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By the time he arrives, some of his friends should also be arriving in Storm Harbor; the timing should be about right.

“…Oh.” Marilyn interlaced her fingers, her face slightly flushed. Although she was wrapped in a thick trench coat, her youthful charm was still undeniable. “So…will you go back to Valond afterward?”

"Go back to the Imperial City?" Ye Xiao thought for a moment. He hadn't made any detailed plans for what to do after the guild in Storm Harbor was up and running, but there would be many top players gathering in the Imperial City for quests later, and he also had plans to get some items from several places for Ella when he went out. "I should go back."

“Then…” Marilyn looked at Ella beside her, “…I will go to Valond with you. To be honest, I don’t know where I should go or what I should do now. Since I have become your follower, I will follow your guidance.”

“Hmm…” Ella nodded. “Is that all you think?”

“And…” Marilyn suddenly glanced at Ye Xiao again, “…I want to wait there for Mr. Ye to return to Vallond.”

"Huh?" "Huh?" Ye Xiao and Ella exclaimed in unison.

"Ah... um... I just..." Seeing Ye Xiao's reaction, Marilyn quickly waved her hand, "... I just couldn't think of... the target..."

Ella looked at Ye Xiao with a subtle expression.

Why are you looking at me like that? Oh no, why am I looking at myself like that?

Ye Xiao reached out and poked Ella's face in an annoyed tone, but Ella instinctively slapped away Ye Xiao's outstretched hand.

Then both of them were stunned.

Holy crap, what am I doing? Am I going crazy?

Seeing Ye Xiao's actions, Marilyn's eyes widened. This...this isn't blasphemy, is it?

“That’s fine, since you’ve decided that way.” Ella nodded. “Then what about Mr. Wengemann?”

“Let’s go to Valond together. He needs to recover from his injuries, and what happens next is up to him.” Marilyn glanced at the sleeping Wengerman, who seemed to be immersed in a nightmare, his brow furrowing from time to time.

“Hiss… tentacles…” and some other unintelligible murmurs.

"Um...may I also accompany you to Valond, sir?"

An aged voice broke the silence; it was Hyde leading the two horses Ye Xiao had bought.

"Are you going too?" Ella asked, slightly surprised. "Well, you are indeed one of my followers."

“I’m getting old… and my home in Liangqiu Village was destroyed.” Hyde sighed. “It doesn’t really matter where I go, I just want to find a place to do alchemical research. If I can find refuge in Valond, that would be a good place for me.”

“No problem.” Ella nodded. Although she didn’t know what special effects Hyde’s miracle blood had, his willingness to follow her might be helpful to her collection of evil god skills.

Thinking this, she brought up the skill panel and suddenly discovered that the evil god skill tree had extended into another branch.

Cynthia's arm

Alongside this core skill tree, various smaller skills extend outwards, such as "Bloodline Regeneration" and "Limb Mutation"...

Did I just swallow Cynthia whole...?

Ella looked at the unconscious Wengerman. The white hair on his body was gone, and his body had returned to its normal size. Presumably, the divine consciousness was no longer attached to him.

However, her evil god constitution seems to have become even more complicated... But that's fine too, because she can use it to sense the corrupted ones still lingering on the edge of Liangqiu Village and guide them into the ruins deep in the dense forest with her mind, so that they will no longer affect the villagers of Liangqiu Village.

After some discussion, Ella carried Marilyn and Hyde carried Wengeman back to Valond, while poor Ye Xiao had to drag his injured body back to Liangqiu Village to rest for the night.

The autumn rain had stopped sometime earlier, and in the deep night, dewdrops reflected the moonlight. The story of Liangqiu Village finally came to an end with the sound of horses' hooves parting ways.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Valond

"This is... the capital of the Loren Empire."

Marilyn rode on horseback, her arms around Ella's waist, as they emerged from the dense forest. The first thing they saw was an endless expanse of wilderness.

In the distance are continuous mountain ranges, and even though it is late and the moon and stars are few, the majestic imperial city, which leans against them, is still brightly lit.

The winding Blue Dragon River traverses the grasslands along the Imperial City Mountains, encircling the towering, fan-shaped city walls and the dense settlements surrounding them. Three tributaries extend into the area, passing through countless homes and reflecting the stars like a dazzling Milky Way, converging in the deep pool beneath the waterfall atop Mount Valund. At the waterfall's outlet atop the mountain, the magnificent Loren Palace sits.

“I know the view is spectacular.” Ella looked at the distant royal city and couldn’t help but reminisce about the first time she and her guildmates arrived at the foot of Mount Valond in her previous life. “But Miss Marilyn, aren’t you afraid of being thrown off the horse if you don’t hold on tighter?”

"Ah! But...but..." Marilyn's face turned red, and she didn't know how to answer. She couldn't very well say that she was a little scared. Normally, what kind of god would let his believer hold his waist and ride a horse with him?

She had no experience with this kind of thing!

……

With an awkward, half-hugging posture, Marilyn finally arrived at the settlement outside the city walls at the foot of the capital. This cluster of buildings, consisting of tents for travelers and merchants and huts for ordinary people, was still bustling with activity at this time of year.

