The Villain Saint is my secondary account

“Sir, the one he asked about is the winner of last week’s beast fighting arena,” Tuta swallowed. “Abbott Phil defeated the Black Mountain Bear, the beast that defended the arena last week, after being injected with a potion from the Engineering Society. He was probably taken away by them.”

"Oh, what a coincidence." The girl nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience outside the observation deck erupted in a deafening roar of shouts and applause.

On the stage, the fierce and menacing scorpion lion let out a terrible howl as a large, metallic-looking right arm extended a sharp claw that pierced deep into the right chest of the enormous beast.

The pools of human blood scattered on the ground finally merged with the stench of the monster's blood. As if unwilling to be killed by insignificant humans, the manticore's eyes widened as it slowly collapsed to the ground.

The hulking Thompson pulled out his bloodied claws, his body covered in blood, and raised his arms high, roaring at the restless audience.

"So, this guy is the winner of this week?" Ye Xiao looked at Thompson on the stage and rubbed his chin.

This guy won; it seems he remembered what he said.

However, this also shows that this big guy does have some talent. After all, knowing the opponent's weakness is one thing, but successfully executing it is another.

"No," the girl said softly.

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, but saw the mantis lion on the arena, who should have died, suddenly straighten up. A metallic light shone on its bloodied chest, and the pierced wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a thick layer of steel armor had been added. Its eyes, which had not yet closed, also suddenly turned like glass beads.

By the time Thompson, who had his back to the manticore, reacted, it was too late. The howling claws tore the massive creature to shreds in an instant.

Sighs and roars echoed from the stands, but they were probably not mourning for poor Thompson, but rather hating the coins they had lost.

"The Industrial Engineering Society's technology has improved again," the girl commented briefly.

"What is the Industrial Manufacturing Society?" Ye Xiao asked, puzzled.

"If you're interested, just go and beat it and you'll find out." The girl pointed her slender finger at the manticore on the field. "Become the champion among the challengers, and the Crafts and Construction Society will naturally invite you."

Watching the scorpion lion swaggering around after its victory on the ring, Ye Xiao's lips twitched slightly. "That's really unnecessary."

Chapter Twenty-Four: Dangerous Deal

“That’s not something anyone can just do.” The girl clenched her fist and opened it, and a gold coin suddenly appeared in her palm. However, unlike the gold coins made by Loren that were printed with the lion crest, this gold coin was printed with a double-headed eagle. “You need a manager’s guarantee.”

“You’re investigating the Engineering Society, and I’m interested in it too,” she continued, her voice possessing an alluring magic, unlike Tuta’s illusions, this was an enticement seemingly emanating from the soul. “Why don’t we make a deal?”

“I can act as your manager and apply for your playing time,” the girl said, flicking the gold coin in her hand toward Ye Xiao with her thumb.

Ye Xiao really didn't want to take the strange gold coin, but she still opened her hand and grabbed it.

[Trigger Quest: Beast Fighting Champion]

[Mission Briefing: As the challenger, defeat the monsters in the Imperial City's underground arena]

[Task Difficulty: Extremely Difficult]

[Quest Rewards: 2000 Gold, 1400 Universal Points, Mammon's Crown, 1000 Underground Arena Reputation, 1000 Sin Society Reputation]

"Defeat that monster, and you'll know what you want to know, and I'll know what I want to know. A perfect win-win deal, isn't it?"

"That sounds nice," Ye Xiao said, not entirely convinced. "You just want me to work for you, don't you?"

“So I paid you as well.” The girl wasn’t upset about Ye Xiao’s refusal. “What you’re holding is my spirit contract.”

Spirit Pact? This thing...

Ye Xiao looked at the double-headed eagle gold coin in his hand and was startled.

[Item: Mammon's Crown]

[Description: This item allows one to wield the authority of the Witch of Greed, apply all contract spells to Mammon, and also serves as a symbol of her familiars.]

Holy crap, the authority of a false god...

Ye Xiao had heard of the name Greedy Witch. In his previous life, in the sorcerer-player society known as the "Society of Original Sin," one of the high-ranking beings they served was called the Greedy Witch.

He didn't know any more details. This notorious but secretive player association was mostly known for its peripheral player groups sacrificing city-states or for having their shadows behind certain events.

But it is said that in the final battle against the blasphemous witch, the rebels even sought the assistance of this mysterious society.

Ye Xiao didn't know exactly what kind of assistance they provided, but as a villainous organization that wasn't wiped out by the blasphemous witch and ended up joining the crusade, they must have some prestige.

If Ye Xiao were just an ordinary player, he could ascend to the top in one step by taking this gold coin and directly become the chosen one of the God of Greed, doing whatever he wanted.

But... Ye Xiao already has an older brother above him, even though this older brother is his alt account, he doesn't need contracts with other gods - "Ragnarok" and "Witch of the End" are not as prestigious as the name "Greedy Witch"!

Everything comes at a price, especially a gift from a demon god.

