The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"We don't need you to teach us how to do things."

Li Cheng waved his hand, "Is there any news about Miss Su, or not?"

"Of course."

Jolian snapped his fingers, and one of his gang members pulled a thick brown paper bag from inside his coat and placed it on the table.

“My men should have told you before that the woman you’re looking for has some grudges against our gang? We’ve gone to great lengths to find out about her.”

Jolian said, patting the paper bag. "So, basically everything you need is here."

“I can’t guarantee that what’s in the bag will lead you to her, but at least within Fog City, I can assure you that no other force has gathered more detailed clues about her than we have.”

Li Cheng nodded to the Seven Stars Society player next to him, who stepped forward to take the paper bag, but was immediately stopped by two Blackwater Gang members who appeared from the side.

"But... it's not free."

Jolian then said slowly, "If it were just a one-sided gift from us, why would we need to trouble your boss to be present?"

"Information doesn't come cheap these days, members of the Seven Luminaries Society, so I have to make a deal with you."

"Ha, I haven't settled the score with you for causing trouble for us last night."

Li Cheng crossed his arms and said, "The premise of a transaction is equality between the two parties, but with your strength, I'm afraid you're not quite qualified."

"I am truly sorry about what happened last night,"

Jolian shrugged. "But one thing at a time, you also injured quite a few of my men and smashed the tavern under our gang's name to pieces... Of course, you can say that these losses are our own fault, but to add these losses to the price of the valuable intelligence we painstakingly collected as compensation is something we simply cannot accept."

"You know you brought this on yourselves last night."

Li Cheng snorted coldly and issued an ultimatum, "If you hand over the information voluntarily, we can part ways amicably; if you wait for me to come and get it in person, you'll bear the consequences."

"Take it easy,"

Despite Li Cheng's threats, Jolian remained calm and composed, saying, "I said that Miss Su's information is too expensive as compensation, but that doesn't mean we can't find other ways to compensate."

"Heh, the one thing our young lady has in abundance is money."

Li Cheng stood beside Ella, head held high and chest puffed out.

"That's truly enviable. Unfortunately, we're more in need of money, so we plan to compensate with some other intelligence."

Jolian snapped his fingers again, and a gang member next to him took out another envelope, placed it on the table, and then gently pushed it along the smooth surface, letting it slide down to Li Cheng's front.

Li Cheng reached out and pressed down on the envelope that slid over, picked it up and opened it. Inside was a thin paper document.

Based on its contents, this appears to be a residence certificate in the foggy city for a boy named "Liam Smith," including his name, gender, address, and information about his relatives and work.

what is this?

Li Cheng frowned slightly and decisively placed it in front of Ella.

Ella glanced at the paper with her languid gaze and was shocked to find that it was actually the personal information of the blood servant she had interrogated that morning.

"Two months ago, a big shot commissioned us to steal and destroy the boy's identity information from the police station."

Jolian said calmly, "But we were careful and deliberately made a fake backup and destroyed it to mislead people."

"So what you have in your hands is the original file of this boy's residency status, which those Scotland Yard inspectors are destined to never find."

"interesting,"

Ella smiled, her gaze shifting from the paper documents to Jolian's face. "So you must have also discovered my other identities?"

"You didn't actually try to cover it up, so if you're willing to investigate, you can find out a little bit about it."

Jolian shrugged. "We also have some connections within the Royal Canadian Mounted Police."

It feels like the Royal Malaysian Police Department has been infiltrated to the point of being riddled with holes; all sorts of forces have "some connections" within it.

Ella was a little speechless. She told Li Cheng to put the Blood Servant's original residence permit back into the envelope. "Alright, I'll tentatively acknowledge your sincerity... and your ability to gather intelligence in Fog City."

"Now that you know my identity, you should also have a good idea of ​​our strength. All this scheming and intricate planning is just a prelude to the 'deal' you mentioned, isn't it?"

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Chapter 115 Disciples

"It's so much easier to talk to smart people."

Jolian smiled. "If we keep hiding it, it will only make us seem less sincere."

"To tell you the truth, sir, we would like to ask you to help us get rid of someone."

"...I'm saying, you really do know who I am, right?"

Ella's lips twitched.