A long carriage line stretched out from the imperial city gate. The elderly Hyde who was traveling with them was a little worried. "It's so late and there's such a long line. Aren't we going to have to wait in line for a long time?"

“It’s alright, we have a short passage.” Ella spurred her horse around the crowd. “Caravans come and go from the capital from morning till night, this is already considered a short passage.”

“Slightly… what passage?” Marilyn looked confused.

"Ahem, there's a fast passage for residents of the imperial city located at the side gate."

Following Ella's directions, there was indeed a much shorter line of people being checked one by one to enter the city by the city gate.

"Stop! Where did you come from?"

At the entrance, soldiers clad in iron armor extended their halberds to block Ella and her group.

“Are you crazy? That’s a high-ranking official from the Holy Temple.” His companion recognized Ella’s attire at a glance and grabbed the soldier. “Please forgive him, sir. This brother has only recently started his post and doesn’t understand many of the rules yet.”

“But even temple uniforms can be disguised,” the new soldier said, somewhat puzzled. “We can’t just let them pass without checking them, can we?”

"Your Holiness!?" Just then, a guard, clearly a captain, jogged over. He greeted Ella and then, without a word, slapped the new recruit's helmet repeatedly. "Are you blind? Are you blind?! Your Holiness, please pass, please pass. This newcomer doesn't know the rules, please don't take it to heart."

"Not really."

Ella smiled wryly. The customs of the Imperial City gatekeepers were quite unique. In her previous life, when she walked through the gate as Ye Xiao, her mixed-and-matched outfit with a player-like style made her a suspected outsider spy. She was searched, her bag was searched, and her rings were checked. In the end, she had to stuff ten copper coins into her pocket before they let her through.

She took out a small purse with lace trim, intending to take out her residence permit with the municipal government's signature, but the captain directly called over two guards, who respectfully led her horse through the door as if sending away a plague god.

Seeing Ella walk away, the new soldier looked somewhat aggrieved, "But Captain..."

The captain sighed, straightened the soldier's helmet which he had just knocked askew, and said in a low voice, "I was fucking saving you! Didn't I tell you to remember that duke's daughter? Do you know what happened to the last guard who stopped her?"

"Um, who is it? What happened to him?"

"Do you remember that beggar with the broken leg in the western settlement? The one who always brags to others about being a guard?"

The new soldier trembled instantly.

……

"Saintess...?" Marilyn pondered the title she had just heard, wanting to ask but not daring to.

“Ah…that’s the title the Holy Church gave me.” Ella carefully rode her horse through the bustling streets. The lively streets in the dark were a unique sight in the imperial city. Even so, quite a few people seemed to recognize this duke’s daughter. Upon seeing her signature silver hair and deep red eyes, even the most crowded pedestrians would tremble and scatter to either side.

The duke's daughter used to enjoy riding her horse and causing trouble on the road. Now that she's become a saintess, she's probably even more lawless. No one would dare gamble their life on her mood.

Ella, having retained her memories from before her time travel, knew the reason for this, but there was nothing she could do. The infamous saintess was probably a first in history.

"Eh, Lady Heville... is she still the Holy Maiden of All Saints?" Marilyn asked in disbelief.

She recalled the mighty mud river on Liangqiu Ridge, and those crazy tentacles that would traumatize anyone just by looking at them. Although it was somewhat disrespectful, wasn't this behavior definitely that of an evil... Outer God?

Which of the high-ranking gods had such discerning eyes that they took an outer goddess as their saintess?

“She’s the chosen saint of the God of Light.” Ella could roughly imagine Marilyn’s expression behind her.

"...Huh??" The little head with the golden-gray ponytail suddenly went blank.

"We're here. If you don't mind, you can stay here for now." Ella led everyone to a small manor in the West District.

This is a property under her private name, a three-story mansion with a half-hectare fountain garden. It is maintained by servants but no one lives there. The eldest daughter of the duke has always been so willful.

However, from an investment perspective, this estate located in the bustling downtown area of ​​West City is indeed seeing its value increase.

"Thank you so much, Lady Hyde." Hyde dismounted from his horse, his excitement evident. Even his house in Aslan before he fell on hard times wasn't this luxurious.

“Speaking of which, Mr. Hyde, if you just want to find a place to live in seclusion, why not choose the Imperial City instead of Liangqiu Village?” Ella instructed the servants who came out of the door to lead away the horses. “In terms of living conditions or research conditions, the Imperial City should be better, right?”

“Lady Heville…” Hyde looked embarrassed. “Although I was fortunate enough to be a nobleman in the past, I have fallen on hard times, and the housing prices in the capital are beyond my means.”

Ella touched her nose. She had thought that the reason for living in Liangqiu Village was to hide her bloodline or some earth-shattering secret, and that there was a complicated and bizarre mission line behind it. She never expected that the reason was such a realistic one as being poor.

"Alright, then you can stay here and rest for a while. There are several dozen gold coins in the small bag. If you need more, just ask Butler Morrick for more. If you encounter any emergencies, use this message scroll."