In order to win over this olive branch that has been extended, there's no guarantee that accepting it won't turn it into a collar around your neck.

“You’re right, I do want to explore this strange crafts society.” Ye Xiao handed the gold coin back to the girl. “I can accept the trade, but I’ll pass on this gold coin.”

"..." Seemingly surprised that Ye Xiao chose to return the gold coins, the girl was stunned for a moment, but then she seemed to understand something, "You... have a deity to serve?"

Ye Xiao shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

“But I don’t see any divine blessing in you… You are not His chosen one, not even a high-ranking member of His retinue.”

Huh? I seem to remember my position on the believer panel was "God's Favored Messenger"... But as for blessing... it seems I didn't actually ask Ella to give me any blessing.

And Ella's blessing... to be honest, Ye Xiao didn't want tentacles or anything like that growing on his body; just imagining the scene made him shudder.

"Well, it seems I didn't receive any blessings." Ye Xiao readily admitted.

"Even so, you still choose to serve Him?" The girl seemed somewhat incredulous. She did not take the gold coins, but instead brought her masked face closer. "I have always felt that it is quite shameful for a deity to flaunt his status... but my power is greater than you can imagine."

No matter how strong you are, I would never let myself be betrayed.

Ye Xiao was speechless, but he figured he had to find a reason, otherwise this guy probably wouldn't let it go.

“Hmm…she’s very beautiful, so I chose to be with her,” Ye Xiao replied. “As for you, I don’t know. You’re wearing a mask, so who knows what you look like?”

This answer didn't seem perfect, because the greedy witch in front of her was stunned.

She probably never expected there to be such a bizarre reason.

The air fell silent for a moment, an awkward silence.

Ye Xiao coughed twice and handed the gold coins to the girl's outstretched hand: "Then, the deal is done. But I have some things to do today, so I'll come back tomorrow."

Seeing that the girl didn't react, he tentatively stood up, jogged back to the door of the private room, politely waved, opened the door, and went out.

"Wait, you..." The girl finally came to her senses. As a demon god, how could she swallow this insult!

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the private room, which was about to close, stopped.

Ye Xiao opened the door, smiled apologetically at the girl on the sofa, then ran to the black-robed sorcerer Tuta who was lying on the ground, grabbed the sorcerer's heel and shook him violently.

"I almost forgot, give me back my money!"

After collecting the scattered gold coins, Ye Xiao stood up, waved, and slipped out the door.

This whole thing was so surreal that the girl was stunned for a moment.

"Stop!!!!"

This is intolerable! The greedy witch jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door, but Ye Xiao had already disappeared.

……

Phew, how terrifying, demons and such.

After some twists and turns, Ye Xiao finally returned to the pink-hued hall of the Paradise Palace. Following the route, he found Freya and Cheshire's room and knocked on the door.

"Open the door, room check!"

His response was, of course, silence.

He couldn't help but knock on the door again, and after a while, he saw the door slightly open.

Freya, her eyes still sleepy and her long, golden curls cascading down to her waist, yawned as she peeked at Ye Xiao through the crack in the door. "You're back."

"What? 'You're back?' Holy crap, you're really sleeping here?!" Ye Xiaoren was shocked. "We should get out of here, sister!"

"Ah..." Freya seemed to realize something, her face flushed slightly, and then she slammed the door shut.

"Hey, what's going on? Hey!"

Chapter Twenty-Five: Freya's Analysis

After a while, the door was opened again, and Freya, dressed neatly, stood by the bed, while the succubus Chesia was curled up in the quilt, with a drop of drool at the corner of her mouth, looking like she was sleeping very soundly.

"It seems you two get along quite well." Ye Xiao walked in and took out a few silver coins, placing them on the bedside table.

"I just had a brief chat with her," Freya said, her voice regaining its cool tone. "She's a rather pitiful child."

"You, as a priest, actually sympathize with succubi?" Ye Xiao was slightly surprised.

"The Sanctuary... probably not." Freya glanced back at the pink-haired girl sleeping soundly. "It's just me."

"This is a bit unexpected. I see that your Holy Light cultivation level is not low, yet you would have such thoughts." Of course, Ye Xiao did not dare to say that he knew Freya directly. He knew Ella, but Ye Xiao should not know Freya's status in the Loren Sanctuary.

“The Sanctuary simply doesn’t care, and doesn’t consider them enemies.” Freya didn’t think much of it. “My Lord divides life into nine classes, and succubi are not in the class that must be eliminated as enemies. Although they are also ‘demons,’ they are very different from true demons in terms of bloodline.”

“I thought that from your perspective, you would slaughter even those with a single drop of impure blood.” Ye Xiao tried to imitate the Templars he had encountered before, “If you saw a cat with only goblin blood, you would shout ‘Holy Light, this enemy is worth fighting’ and then rush up to chase and kill the cat.”

“There are such cases,” Freya did not deny, “but the faction to which the Loren Sanctuary belongs advocates indifference rather than killing.”