She is, after all, the Holy Maiden of Light. Although she is not exactly a pure and innocent girl, she still has that title.

Asking a holy messenger who "spreads love and light" to commit murder... isn't that a bit too much?

"Ah, I understand. My words may have caused you some misunderstanding... To be more precise, it should be a confirmed heretic, which is why he hopes you can eliminate him."

Jolian explained.

"What, you gangsters actually have the inclination to help the Holy Temple purge heretics?"

Li Cheng, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and said coldly.

"Hahaha, usually not, but this heretic happens to have an irreconcilable conflict with us."

Jolian snapped his fingers for the third time, and the gang members around him pulled out a wanted poster.

The image above is a simple sketch of a young man drawn with black charcoal, featuring a high nose bridge and neat, short black hair.

At a glance, Ella immediately recognized him as the councilor from the Principality of Tedeh whom she had met on the merchant ship—Windsado.

I thought we would go our separate ways once we arrived in Valencia, but I never expected to run into each other again in this way.

Ella deliberately noticed the seal on the wanted poster; it was indeed the seal of the House of Representatives of the Federal Duchy of Tedeh.

What does this mean? The Federal Principality of Tedeh is issuing a warrant for the arrest of its own senator? In other words, this guy is actually a fugitive?

The information on the wanted poster startled Ella slightly, then she turned her gaze back to Jolian. "What conflict of interest do you have with him? This guy should have just arrived in Valen in the last few days, right?"

"It's a long story."

Jolian slid the wanted poster across the table to Ella, "But if you know her, this might be much easier."

"His identity is that of a former member of the Tedhe Federal Duchy, but he is wanted by the Tedhe Federal Duchy across the entire continent for his involvement in living alchemy and the use of heretical magic—which is why you and I are certain that he is a heretic."

"And his conflict with us... is relatively insignificant in comparison. In the past few days, some of our major clients have stopped providing us with funding, so we investigated and found out that this guy had secretly stolen their business."

Jolian shrugged. "Although he is considered a heretic wanted by other countries, things are too chaotic in Fog City lately. We only know that he is in Valencia, and he may not even be in Fog City. So even if we report it to the Fog City Sanctuary or the Royal Police, they don't have time to run all over the country to find this guy."

"So you're placing your hopes on us."

Ella nodded as if she understood. "I'm curious, what business did he steal from you?"

"Ahem, well, you see, we are a gang after all. The kind of business gangs can do is nothing more than some less respectable things..."

Jolian gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Murder, arson, extortion?"

Li Cheng added from the side.

"No, no... We are all good citizens who abide by the kingdom's laws. It's just that we often do some dirty work for important people that is not suitable for them to do."

Jolian sighed, "God have mercy, even this dirty work is being fought over... You may not know, but this guy has only been here a few days, and the news has already spread throughout the underworld that he has recruited over a hundred disciples."

"disciple?"

“You can think of them as ‘students’ who have become disciples of this former congressman; that’s the term they use to refer to themselves.”

“Unlike ordinary gangs, this former congressman said he was not building any organization or force; he was simply trying to spread his ideas. Therefore, those people were just disciples who learned and accepted his ideas, rather than subordinates with a clear hierarchy.”

"But I don't care what kind of bullshit he's preaching. In any case, for us old-timers, this rapidly expanding new presence is a significant threat. We can't even finish our share of the big shots in Chongqing, and he's trying to take it all away."

Jolian twirled his cane with a disgruntled expression, clearly showing his dissatisfaction with Councilor Wendt's actions. "I believe that for you, eliminating such a wanted heretic is a contribution to the light and stability of society, and you can also obtain the intelligence you need. It should be considered a win-win deal."

"But if you, as a long-established gang, can't find this guy even with your local intelligence network, how do you think we can find him?"

Ella examined the wanted poster with great interest.

"Actually, we might have a way to find his trail."

Jolian shook his head and said, "It's just that we're not confident we can definitely take him down... He's said to have a highly skilled bodyguard by his side, and we know nothing about his own strength, which is why we need a powerful helper to accomplish this task."

"Therefore, based on the unexpected conflict with you all last night, and according to some information we have gathered about your side, I have concluded that your side is the key to our ability to resolve this once-in-a-lifetime situation regarding this former congressman."

