The Villain Saint is my secondary account

It's now noon, and the next competition will be scheduled for the afternoon, giving all the candidates some time to rest.

Ella is trying to persuade Freya to enroll with her, because Freya has already received training from the high-ranking members of the Holy Temple and has a good understanding of the ins and outs of political history, so Ella wants to bring her in to help.

Apart from that, there's nothing particularly noteworthy happening on the other side for the time being.

Although the academy opens its training grounds for entrance exams, other areas of the academy remain inaccessible to outsiders.

Therefore, Ye Xiao originally planned to go out to find a place to eat, but unexpectedly, the Player Alliance sent another message.

[Sake Peach Blossom: You've worked hard. If you need a meal during your lunch break, you can come to the tavern where we met before and get it for free.]

[Late-night snack: Okay, Peach Blossom Bro, give me one.]

Not bad, there are even boxed lunches. They've really become extras here.

Ye Xiao smiled and left the training ground with the cat.

He left with a flourish, while Andrew, the chief examiner who was overseeing the exam records in the training field, was dumbfounded.

"He...he even defeated the exam support group?"

“Yes…yes, sir.” The professor’s female student assistant, Witt, remained meek and submissive.

"He didn't use any cheating methods?"

"The examiner was watching the whole time, and he didn't use any cheating methods... As for the cat he brought..."

What's wrong with that cat?

"...That cat was a complete burden."

"By the God of Light, what the hell?" Andrew grabbed his slicked-back, short, curly hair, his brow furrowed. "Who is the opponent assigned to him as a fellow examinee? Isn't their strength a bit too low?"

“You…you said before that you wanted to find someone more capable, so the person you arranged was…Miss Femihill.”

"Huh???" Andrew was genuinely stunned this time. "The princess who studied abroad with Aslan... couldn't beat him???"

"To be precise, it wasn't that he couldn't beat them..." the assistant said weakly, his lips pursed, uttering the shocking words, "...he had absolutely no chance to fight back...he was kicked off the stage..."

Chapter Thirty: A Twist of Fate

Inside the tavern, Ye Xiao was still chatting with "Qingjiu Taohua" and a small group of fellow players who had taken the exam together.

"Thank you all for your hard work. How did your battles go this morning?" The foreman of the comrades-in-arms group actually ordered a nice meal for the players who came. "Besides the few we need to help get into the academy, if you think you have the ability to enter the academy, you can also seek some help from the alliance. Although we can't give you the same full support as those big shots, we will try our best to help if we can."

These words had a hint of being from a hometown business. Ye Xiao smiled and said, "Although the salary isn't much and you often have to work overtime, we care about you a lot."

"Hahaha, you flatter me, Master Qingjiu," a player from a small guild said with a cupped hand. "It's already pretty good that we can win one or two matches. It's a pity we can't eliminate stronger opponents for the big shots above us."

Offering a compliment and expressing that you've done your best won't hurt you; players in small guilds also have their own rhetoric.

"Oh, no, no, I'm nothing special. I'm just relaying a message from above. Everyone has worked hard, so hurry up and eat and get some rest." Peach Blossom waved his hand, indicating that everyone didn't need to be so polite.

The meal made Ye Xiao feel as warm as if he had returned to his hometown, which was quite rare.

Unfortunately, the dish was still pork chops sprinkled with fennel leaves, buttered bread, and brown sugar vinegar sauce. Although it wasn't exactly a sparse meal, the flavors just didn't quite match.

"By the way, I just received news that in the one-on-one competition, we might be arranged to have some exceptionally strong opponents selected from within the academy, internally known as the 'exam-accompanying team'," Peach Blossom Brother said while eating. "These opponents are extremely strong, and regular admission candidates basically have no chance of defeating them. They are mainly arranged to test candidates whose strength the examiners are unsure of. If you lose, it may just be because you encountered such opponents, so don't take it too seriously."

"Hey, this must be for those exceptionally talented candidates. How could we possibly encounter such an opponent? Hahahaha."

"Don't underestimate yourselves, who knows, hahaha." Peach Blossom Bro naturally didn't think that the group of working players in front of him would encounter someone accompanying them to take the exam. He shared this inside information partly to show off his guild's excellent intelligence-gathering capabilities, and partly to find something to chat about.

But though the speaker meant no harm, the listener took it to heart; Ye Xiao's hand trembled as she heard this.

Holy crap, what a coincidence!

He felt that the opponent in the second round seemed to be quite different in strength from the other candidates, but it was just a feeling.

Just like in the online games I used to play on Earth, if you stand at the Grandmaster level and look at Platinum I and Platinum III, you can roughly tell that one of them is stronger, but it's really hard to say exactly how much stronger.

