The Villain Saint is my secondary account

“We trusted him to participate in this project, but now that he’s not showing up, it’s hard to feel at ease.”

"His Excellency the Duke seems to have been upstairs for some reason. It looks like Lord Uriel is going to see him..."

The nobles continued their gossip, while their leader, Duke Tyron, who should have been their pillar of support, paced back and forth at his desk in a study on the third-floor corridor, his mind in turmoil.

"dong dong dong"

The door opened, and Duke Tyrann gave his permission. Uriel then entered from behind the door.

"The time is almost up, Your Grace. Lord Adam's will will soon be upon us."

"I know, it's just..."

Duke Tyron looked troubled. "Still no news from Windsor?"

"The situation in the capital is no longer under our control."

Uriel said calmly, "Instead of worrying about things beyond our control, we should focus on the important matters at hand."

“This is also important to me, this is my daughter, Lord Uriel.”

Duke Tyrannosaurus's voice grew increasingly agitated. "Sebastian clearly said she was already here, so why isn't she here?"

"Even if you ask me, I have no way to give you an answer, Your Grace."

A hint of impatience flashed in Uriel's eyes behind his monocle, but he still tried his best to adjust his tone and said slowly, "No matter what, pacing around here won't change anything."

"If she really falls into the witch's hands, then you should hurry up and complete the ascension plan to take her back from the witch."

"It's almost evening. You don't want the gods to descend with their will only to find that they have to wait for an absent human, do you?"

Duke Tyrande stopped in his tracks, clenched his fist and pressed it on the table, and finally let out a deep sigh.

“You are right, Lord Uriel.”

"Get things sorted out as soon as possible. The nobles downstairs also need your help to calm their nerves."

Uriel said, adjusting his monocle, "You are the human chosen by Lord Adam. Don't disappoint him."

"Okay, I... I'll pack up and head over later."

Uriel didn't reply, but turned and walked out of the room.

The room fell silent again.

A moment later, Duke Tyron gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and looked at the desk. "He's gone. You can come out now."

A disheveled blond man then peeked out from behind the desk and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, that was so scary, a sudden knock on the door."

This man was none other than Kalong Ye Xiao, who had infiltrated the migration convoy last night and finally managed to find an opportunity to make contact with Duke Tyran just now.

Perhaps because he was a key figure in the upgrade plan, Uriel followed Duke Tyran like a guardian spirit after arriving in Hub Town. It was only during the afternoon that something seemed to happen outside that he finally left.

Chapter 230 Weakness

"As you can see, I don't have much time, and I don't fully trust you."

Duke Tyron turned around and looked at the tuft of yellow hair on Ye Xiao's head.

“I haven’t introduced myself to you yet, Your Grace, I am Anshap Kalon, and I am…”

“I know that. The company’s outpost spies were recruited by my daughter to become guard knights.”

At this point, Duke Tyron's brows furrowed involuntarily. "You said you had news about my daughter, is it true or false?"

"of course it's true."

Ye Xiao took out a photographic crystal from his pocket and tossed it to Duke Tyrone. "I might as well tell you directly, Miss Windsor is perfectly safe now, at least much safer than you are."

Duke Tyron took it and was immediately drawn to the image on the crystal of Miss Windsor sitting on the edge of the bed with Alina reading a prayer book. After lingering for a few seconds, he still tried his best to look away. "I can't believe you based on this alone. Image crystals can also be faked with illusion magic."

"If you have a trusted mage under your command, you can have him authenticate it to see if it is genuine or not."

Ye Xiao shrugged. "However, you'd better be careful, since this thing can reveal too much information."

"Humph."

Duke Tyron held the photographic crystal in his palm. "Let me first tell you your purpose."

"The Anshap Kalon I just introduced to you is actually just an alias,"

Ye Xiao then continued, "My real name is Vossia Piandel, and my actual identity is a knight under the Holy Maiden of Light."

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, Duke Tyran's eyes immediately turned fierce. "So you're the witch's lackey? You don't actually think you can make me believe you with just a stone like this, do you?"

"You should know in your heart how unreliable this upgrade plan is."

Faced with the Duke's imposing manner, Ye Xiao simply waved his hand casually, "Selecting six humans and granting them divine power to slay witches—honestly, do you think that, given the nature of those old gods in the company, if a power even stronger than the witches they speak of exists in this world, they would truly allow it to roam freely?"

“From the very beginning, they never intended to give you any so-called divine power, but rather to use you as sacrifices to draw upon divine power and then seize it for their own use.”

"That's only your side of the story,"

Duke Tyrannosaurus remained unfazed. “You have no proof, but Lord Adam certainly did grant me divine power.”

With that, he casually waved his hand, and deep blue flames rose from the floor, encircling Ye Xiao in concentric circles.

"It's just that it looks good on the surface,"

The ghostly blue flames flickered on Ye Xiao's face, making his expression appear even more profound. "The divine power bestowed upon you is the very thread that Adam used to control you. When the God of Life fell, he specifically established a law that only pure human blood combined with uncontrolled free will can activate the power of the God's Tomb. He simply wanted to use your body to obtain that power."

"That doesn't make sense. If that were the case, wouldn't it be better to just find someone who is easy to manipulate? Why go through all the trouble of carefully selecting someone?"

