The Villain Saint is my secondary account

This is an unorthodox profession that involves making contracts with various chaotic creatures to obtain their power, a source of power that is clearly rejected by mainstream human society.

"You know quite a lot."

The hook-nosed surgeon looked in the direction of the voice, then his eyes lit up. "Hey, with your hair color, could I be so lucky as to have found a member of royalty?"

Femisil broke out in a cold sweat and gripped the longsword at his waist.

The fact that the other party did not stop even after knowing she was a member of the royal family clearly indicates that they are some kind of vicious and ruthless individuals.

Professor Rhodes, a master-level elemental mage, was defeated in the first exchange, and Femishier had no confidence in defeating him either.

The only hope... Femishire swallowed hard and shouted, "Everyone, grab your weapons! We have to hold out until the professor and the commander return!"

However, the black-robed sorcerer's smile grew even more sinister. "You won't have a chance. You're already mine."

He then opened his hands towards the group of students, and surging magic gathered in the three green flames, which then burst forth in the next moment.

However, the raging fire that was expected to devour these weak students did not appear. After the three flames floated out of the palm, they suddenly became extremely unstable and disappeared into the air with a "poof" after a few seconds.

"Ok?"

This scene was clearly unexpected for the black-robed sorcerer. His eyes widened, not understanding why his spell had suddenly become a dud.

But this rather comical scene did not ease the tension in the slightest among the trainees.

Although Femishire didn't understand what this guy was doing, the beads of sweat on her forehead showed that she dared not underestimate his methods.

The black-robed sorcerer, refusing to believe in evil, cast his spell again. This time, he even began chanting an incantation, "Great Demon King Protoss, your faithful servant begs for your power at this moment... Waaah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

He was astonished to discover that the power within his soul from the other side of the contract was rapidly diminishing.

"Why...why can't I sense my Lord's power anymore!??"

He clutched his chest, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He didn't notice the crack behind him suddenly tremble, and a hand emerged from it, grabbing the edge and forcefully tearing it open.

"Tsk, what the hell? Why did this brain-dead demon suddenly appear and try to eat me..."

Ye Xiao grumbled as he poked half his body out of the gap, and then he saw the astonished faces of a group of students, and the black-robed sorcerer's eyes that seemed to bulge out of their sockets.

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Magic Master

"You... damn it, what have you done?!"

Upon seeing Ye Xiao, the hook-nosed, black-robed sorcerer's hoarse voice trembled, "How did you get out of the Gates of Hell?!"

Meanwhile, Ye Xiao emerged from the crack and glanced at the group of bewildered students, including the particularly astonished Femi Hill. He immediately sensed something was wrong.

He looked back at the black-robed sorcerer and slowly said, "Ahem, you're a sorcerer? Don't be nervous, I just talked to your contracted demon and got him to agree to let me go."

"what?"

The black-robed sorcerer's lips twitched. "How could such a thing be?!"

"Of course it does. Don't you feel your power waning? That's because it has permission."

As Ye Xiao spoke, he stealthily moved closer to the black-robed sorcerer. "If you don't believe me, you can ask him now."

"Bullshit! My master would never be with you..."

The black-robed sorcerer naturally didn't believe this nonsense, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Ye Xiao suddenly raise his staff, and a fireball spell spun out from the tip of the staff.

The hook-nosed sorcerer never expected this person to be so insidious. One second he was talking and the next he suddenly attacked. He hurriedly activated his magic to block.

However, the magic within him became difficult to control due to the sudden death of his contracted partner, and he was unable to form an effective defensive barrier for the time being.

Fortunately, his two subordinates were still able to react and quickly summoned tentacles from their sleeves to meet the fireball.

"boom"

When the tentacles touched the fireball, a violent explosion occurred.

The blinding flames suddenly enveloped the group in the open space, but despite their imposing presence, their power was not great. Even though the hook-nosed sorcerer was engulfed by the flames, he only felt as if he had been burned by ordinary flames, and the magic power that should have been concentrated within him dissipated in all directions with the flying flames.

This was hardly any harm to their special bodies beneath the black robes.

"It was all a bluff!"

He looked displeased. His ability had suddenly failed, and witnessing the other party return from the gates of hell he had summoned made him overly suspicious.

Looking back now, although I don't know why my contract ability malfunctioned, how could the other party have come out of hell without paying any price?

This fireball, which hadn't even fully condensed its magic, was the best proof that the opponent was at their last gasp!

His mind raced, and he grew increasingly annoyed. Had he really been fooled by a mediocre mage?