"Lady Havil is so generous." Hyde praised her with delight. Who wouldn't like a god who gives gold coins to his followers?

“Hey…” Marilyn took the small bag and scroll that Ella handed her.

"What's wrong?"

“I thought… there would be some kind of ritual or formation…” Marilyn held the text message scroll, “I didn’t expect it to be a text message scroll…”

Marilyn's feeling was roughly as subtle as God patting a believer on the shoulder and saying, "Call me if you need anything."

“After all, I have a physical form.” Ella waved goodbye to the three of them. There were three of them because Wengerman was still unconscious. “But Miss Marilyn, what you said makes sense. I’ll think about a similar magic circle when I get back.”

Actually, there is such a magic circle in the contract spell derivatives of Ella's evil god skill tree, but the conditions are blood sacrifice and self-harm, which doesn't feel right and affects her image.

After giving her instructions, Ella mounted her horse and rode back towards the sanctuary.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Improvement of the Magic Array

The next day.

The sanctuary, the great library.

Freya was flipping through the dossier that recorded the church's interrogation of Ella a few days ago using the Proverbs of Lie Detection.

The position of Holy Maiden of Light, the goal she had strived for for many years, was inexplicably taken by a notorious heiress who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Anyone would find it hard to accept.

Nowadays, even the title of "candidate saintess" for Freya is circulating among the young disciples of the Holy Temple, and even someone as strong as her is somewhat confused.

In order to calm down, she came to the Great Archives to be alone. Coincidentally, the files on the matters of the sanctuary from a few days ago were being put into the archives, so she couldn't help but dig out the information related to Ella.

But just looking at it made her feel quite surprised.

The records state that what determined Ella's status as the Holy Maiden of Light was the coronation performed by the six-winged angel in the main hall of the ceremony, and the presence of the Holy Mark of the God of Light. Both of these events were witnessed and verified by the elders, making it impossible for them to be faked.

However, each chosen one of the Light Gods has an affinity for the Holy attribute that surpasses everyone else, making them an absolutely overwhelming talent in the field of Holy Light magic.

However, during the spiritual quality test, Ella's affinity for the Holy attribute was only "above average".

Her level was "above average," not to mention Freya's "Saint-rank" aptitude, she couldn't even compare to some talented clergy members of her generation.

Furthermore, after observing Ayla in the training room for the past two days, it's not that she's completely clueless about Holy Light magic; it's just that her performance is truly mediocre. In the practical healing exercise, only the sapling Ayla was handling was completely beyond saving; it even withered away due to the prolonged delay.

Even with all her might, Ella could only manage to produce a tiny bit of light at her fingertips. For a complete novice who had never learned any holy light magic, producing even a tiny bit of holy light was quite impressive, but this was the Holy Maiden of Light.

Claiming to be divinely chosen, after learning holy light magic for two days, he can only emit holy light the size of a fingernail. His skill level is extremely poor.

Moreover... there's another very strange point: Ella's personality and image don't match the rumors circulating in the aristocratic circles.

Even if her current appearance is a deliberate disguise after becoming a saintess, Ella was not yet a saintess during the interrogation by the Proverb of Lies. However, her behavior on the last question clearly showed that she was deeply in love with her butler and did not hesitate to lie, thus incurring the punishment of the Holy Light. Could this be the same person as the infamous duke's daughter?

Her intuition told her that there was definitely something wrong with Ella's performance.

After the angel's coronation, the high priest and the elders of the sanctuary intentionally or unintentionally ignored the issue. Moreover, since most people believed it, if Freya deliberately pursued the matter, she would only be labeled as a "can't-lose candidate saintess."

She needs more clues.

Freya continued flipping through the files and came across a record of the Dark Shepherd's Cult God summoning ritual.

As she read the information above, she gradually sensed that a huge conspiracy was brewing in the shadows.

……

The scenery was beautiful, and the sky was clear.

In the sanctuary's meditation room, a girl with fiery red hair was tugging at the sleeve of another silver-haired girl, her expression a mixture of amusement and helplessness.

"Your Holiness, wake up! It's wrong to sleep in class."

"Ah...I...I just have a stomachache." Ella, still half-asleep, glanced at the clergymen looking around and could only say, clutching her stomach.

“That excuse was already used yesterday, Your Grace…” Pastor Chloe couldn’t help but laugh as she looked at Ella’s feigned sorrowful face.

After two days of studying, Ella finally couldn't bear the torment of attending classes any longer.

It's so boring. They either keep repeating the same broken doctrines of the God of Light, or they keep dissecting the same few holy light spells that they've talked about countless times.

She couldn't learn those holy light spells yet; once she put them into her skill panel, they all turned into evil god spells.

In the practical classes, she had to work her butt off to squeeze out a little bit of holy light. If it weren't for the high priest's verification and certification, Ella would have thought that her holy mark was drawn by an angel with a ballpoint pen just to play a trick on her.

Teacher Boss's monotone voice was more hypnotic than the ancient god infant of Naliangqiu Village, and there was absolutely no way to resist it with willpower.

If Ella focuses on watching what's happening on Ye Xiao's side through the soul link, she can't help but doze off.