The Villain Saint is my secondary account

As the silver-haired girl in a pure white dress stepped onto the judge's platform, all eyes turned to her.

With a thud of the gavel, the bustling courtroom fell silent. On the high platform, the high priest, his expression solemn, looked down upon the crowd, and his deep, resonant voice rang out:

"Ella Hayville, daughter of the Duke of Hayville, are you ready to face trial?"

Chapter Four Trial

"I... am ready."

Having been through many battles in her past life, Ella was not intimidated by this scene, but being well-versed in the ways of the Sixth Prince, she still appropriately showed some of the nervousness that a young girl should have.

“Very well.” The high priest opened the book in his hand. “Then, Miss Havil, in the presence of the God of Light, please recite the following prayer with me.”

“I, Ella Hevil, daughter of Duke Hevil of the Loren Empire, swear before the Father of Gods, the God of Light, in the name of the Holy Light, that everything I say from this moment forward is the truth, without a trace of falsehood.”

As the words fell, a gentle golden light descended from the scepter held high by the statue of the God of Light in the courtroom, enveloping the area about half a meter in diameter where Ella stood.

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

Wow, a super lie detector…

Ella finished reciting the last sentence with a bitter expression. As a noblewoman, she remembered the procedures of the Inquisition, but the Temple of Lie Detection, which consumed divine power, was not usually used lightly. Before coming here, she prayed to the heavens that she would be lucky and not be subjected to this trick.

Unfortunately, it seems that heaven did not hear her voice. After all, it was the voice of an evil god; what righteous god would listen to such a thing?

Moreover, this incident reveals something else: the Church is more suspicious of her than she anticipated.

She silently recited the system's name, and sure enough, a special buff appeared on her character panel.

[Words of wisdom for detecting lies: You are bathed in the holy light of judgment; if you utter a lie, you will be punished by the holy light.]

Meanwhile, whispers broke out among the jurors.

"Hiss... They actually used the Lie Detection Proverb." "Such strict treatment... this duke's daughter is probably a bit problematic." "I remember last time in court, someone who lied had half their face burned off by holy light..."

Okay, thank you for the commentary from the audience, but please, just shut up already.

Ella was in a bad mood. She wished she could be like she was on Earth, where she could hire a lawyer and simply say, "I have the right to remain silent until my lawyer arrives."

"So, my first question, Miss Havil, is you a follower of the 'Dark Shepherds' order?"

“I am not a follower of the ‘Hermits of Darkness’.”

"I am the god they worship, how can I be considered a believer?" Ella thought.

The holy light remained gentle, and nothing happened.

It seems I've gotten away with it. Although I don't know the principle behind it, it seems that the lie-detecting proverb only judges whether the language is "true," and has no effect on the nature of the object being identified.

"So, my second question is, do you have any contact with members of the 'Dark Shepherds'?"

If the question is about the authenticity of "language," then as long as one pays attention to one's own "statements," there should be ways to circumvent this problem.

“I have not contacted any members of the ‘Dark Shepherds’.”

Ella gambled on the accuracy of the Holy Light's judgment, because she always had her butler Dean contact the "Dark Shepherds" indirectly, but it couldn't be considered that she contacted them herself.

The holy light trembled, startling Ella so much that she broke out in a cold sweat, but thankfully nothing happened.

Hmph, do you even understand the value of being in the top ten in the city's mock Chinese exam?

Ella puffed out her unremarkable chest.

"Very well, then one last question: did you participate in organizing yesterday's 'Dark Shepherd's' evil god summoning ritual?"

Oh no... this problem is going to be a disaster.

Ella's lips trembled slightly. As far as the summoning ritual was concerned, she had handled it entirely herself. In her memory, the magic circle and the medium on the ground were all made by her personally.

Although theoretically it was done by the evil Ella of the past, the debt has now been settled on her.

In any case, she could not sever her connection with the summoning ritual. More importantly, the priest asked whether she was involved in organizing it, which involved subjective initiative. If she answered "yes," she would confirm that she had subjectively orchestrated the ritual.

If she answers "no," she will be brutally beaten by holy light.

That's despicable, so insidious.

Seeing Ella suddenly fall silent, the crowd in the courtroom began to stir.

"What's going on? Why isn't she answering?" "Will there be a problem?" "I've heard that the Duke's daughter doesn't have a very good reputation..."

"quiet!"

