The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Until her raven familiars, which she had deployed to roam near Westminster, were hit with a stone by a strange figure in a black robe.

While assisting in the search for the bomb, Ella sensed an unusual response from her familiar and immediately connected her vision to it, seeing the Ripper waving at her.

But then the other party leaped down from the high-rise building in a few steps, cleaved the air above the grand theater with a single stroke, revealing a dark gash, and then turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared without a trace.

Feeling surprised, Ella soon discovered that the theater she could see through the gap was completely dark, a stark contrast to the brightly lit and magnificent scene outside.

So she controlled the crow to fly into the gap and into the theater, while her main body, sensing something amiss, created a spatial portal and headed directly to the Fog City Cathedral.

The moment the familiar saw what was happening inside the theater, Ella used her divine power almost without hesitation to tear open a spatial portal in the Fog City Sanctuary that led directly to the theater.

While the priests in the church were still looking bewildered, she had already rushed inside.

Then the other side activated the magic circle to escape, the theater collapsed, and the priests of the sanctuary, who had reacted in time, erected holy light to protect the citizens who were suffering.

In the end... although they didn't manage to catch the vampires who had fled, thankfully the citizens of Fog City who hadn't yet suffered were all saved.

However, this rescue operation, which was carried out without any explanation, was later suspected by the Sanctuary of the Mist.

Whether it was the black flames and spatial portal that Ella suddenly displayed, which carried a distinctly ominous aura, or how she knew about the attack on the theater.

However, knowing her identity as the Holy Maiden of Light, the elders of the Fog City Sanctuary dared not do anything despite their suspicions. They simply asked Ella to stay in the prepared bedroom and await their investigation and questioning.

A bedroom wasn't really a confinement for Ella, but in these turbulent times, she really couldn't wander around aimlessly and cause trouble.

Anyway, she has her crow familiar and the Septian Society, which she can command remotely. Unless there is a battle that requires her to take action, she really doesn't need to wander around.

Even so, Ella was still a little annoyed, simply because she felt like she had been tricked.

She was at the Royal Canadian Mounted Police Station that night, yet she couldn't prevent the attack and allowed the attacker to escape right under her nose.

Although she knew she had been taken advantage of due to an information gap, and that she had been tricked by someone who was not paying attention, Ella still hated this feeling.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiao also encountered some trouble in the "Four Seas Capital" and couldn't spare the time to call back his helpers. Otherwise, if Ye Xiao had secretly investigated and followed the clues, he wouldn't have been like Ella, attracting so much attention wherever he went, like a shining light bulb.

It's fine if you only get attention from your allies, but it's really annoying to get attention from unknown enemies.

It can only be said that there are indeed many troubles in this world, even a soul with two bodies can't keep up.

As Ella was pondering, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door. "Your Holiness, I apologize for disturbing you."

"Please come in."

The door opened slightly, and an elderly man with a white beard slowly entered, bowing slightly to Ella, his movements exuding an elegance refined by time.

His robes were unlike the simple ones worn by the believers around him; they were made of expensive white silk, intricately embroidered with shimmering gold patterns, and adorned with strings of enchanted rubies along the edges.

"I apologize for this unfamiliarity, Your Grace. I am the Bishop of the local sanctuary, Grantham Razirus."

"Razirus... Your Excellency is a member of the Holy Lance Guardian Family?"

"Indeed. Your Excellency has come all the way from Loren, and I am very sorry that I was unable to properly entertain you."

"No need for formalities. In fact, I would not have bothered you all at the Fog City Sanctuary unless absolutely necessary."

Ella smiled and waved her hand, "Your Excellency, please feel free to ask any questions you may have."

"Understood. If I offend you in any way, please forgive me, Your Holiness."

Bishop Grantham bowed respectfully. "May I ask Your Grace to accompany me to the Trial Chamber?"

Good guy.

Ella immediately understood the meaning behind it.

This is not just a matter of doubting the authenticity of her identity, but also a suspicion that she might be a heretic or evil deity, necessitating the use of the proverb of deception.