"Are there different factions within the Holy Temple?" Ye Xiao seemed to have sensed something interesting.

However, Freya did not intend to explain this, but changed the subject, "What did you find after entering the inner sect?"

Ye Xiao shrugged and told him everything that had happened.

There's a lot I need Freya to answer, and there's nothing I need to deliberately hide.

"Able to directly summon and command demons, and claiming to be a god..." Freya frowned. "We must inform the Holy Temple. Such a person is beyond our ability to handle."

Ye Xiao picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. He was a little thirsty after talking so much. "To be honest, that guy seems just as relaxed in the capital as he does at home. Did you guys really not know about him before?"

Freya instinctively wanted to retort, but suddenly seemed to think of something, and her mouth just opened but didn't make a sound.

Just as Ye Xiao said, did High Priest Evans and the other elders really not know that there was a demon god in the imperial city? Or even... was there really only one demon god in the imperial city?

And that bizarre Engineering Society, which stitches life together with alchemical machinery to achieve the ability to bring the dead back to life and defy the laws of nature—did the High Priest not know about this?

Even a group of adventurers could easily follow the clues, so why didn't the Holy Temple, whose influence spanned the entire continent, have any information about it?

Before those conversations, Freya would have firmly demanded that the Holy Temple launch a campaign against the Demon God, but now... she hesitated.

She was lost in confusion, wondering if her faith was not strong enough, or if she was not steadfast enough in her belief in the sanctuary. She doubted the chosen saintess of the God of Light, and she doubted the actions of the high priest... So what could she still trust?

Seeing Freya's appearance, Ye Xiao sensed that something was amiss. "Actually, I've always wanted to ask, most of the investigators or judges of the Holy Temple act in large groups, so why are you running around alone? I can tell from your Holy Light magic level that your position must be quite high, not like an ordinary investigator."

Ye Xiao was also puzzled. Freya was, after all, a candidate for saintess. Even if she lost her position as saintess, there was no reason for her to be sent by the Holy Temple to act alone like a lone wolf.

Freya was speechless. She didn't know how to answer Ye Xiao. To her, this guy was just a stranger adventurer she happened to be working with on an investigation. What could she possibly tell him?

Seeing the girl fall silent, Ye Xiao wondered if there was something she couldn't say but had something difficult to tell, so he didn't press her further. Instead, he asked a different question: "Or could you tell me your speculations about that demon god and the Craftsmanship Society? There shouldn't be anything you can't tell me about those two things, right?"

“I didn’t mean to hide it, but I myself… never mind.” Freya glanced at the sleeping Cheshire, murmured, and with a wave of her hand, a golden magic circle opened between her and Ye Xiao, enveloping them. “Just in case, let’s build a soundproofing magic circle first.”

This seemingly simple magic circle had an unusually complex structure and incantations. Ye Xiao observed it for a long time before he could roughly recognize that it was a soundproof magic circle that had been modified with holy light and was used to ascend a ring.

This kind of effortless use of high-level holy light spells seems absurd no matter how many times you watch it. The God of Light didn't choose this person as the saintess, but instead chose Ella, a genius who almost grew tentacles just to accumulate a little holy light. Even he himself found it strange.

"The double-headed eagle you mentioned should be the image of Mammon, one of the seven demon gods of Hell," Freya said casually, drawing a golden light that gathered in mid-air to form an image identical to the double-headed eagle Ye Xiao had seen before. "It symbolizes the embodiment of treasure and greed, and already belongs to the category of original sin demons."

"If it really is Him, even if it is just an avatar projected into the present world... it is a threat to the entire imperial city."

"Can a single avatar destroy a city?" Ye Xiao murmured. Even Ella, who now possesses three divine powers, doesn't know if she has that kind of strength. However, she is still in her developmental stage, with few believers and none of her divine powers are fully developed yet.

“Even if the entire Loren Sanctuary were to be used, they might not be a match,” Freya sighed. “Now that I think about it, the idea of ​​launching this attack seems a bit ill-considered. If a real war breaks out, it will cause widespread death and destruction, and the outcome will certainly not be good.”

"Well, your ability to reflect on your actions is already better than most of the clergy I know," Ye Xiao nodded approvingly.

"Hmph, I don't need your approval."

"Alright, alright, please continue, Your Excellency."

“Mammon didn’t explicitly state his purpose, but judging from his actions of having his subordinates distribute statues to gamblers, it should be equivalent to spreading his faith,” Freya continued her analysis.

"So, they didn't seem to have done anything wrong."

"...Isn't this considered doing something bad?" Freya's eyes widened. "This kind of sinful belief erodes people's souls and spirits, and it will lure more and more people into the abyss of greed."

"They were all gambling addicts to begin with. Would they stop gambling without Mamon?" Ye Xiao said dismissively. "Mamon just gave them another reason to get deeper and deeper into gambling."

"How can you say that? They could have been saved."

"The sermon divides life into nine classes. Does this mean gamblers fall under the redemption scope of the God of Light?"