After all, in his view, they were all pretty much the same.

"Under what circumstances would you encounter such an opponent?" Ye Xiao asked, expressing his question.

After all, if he kicks someone out in the second round, then he's just a substitute test-taker, and that might be a bit odd.

"Hmm?" "Qingjiu Taohua" was a little surprised that this cat-carrying player, who had been quietly eating, would suddenly speak up, so he joked, "Wow, a hidden master? Usually, if you get two wins in a row very easily, you'll run into one in the third game. Did you run into one?"

Is there a chance of meeting them in the second round?

"You're overthinking it. Lots of people win a single test, why would they specifically arrange to accompany the test takers?" Peach Blossom Brother waved his hand with a smile.

"Oh." Ye Xiao nodded. It seemed that wasn't the case; he had only won two games.

However, you should be careful going forward. You played too casually before and didn't consider this possibility, so you might get nerfed.

We need to observe the third session later. If it's someone accompanying a test taker, we should let them pass to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble.

While Ye Xiao was still deep in thought, over at the training ground, the chief examiner Andrew was also racking his brains for him.

“I understand now. This person is probably a spy or a member of a secret cult,” Andrew finally concluded after careful analysis. “He deliberately used an unrecognizable technique to defeat his opponent, hoping to sneak into the academy in this way.”

"Witt, get me a copy of this candidate's written exam paper." The curly-haired young professor had a flash of inspiration and quickly scribbled something on the parchment. "Just by looking at his answers, we can basically draw a conclusion. Quickly hand over this analysis report I wrote to the dean and see if we can get some manpower from the Imperial Guard to help capture this guy...Witt, why did you give me a blank sheet of paper?"

Andrew stared blankly for a moment at the paper that Witt handed him, which was cleaner than his clean-shaven face.

“It’s not a blank sheet of paper, sir… His signature is in the bottom right corner.”

Andrew looked down and saw that several crooked Loren letters spelled out the word "Ye Xiao".

The candidate's handwriting was as elegant and free as his exam paper.

The chief examiner silently placed Ye Xiao's blank paper on the table, rubbed his eyes, and then tore his own spy discovery report, which he had just been writing furiously, in half.

"Um... no need for that, sir. Perhaps this is just one of his infiltration methods."

“Sometimes I really don’t know if you’re being sarcastic, Witt,” Andrew tossed the crumpled report into the basket beside him. “You’re trying to sneak in by submitting a blank paper, aren’t you? To avoid revealing your lack of knowledge and get a zero?”

“No… sir… that’s not what I meant…” Witt replied weakly.

"Alright, alright, come with me to take a look in a bit," Andrew said, his scalp tingling. "I need to see what this little brat is up to."

……

After finishing his meal and taking a short nap, Ye Xiao stretched and returned to the training ground.

The golden retriever on his shoulder was also yawning, and both of them looked tired and like they hadn't had enough sleep.

"Hmm? Why does it feel like there are more people?" Ye Xiao was quick to notice the unusual situation.

There seemed to be a lot more people in the stands than in the morning, and there were even quite a few students in college uniforms wandering around.

Ella hadn't enrolled yet, so Ye Xiao naturally didn't know that the rumor that "a regular student kicked the High Mountain Swordswoman from Aslan away" had already spread among the students.

However, it didn't matter if there were many people, as it wouldn't affect his performance anyway... Thinking this, Ye Xiao suddenly spotted a familiar figure in the audience.

She was a girl wearing a burgundy school uniform dress, with golden curly hair cascading down to her waist, and the distinctive blue eyes of the Loren royal family adorning her fair and delicate face like jewels.

She strolled gracefully down the aisle, chatting and laughing with the trainees who were following her, while looking down at the spacious training field below the stands.

Standing at the entrance to the training ground, Ye Xiao's heart skipped a beat—Princess Skadi? What's she doing here?

Chapter Thirty-One: Mingyan

Are the members of the royal family really that free these days?

A big question mark appeared on Ye Xiao's forehead.

In his understanding, shouldn't these people be openly and covertly fighting each other in the academy now?

The eldest princess may be strolling around, but if she accidentally recognizes herself, things could get complicated.

However, it probably won't be that easy. Not to mention that he had disguised himself beforehand, the two of them had only met once. The princess is so busy with her affairs that she might not remember what he looks like.

Ye Xiao tried to calm his inexplicably uneasy heart with common sense, but just then, a cheerful shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Oh, could it be you?"

The voice was unfamiliar, but Ye Xiao still subconsciously turned around to confirm its source.