After listening to Jolian's words, Ella understood.

Simply put, it seems that this Councilor Wind was wanted by the authorities and secretly came to Warren to build up his power and influence, which ended up threatening the interests of these established gangs.

But his strength was indeed formidable, and these established gangs, considering their own interests, were unwilling to pay too high a price for him. Therefore, their ultimate goal was to eliminate him with a powerful weapon.

Ella recalled that the guard who had been following Councilor Wendt seemed to have dragon blood; it would indeed be difficult for ordinary people to deal with them.

But Ella wasn't stupid. The Blackwater gang thought they could get her to deal with such a troublesome guy just because they sold her some information? That was wishful thinking.

Moreover, although she had some doubts about Councilor Wendt's various motives and actions, judging from the results of their encounter so far, he had still helped her to some extent.

After a moment of thought, Ella narrowed her pretty eyes slightly.

"You expect us to help you deal with such a troublesome guy with just a few sheets of paper? We're not making any money out of you."

"Although I do value Miss Su's information, it's not to the point of forcing myself to do a losing deal."

Jolian pondered for a moment, "If you put it that way, that's true, but unfortunately, it seems we can't offer any more suitable price than that."

【The Saintess's Dog 2: Young Miss, why don't we just snatch it from her?】

[Midnight Snack: Don't worry, they might be able to help us find other information.]

[...By the way, why do you call me "Miss" in the chat box too??]

"That……"

After a slight hesitation, Jolian spoke again, "If there's anything else you want to know within Valen, we can find it out for you."

"Well……"

Ella wasn't really interested in the terms, but since it concerned Councilor Wind, she wanted to see what he was up to. "Give me the information, Miss Su, directly, and add the terms you just mentioned. After finding Councilor Wind, I'll only make one move. Whether it succeeds or not, you'll still have to pay me."

Jolian looked somewhat troubled. If he agreed to eliminate it, he should do so properly; if he didn't, he shouldn't. What did it mean to only make one move, and then it was gone after casting a spell?

"Hey little girl, do you really think we Blackwater Gang are easy targets? We've only made one move, do you think you're..."

A member of the gang, feeling aggrieved, finally couldn't help but speak up.

Before he could finish speaking, a ball of black flame suddenly grazed his cheek and slammed into the ceiling diagonally above him.

Half of the tavern's roof was instantly ripped off by the fierce impact, and the immense wind pressure carried a shower of broken bricks and stones down like rain.

Although it left a mess, the scene was deathly silent.

Golden sunlight streamed through the suddenly opened skylight, illuminating Jolian's forehead, which was slightly damp with cold sweat.

He saw that the black fireball that Ella had just created, powerful enough to destroy half a building, was actually emitted from Ella's slightly raised finger in an instant.

Although he had heard some of the Holy Maiden of Light's reputation in Loren, Jolian initially thought they were just exaggerated rumors.

Now he suddenly realized that the descriptions of the girl in those rumors were not exaggerated rhetoric.

Watching the other person expressionlessly destroy half of the building, with no emotion in their crimson eyes, Jolian was momentarily unsure whether he was making a deal with a saint blessed by angels or a bewitching demon.

"……make a deal."

He replied, his throat trembling.

Chapter 116 Slum Area

Having dealt with the Blackwater gang, Ella handed over all the intelligence they provided to Li Cheng for analysis, while she herself went to the industrial area as agreed with Greg.

Of course, she was too lazy to take a carriage there, so she directly ordered a crow familiar to fly to the industrial area in the east. Then she found a small shop on a street corner, sat down, ordered some black tea and pastries, and waited leisurely.

Orfindo stood dutifully beside Ella, holding up a parasol, while Ophelia waited by, pouring tea and water, displaying a true air of aristocratic master and servant.

Ella's vision was connected to the raven familiar flying high above the city, overlooking the foggy city in the afternoon. At this moment, the fog dissipated, and the scene appeared clear and magnificent in the sunlight.

The Thames River, like a ribbon adorned with silver scales, meanders between the two banks. Crows' wings pierce the sky, soaring over Gothic cathedral spires and Victorian buildings, crossing the bustling Mist Bridge that spans the river. On it, the throngs of people and carriages create the pulse of the city.