can you beat him?"

"..."

"I told you to learn some normal magic when we were in Hell, but you wouldn't. You looked down on spells that didn't use divine power. Now you regret it, don't you?" Mammon looked at him with a disappointed expression.

Lucy Villa, however, proudly declared, "I still look down on them now."

The cat was speechless. "Fine, I know you're arrogant. Arrogant big sister, hurry up and go over there, others are coming soon!"

Mammon grabbed the purple-haired girl's hair with its paws, and the two of them emerged from the bushes, struggling against each other.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiao, still somewhat worried about Dean's mental state in the camp, could maintain a certain air of superiority by finishing what he had to say and turning away gracefully. However, from a human perspective, it could be said that this guy saved both of Ella's lives, and he really couldn't just leave him like that.

So he turned back from the other end, and then he saw a purple-haired girl with a golden kitten on her head suddenly emerge from the bushes and sneakily walk towards Dean.