A handsome young man wearing a dark blue silk shirt, with a short, light-gold ponytail, stood with his hands on his hips, a healthy set of white teeth flashing in his smile. "Swordsman with a cat, I heard you're quite strong among this batch of examinees."

native?

Ye Xiao frowned slightly, grabbed Greta, who was dozing off from his shoulder, and tucked her into his collar. "I'm a mage, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Oh, is that so?" The young nobleman was taken aback. "Then I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." Ye Xiao nodded and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, something's not right!" The young man jogged up and grabbed Ye Xiao's shoulder. "You're clearly the only one here with a cat. How can you lie so easily without even breaking a sweat?!"

"You're mistaken." Ye Xiao felt a chill run down his spine as he noticed the people around him staring at him because of the guy's loud voice. "That was just my familiar. I've already deactivated it."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I saw you stuff it into your clothes with my own eyes! Hey, why are you running away? Listen to what others are saying!"

Ye Xiao, carrying bulging clothes, jogged into the crowd of examinees. He had no interest in paying attention to the clueless fool.

However, thanks to this guy's reminder, Ye Xiao decided to hide Greta.

But he didn't think too much about it. He figured that maybe winning a couple of games with a cat would give him some recognition among the test takers, but since everyone else was a noob, he wouldn't rise much higher.

After the lunch break, the exam arrangements began in earnest.

The time for the third match arrived quickly, but when Ye Xiao walked to the edge of the arena in Examination Hall No. 6, he found that there seemed to be many more spectators below the stage this time.

Even the people in the stands were looking this way, including the eldest princess whom he wanted to avoid at all costs.

No, these people wouldn't really come to see me, would they? Why?

Ye Xiao was completely baffled until he saw a female player gracefully jump and land on the other side of the arena.

Her long, straight black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her dark eyes were as clear as a pool, and her elegant face was like the bright moon.

"Sword Witch" Su Xiyun, in her previous life, was also a genius swordsman who could win the title of Saint.

Now Ye Xiao, who had been puzzled, finally understood why so many people came to watch; it turned out there was a star player among them.

Given Susie Yun's strength, she might have defeated some powerful opponents in the previous match, which attracted some people who like to watch the excitement.

He had foolishly thought these people were there to see him; he was just being delusional.

Ye Xiao awkwardly touched his chin, and casually glanced at Greta, who was expressing her dissatisfaction with her fists inside his clothes.

The little guy was still angry because Ye Xiao had suddenly grabbed him without prior notice.

"Both candidates, please prepare yourselves." The examiner's voice rang out from below the stage.

"Please give me your guidance." Su Xiyun greeted Ye Xiao with a simple bow.

"Ah, please guide me." Ye Xiao was a little flustered by this sudden Eastern greeting in this Western fantasy setting.

Susie Yun is a promising player with good skills, but her character is still unclear. I wonder if there's any way to test her.

Ye Xiao remembered that his real purpose was to find players that Ella would recruit later.

Furthermore, Su Xiyun is on the guaranteed admission list, so I have to be serious. If I lose too blatantly, it might cause others to be suspected by the academy.

Ye Xiao frowned, gripped the wooden sword with both hands, and bent his legs slightly, looking completely absorbed.

Seeing Ye Xiao's posture, the girl on the other side of the arena couldn't help but perk up.

Regardless, this is an opponent who has won two consecutive matches, and even a small mistake could lead to defeat.

At the same time, Andrew and Witt, the chief examiners wearing top hats, rushed to the ring and mingled with the crowd. Seeing the tense atmosphere on the stage, they smiled and nodded. "This guy's opponent this time has performed quite well in the first two matches. It seems he's serious and not completely like the carefree guy described in the records. Watch closely, Witt. I have a feeling this duel will be very exciting."

"Okay, sir."

Seeing that both sides had taken their stances, the examiner in the examination room raised one hand and shouted, "Ready, begin!"

The moment she finished speaking, Su Xiyun pushed off the floor, her body moving like a swallow in flight, transforming into a black silhouette and arriving in an instant.

With a tentative thrust of the wooden sword in his hand, it instantly pierced the air and struck the chest of the seemingly unsuspecting man.

The man was sent flying backward to the ground, the wooden sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a painful howl.

Wait a minute? This person really wasn't on guard!?

Su Xiyun was stunned, looking at Ye Xiao lying on the ground, she was at a loss for what to do.

Andrew, sitting in the audience, was completely stunned. He had just said that "it will be a wonderful fight," and Ye Xiao had been stabbed away by a sword.

What's going on? How come he didn't understand? Wasn't that sword strike just a test? Could there be some hidden meaning that even his swordsmanship professor couldn't see?