"Bloodlines also come in high and low quality,"

Ye Xiao smiled and said, "The old gods have each chosen their own vessels. Inferior vessels can draw less divine power during rituals. Do you think those high gods would reduce their own benefits for the sake of 'easier manipulation'?"

"That's just your speculation."

"This is not just speculation."

Ye Xiao then took out a recording crystal and projected the scene, which was exactly the scene of his meeting with Sebastian last night.

"As long as Lord Adam is satisfied, that will complete the task you've been unable to finish, Mr. Noah."

"How do you know..."

Sebastian's astonished expression was displayed on the projection screen.

He probably never imagined that his unintentional performance would be used and sold by Ye Xiao.

"Noah...!?"

Duke Tyrande was genuinely moved when he saw the scene.

"It seems that His Excellency the Duke also knows some information."

Ye Xiao pulled out one image-recording crystal after another from his pocket, just like a magic weapon.

"If you know anything about this, you should know that Noah was Adam's servant God. Adam kept him by your daughter's side all this time, but he never told you that?"

"This doesn't prove anything; it might just be to protect Windsor..."

"Protect?"

Ye Xiao laughed, "Do you even believe that yourself?"

Duke Tyron frowned. "Even without protection, Lord Adam has no reason to deliberately harm her."

"Of course."

Ye Xiao shrugged. "Miss Windsor is your concern, your only flaw as a vessel."

"This is about the resilience of your mind. Having something to worry about will greatly increase the risk of him taking over your heart. If you lose control because of this, it will be a great loss."

"How could that be, just for such a reason..."

"That reason alone is enough for him to see your daughter as a thorn in his side."

Ye Xiao laughed, "That's what the Old Gods are like. They treat humans like ants and can't tolerate the slightest risk of them escaping their control."

"Heh, isn't that the same thing you say to the witch you worship?"

Duke Tyron sneered, "The company has shared a lot of technology with us. Through the anti-entropy fragments, I have personally witnessed the evil deeds that witch committed in the past."

"Is it possible that it was just an illusion deliberately used to deceive you?"

Ye Xiao said unhurriedly, "Don't forget, the god of the outpost is a deity who controls dreams."

“Your Grace, you are a wise man. You should know that to judge someone’s true thoughts, you should look at what they do, not what they say to you.”

"Adam attempted to kill your daughter at Grey Peak Pass and frame Loren, while the company used demons and sea creatures to invade Aslan and seize the tomb of the gods."

"Haven't you noticed that the company's stated goals are always grand and lofty, but its actions are always despicable and shameless?"

"Your Excellency has been slandered, but don't tell me you haven't gathered any intelligence. The economy and people's livelihoods in the Holy City and Loren are improving. Doesn't this contradict the information the company gave you?"

"Whether it's good or evil, or profit or loss, Your Grace, the company you've chosen will ultimately only send you to an abyss."

Duke Tyran fell silent.

"to be honest,"

Ye Xiao suddenly changed the subject, "I took such a big risk to find you, partly because of Miss Windsor."

"She pleaded with the Holy Maiden, and the Holy Maiden, unable to bear it, allowed me to see if there was any way to connect with you as well. Otherwise, why would I bother to discuss this with you? To be honest, the Holy Maiden has other backup plans for the ascension project, but this is the only way to save you."

Duke Tyron lowered his head and stared for a long time at the image of his daughter smiling happily on the crystal in his palm, before finally letting out a deep sigh.

"Alright, I'll believe you this once."

Chapter 231 The Candidates

Hub Town is always dark, and the boundary between day and night is hard to distinguish. You can only tell the time by the clock hanging on the wall.

Duke Tyron, who had been waiting upstairs for a long time, finally appeared in the hall where the nobles were gathered. After briefly reassuring everyone, he left the academy building and headed to the edge of the sinkhole.

Uriel, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, smiled with satisfaction as the Duke arrived.

"Looks like you're ready."

Duke Tyron nodded calmly and followed the other person into the elevator at the edge of the sinkhole.

"Om-"

The roar of the brass gears filled the air as the magic crystal-driven elevator slowly sank the two of them into the depths of the dark, enormous pit.

"Will the will of all the supreme gods descend upon this place?"

"Yes."

Uriel glanced away, sensing that the Duke seemed to have something to say.

"Including that sir from the Pioneer Department?"

"Hmm... that should be the case."

Ullerton paused, "But even I have never met that lord, and his purpose is different from ours."

Duke Tyrann then fell silent, as if his question had been merely a passing whim.

The two remained silent as the brass chamber continued to descend, and the enormous spatial curtain that Ye Xiao and the others had seen before was then revealed to Duke Tyron.

Unlike before, there is now another huge curtain connecting Molten City, located next to the curtain leading to the Elf Tree on the first level.

The city of Molten Core was now a scene of devastation, with smoke and the flames of hellfire reflected in Duke Tyran's eyes.

Hordes of demons howled excitedly on the ruins, and in the distance of the collapsed palace under the cover of night, the enormous outline of the Hydra could be vaguely seen.

"Molten City..."

The Duke murmured, "Is this also a form of salvation?"

"The arrogant dragons reside atop the divine tomb. If we can reach a consensus, we need not ignite the flames of war."

Uriel answered, glancing at the Duke again, "When did you become so sentimental, Your Grace?"

"Compassion for all living things is a human instinct."

"Then we should be even more determined to complete the plan."