The high priest struck his wooden mallet. "Ella Haviell, I'll ask you one more time: did you participate in organizing yesterday's evil god summoning ritual?"

Her mind raced, and in a flash, Ella suddenly realized a possible way to break the deadlock.

Ella took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and then shouted:

"Yes...it was me! I orchestrated the summoning ritual myself, and my butler Dean is innocent!"

As she spoke, a few glistening tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The crowd erupted in uproar, and the two Templar Knights behind Ella immediately gripped their halberds tightly.

"If it weren't for the Second Prince listening to slander and breaking off the engagement, I..."

Ella gripped the handrail tightly, her face filled with resentment, but before she could finish speaking, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky, carrying intense heat and striking her.

"Ah!!!" The girl, scorched by the holy light, screamed in agony. Duke Hevil, witnessing this from the jury, jumped to her feet, her face filled with panic. "My daughter!!!"

The sudden turn of events caught everyone in the sanctuary off guard. The high priest hurriedly chanted a spell to stop the Holy Light of Proverbs, and several senior priests rushed onto the judgment platform, unleashing a spell of light to calm the raging holy fire.

After a flurry of activity, Ella, who had been burned, was carried away from the judgment seat by a priest, and the people in the courtroom were now in a chaotic mess, talking all at once.

"What happened? Why did the Holy Light suddenly descend with judgment?" "Who is that Dean?" "She lied. The God of Light punished her for lying."

"A lie? Doesn't that mean she didn't organize the summoning ritual?"

"Silence, silence!" The high priest struck the gavel again, and once the courtroom fell silent once more, he turned to his assistant and asked, "Is Dean the boy who was arrested at the ceremony last night?"

“Yes, Your Highness, the boy attempted to take the Duke’s daughter hostage and escape, but was apprehended by the Templar Knights,” the assistant said, adjusting his glasses.

"Hmm..." The high priest looked at the documents spread out on the table, which included crystal photos of yesterday's arrest scene.

"The Duke's daughter is on good terms with this Dean?"

"Dean is Miss Heville's butler, and even at the academy, the two are almost inseparable."

"Hmm..." The high priest stroked his white beard.

On the surface, it seems that Ella Hayville was ultimately judged for protecting Dean by claiming that she was the one who organized the ritual. However, in retrospect, the Holy Light's judgment actually shows that she lied and that she did not actually participate in organizing the summoning ritual.

But for some reason, the high priest felt that the plot was not so simple.

"High Priest." Seeing that the High Priest remained silent, Duke Heville could no longer sit still, her brows furrowed. "You have also seen the judgment made by the God of Light. I admit that I have neglected to discipline my daughter, which has led her to speak so recklessly. But she is not the one who initiated the summoning ritual."

"Indeed." The High Priest could not deny this; the judgment of the Holy Light had become the most powerful evidence.

"But just in case, the Sanctuary will still conduct a spiritual quality test on Miss Havil. If Miss Havil passes the test, then the Sanctuary will determine that Ella Havil is not related to the evil god's ritual."

"High Priest..." Duke Hevil was about to speak, but the High Priest struck the wooden mallet again, his voice leaving no room for argument:

"Adjourn the court!"

Chapter Five: Coronation

In the treatment room, Ella, barely catching her breath, covered her face as the attending nun informed her of the inquisition's final verdict. Her voice trembled with tears as she said, "No...take me away, Dean, Dean is innocent..."

“Miss Heville,” the nun said with concern, “you mustn’t say that anymore. Here, you should rest first, and I’ll go get you some food.”

Only after watching the nun leave the treatment room did Ella finally relax and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ouch...that damned holy light..."

All of this was obviously a ruse by Ella. It was clear that since the Holy Light would judge all lies, as long as one lied about unimportant parts of a statement, the judgment of the Holy Light would mislead people into thinking that the important parts of the statement were lies.

Dean did help out during the summoning ritual, so he wasn't entirely innocent.

Regardless, she had finally passed the trial court. She had taken a gamble, betting that the Holy Light wouldn't burn her to ashes. After all, she remembered someone in the audience saying that "someone had half their face burned off after being judged by the Holy Light." Although it sounded horrific, it actually showed that the Holy Light wouldn't kill liars outright.