This is Ella's shadow. When she first transmigrated to this world, she passed through the Hall of Judgment of Loren, and it was there that she was struck by holy light because of the Proverb of Detecting Lies.

I never imagined that almost half a year later, I would have to go to that awful place again.

However, it must be said that Grantham's approach was indeed the quickest and most direct, without any need for verbal probing or wasting time. As long as she passed the Lie Detection Test, they would continue to believe that Ella was the true saint without any problems.

To prevent Ella from causing trouble, the archbishop even came in person to keep things under control.

Indeed, for the Holy Temple, it doesn't matter whether a vampire descendant is captured by another vampire or whether they will go to war with the vampires.

The most crucial question is whether this Holy Maiden of Light is real or fake, and why she would use magic imbued with dark energy.

This is really frustrating.

Ella pursed her lips. That's why she tries her best not to use those divine spells in public. If she didn't know that the slashing attack had little effect on vampires, she wouldn't have used the black flames yesterday.

Fortunately, the black flames and the spatial gate only carried an ominous aura, so Ella could still come up with some excuses. If she had used those terrifying tentacles and the muddy soil, that would have been a real problem.

This is why she first thought of using the portal to move the support from the sanctuary, rather than going to the theater alone. After all, there would be little time difference between the two if she used the portal, but the former would leave fewer potential problems.

"no problem."

Ella nodded slightly, agreeing to the other party's request.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Holy Maiden. May the Holy Light protect you."

Grantham bowed, then turned and led the way.

Regardless of what this guy was really thinking, he certainly observed proper etiquette and was extremely respectful.

Ella arrived at the Trial Chamber in the Sanctuary of the Mist, escorted by the Archbishop, two elders, and a group of Templar Knights.

Unlike the trial in Loren, this time the jury box was very empty, with only a few high-ranking members of the Holy See observing.

Clearly, this interrogation was a secret one. If Ella passed, then it would be as if the interrogation had never happened. After all, interrogating one's own saintess and using the Lie-Detecting Proverb was hardly something to boast about.

This was the reason Ella initially thought.

But when she stood on the judgment platform and glanced out of the corner of her eye at the faintly engraved magical runes on the ground, she suddenly realized that this interrogation was not as simple as she had imagined.

Chapter 133 The Trap of Lazirus

"Ayla Heviel, Saintess of Light, Priestess of the High Cathedral of Loren, are you ready to face judgment?"

"Ready."

Ella responded calmly and softly.

"Alright, then Your Majesty, with my Lord as witness, please recite the following prayer with me."

Grantham opened his book.

“I, Ella Heviel, High Priestess of the High Cathedral of the Loren Empire, the Holy Maiden of Light, swear before the Father of the Gods, the God of Light, in the name of the Holy Light, that everything I say from this moment forth is the truth, and there shall be no falsehood in it.”

"If this is false, may the God of Light punish me with holy light."

As the words fell, a beam of light descended from the scepter in the hand of the faceless statue in the hall, enveloping Ella's body.

She glanced at the character panel in the system, where the Lie Detection Proverb buff had already appeared.

Unlike the first time he went to the court, which was bustling and noisy all around, this time the trial was quiet and desolate, with the echoes of prayers lingering in the hall.

"My first question, Your Excellency, are you a follower of the Dark Cult?"

"No."

Ella might have been, but she certainly isn't now, and she has to gamble that this present tense state can get through this problem.

Fortunately, she made the right bet; nothing happened at the scene.

"My second question is, have you ever had contact with members of the secret cult?"

"Yes."

Ella answered softly, "Before becoming a saint, I unfortunately knew several followers of the Dark Cult."

"learn."

Grantham nodded slightly. "Then, regarding the third question, was the spell you used last night a cursed god spell imbued with chaotic power?"

Ella narrowed her eyes slightly. This was not an easy question to answer, but she might have a chance to pass.

What she needs to figure out here is whether the God of Life is an evil god or a righteous god in the eyes of the God of Light.

"No, I have never used the evil god's magic."

After saying this, Ella swallowed almost imperceptibly, and her seemingly calm hand, resting on her lower abdomen, tightened slightly with sweat.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A moment passed, and nothing happened.

Ella breathed a slight sigh of relief. She knew she had made the right bet. The God of Life... was a true god.

The magic He inherited was, for some reason, filled with a dark and insane aura, but He was not an evil god.

However, just when Ella thought it was all over, Grantham's voice suddenly rang out.

"Thank you, Your Holiness. Now, let's move on to the fourth question."

Wait, the fourth question?

Ella looked up at Grantham. What did that mean? How could the Lie Detector ask a fourth question?

This thing consumes the divine power of light contained within the codex, a foundation gradually accumulated through the daily prayers of the entire sanctuary; it cannot be squandered at will.

For the same person, the divine power consumed by each problem will increase exponentially, and the degree of consumption will also be affected by the scope of the problem.

Generally speaking, a trial can be concluded with three questions, just like the trial at the Church of Loren.

At this point, a fourth problem suddenly appeared, and something was very wrong.

"The fourth question, Your Excellency."

"Was the spell you used last night from the forbidden... God of Life, Haiye?"

Ella slightly raised her head and looked at the archbishop high above her, his face expressionless, and she understood what was going on.

I see. That's probably the key issue.

……

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away, on Morning Star Ridge, lies the holy city.

Above the white tower of the cathedral, symbolizing the highest level of power, stands the magnificent council hall.

The image projected by the magic crystal was flashing in mid-air; it was Ella being interrogated by the Proverbs of Lies in the Trial Hall of the Fog City Sanctuary.

It turns out that the Sanctuary of the Mist has deployed a hidden communication array on the ground, and the interrogation taking place in the Kingdom of Valen, thousands of miles away, is being projected in real time into this distant holy city.

The three cardinals, along with most of the high-ranking members of the church, were sitting upright on either side of the throne, quietly watching the projected image.

Apart from the Holy Lord, almost all the high-ranking officials of the Holy City's churches gathered here.

"Everyone..."

At this point, it was William Tobias, one of the three cardinals, who spoke up: "Is it not somewhat inappropriate to interrogate the saint in this way? The saint chosen by our Lord is not someone we should speculate about."

“Bishop Tobias, this is not something we should ‘speculate,’ but rather an opportunity to seek vindication for the Holy Maiden.”

The one who answered William was Camille Lazirus, the patriarch of the Holy Lance family, an elderly man who resembled the bishop of the Sanctuary of the Mist.

"Of course we both understand that the divine choice chosen by our Lord to personally send angels to defend the crown is undoubtedly the new Holy Lord, leading the church toward the light."

"However, since the pilgrimage festival held at the Church of Loren, a wave of doubt has been spreading, and now it has even reached the Holy City."

"Lord Tobias, since you visited the Loren Sanctuary, did you not hear anything?"

"What did you hear?"

Tobias glanced coldly at Razius. "You can't hear about the great deeds of the saintess, such as defeating the mad bishop, saving millions of pilgrims, and rescuing Stormport from the hands of the evil god? Then tell me, Lady Razius, what else do you want me to hear?"

That old geezer, always choosing a time like this to play tricks.

Tobias remained expressionless, but inwardly he was worried for Ella.

Having experienced the Pilgrimage Day incident, he understood that the magic Ella used was probably still difficult for the Holy Temple guys to accept, at least at this point in time.

Not to mention for these three major families, the sudden appearance of the Holy Maiden this year is the worst thing that could happen to them.

Yes, the three families that serve God are the ones who least want to see God's chosen ones appear.

Because all their rights are based on their interpretation of God's will, and God's election itself is God's will.

The chosen Holy Lord rotates every seven years, and this can be weighed through political means, with room for discussion on various decisions; but the Holy Lord chosen by God can only be obeyed by all believers, and will not be rotated unless she dies or abdicates voluntarily.

This means that at the moment Ella is officially crowned, all the plans and interests of the three families will belong to Ella, and from now on they will only have the right to serve her as servants.

But now that things have come to this, how can these people, who are used to acting as masters in the name of God, accept that a chosen one, who has not appeared in three thousand years, is above them and turn back into the subservient slaves they were at the beginning?