However, she was still somewhat worried at that moment, wondering if her true form as an evil god would be directly countered by that thing and evaporate instantly. But she figured she might as well face the consequences, since she was going to be burned by the holy light anyway, so she could only choose a way with the best possible long-term effects and grit her teeth to endure the burning. If she really died, she could only blame her bad luck.

Fortunately, her evil god constitution was not that fragile.

"Ella! How are you?"

As Ella was pondering this, the door to the treatment room suddenly opened.

It turned out to be Duke and Duchess Heville. The two looked worried and went straight to Ella's bed as soon as they entered.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Ella calmed her breathing and quickly considered how to face these adoptive parents.

Parents know their children best, and even the slightest difference in their behavior can be noticed.

But before she could even speak, Mrs. Havil gave her a bear hug and shoved her face into her arms.

"Oh, my precious daughter," Mrs. Havilé cried, her emotions running high as she held Ella tightly, tears streaming down her face, as if she had just found her long-lost child. "You've suffered so much, you've suffered so much... Waaah..."

Oh no, face wash... wait... help... I can't breathe...

Ella clearly inherited her mother's beauty. Although Lady Havil, with her silver hair tied up, was already a mother, she still had skin as white and firm as mutton fat, and her figure was more voluptuous and unique, resembling a larger version of a saint with a more mature temperament.

Duke Hevil restrained himself slightly, only gently stroking Ella's head, his brow furrowing as he looked at the burn marks from the holy light on her shoulder. "Daughter, are you alright? The sanctuary will be conducting another spiritual quality test on you later..."

Spirituality detection? Bad…

Ella sensed something was wrong. The spirit quality test was used to examine the composition of the mana pool to determine mana aptitude, and it could also be used to check whether the subject had any traces of dark magic.

She had absolutely no confidence that her body, which was constantly sprouting tentacles, would pass the test.

"Why bother with the testing? Don't those people in the Holy Temple have brains? Ella is clearly a victim! Waaah, she's so young, and she was harmed by the Dark Cult. How deep will the trauma be for my child..."

It wasn't to the point of being mutilated... wait, it seems like he was murdered, his soul was taken away...

“Lola, the testing is for the child’s sake,” the Duke said earnestly. “If the Dark Cult has left any dark magic on her, the spiritual energy test can detect it.”

"What?? That won't do, darling, we need to get tested right now."

Can you be a little firmer in your stance, Mother?

Ella wanted to cry but had no tears.

……

Ten minutes later, Ella arrived at the ceremonial hall, escorted by nuns and Templars.

The seats outside the main hall were full of spectators, and the nobles of Loren were full of curiosity about whether the duke's daughter was involved in dark magic.

“Miss Heville, this way please.” The elder in charge of the examination looked at Ella with a kind smile. “There’s no need to be so nervous. The examination will be over soon.”

“Hoo…” Ella took a deep breath, stood on the ceremonial platform, and began to look around at her surroundings out of the corner of her eye.

She had already checked her evil god skill tree panel and was ready to break through at any time.

First, use "Profane Whispers" to smear the old man's face and distract him, then use "Shadow Barrier" to block the four Templars' view...

“Then, Miss Havil, the spiritual quality testing ceremony is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves.” The elder of the Holy Temple raised the book in his hand. “I pray to the great God of Light, please grant me the power of holy light.”

A soft light fell on Ella, and at the same time, the magic circle engraved on the ground beneath her began to rotate.

"In the name of the Holy Light, I will reveal the source to which this girl's spiritual sea belongs."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder of the temple placed his other hand on Ella's shoulder.

The dense runes on the magic circle seemed to come alive, and streams of blue water appeared out of thin air, wrapping around Ella.

“Water affinity.” The elder nodded with a smile. “There is no trace of dark magic.”

"Phew—" Ella breathed a sigh of relief. It seems the evil god does have some skill after all.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst forth from between the runes, almost blinding Ella.

"...Huh, there's also...holy affinity?" The elder was taken aback, then said, "Miss Heville, do you have the aptitude to learn holy light magic? Would you like to come to the Holy Temple for further studies?"

"Um, please allow me to consider it."

What a joke! Ella is not the great demon saintess from her previous life, so arrogant as to commit evil deeds against the God of Light. She would rather stay as far away from the Sanctuary as possible.

But then again, aren't saintesses chosen by the gods? How could the God of Light have chosen an evil god as his saintess back then...?

"clang"

A melodious bell rang out, and a milky white beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, landing on Ella's head.