But before he could make a move, a thick staff suddenly burst through the flames and swung violently at his forehead.

With a "whoosh".

Caught off guard, the black-robed sorcerer was struck by the club, his head nearly splitting open, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The two black-robed henchmen, their vision obscured by the flames, only then saw the leader fall to the ground with a single blow, and immediately released their tentacles to retaliate.

But even the incredibly fast tentacles that shot out and formed a net in the flames couldn't catch the ghostly figure.

A throwing knife silently passed through the gaps in the intertwined tentacles, and then Ye Xiao's figure appeared in front of the two dumbfounded sorcerers.

His staff danced so fast it was almost a blur, and in the blink of an eye, the heavy ironwood smashed the heads of the two sorcerers open with a single blow.

As the mountain wind blew by, the trainees only saw a dazzling flash of fire in the forest outside the camp. After the light pollution dissipated, they looked again and saw three black-robed sorcerers, their bodies charred, lying on the ground.

"call……"

Ye Xiao slowly emerged from the still-burning flames, his body surging with magical power, as if he had just released some kind of powerful magic.

"Children, I'm back. These guys have been defeated by my powerful magic."

Looking at the group of students who were still in shock, he cleared his throat and said.

The students looked at each other, and only after seeing that the three men in black were no longer moving did they finally show a relieved expression.

"Oh, thank God, we've survived!"

"My God, Professor Brandon, you are amazing!"

"As expected of the magic master invited by the academy, his magical skills are far beyond what these heretics can match..."

The oppressive atmosphere dissipated, replaced by cheers and jubilation at the relief of those who had survived the ordeal.

Although the oppressive feeling when the crisis struck earlier terrified the students, the three sorcerers didn't actually show much skill before being taken down by Ye Xiao's few "fireballs" as soon as he ran out.

Therefore, the students were only marveling at and rejoicing at Professor Brandon's brilliance, but they were not quite clear about the extent of his brilliance.

Amid the cheers, only Professor Rhodes, who was healing his wounds with the help of his students, vaguely sensed the strange and unpredictable abilities of the three black-robed sorcerers he had just fought.

The barrier he created as a master mage was pierced in an instant. Although there was no further combat, he had a premonition that if Ye Xiao hadn't come out of the rift in time, he would most likely have lost his life there tonight.

But this also puzzled him. The demonic hand that had pulled Ye Xiao into the rift was clearly some kind of extremely powerful hellish magic. How did the other party manage to break free?

However, seeing that the trainees had finally calmed down from the tense atmosphere, and that Ye Xiao had even saved his life, he decided to put his confusion to rest for the time being for the sake of the bigger picture.

……

Several minutes later, Sivirif and Vandrian finally made it back to the camp.

When Van Delian first saw the huge gap in the stone wall behind him, his expression changed instantly.

He realized that something had attacked the camp while he was away, so he quickened his pace and rushed into the house.

He was relieved to see that all the students were safe and sound.

Ye Xiao noticed the subtle change in the guy's expression and thought that it didn't seem like something that could be faked, so he dismissed the idea that Van Derrian and the three sorcerers might be in cahoots.

But if that's the case, then who are these attackers?

After everyone gathered, Van Delian listened to the trainees recount the dangerous situation they had just experienced, and many of them were still somewhat frightened.

He slapped his forehead in frustration. "I'm so sorry, classmates, this was my fault."

"If it weren't for Professor Brandon, I might have made a mistake that I can never forgive myself for..."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Ye Xiao politely interrupted Van Derrian's long-winded speech beforehand, "By the way, do you have any clues about the mud monster from earlier and the appearance of these three sorcerers?"

"To be honest, I'm not too sure either."

Upon hearing this, Van Delian frowned. "We'd better contact the dean of the academy as soon as possible and get the students together."

“Professor, those three sorcerers… I think I’ve seen them before.”

During the conversation, a noble student suddenly spoke up, "They are all wanted criminals. My father is the director of the city hall's security department, and I have seen their arrest warrants with him."

"A wanted criminal? Did he flee to the Empire?"

Severif pondered.

"...However, the batch of arrest warrants I was looking at had already been replaced...so logically speaking, they should all be dead by now..."

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Tip of the Iceberg

"Dead...dead person?"

Some of the more timid trainees gasped, and when their eyes fell on the charred corpses being examined by the squad of soldiers outside the window, they couldn't help but shrink back.

"Even the most powerful necromancy I have ever seen cannot completely resurrect the dead."

Deputy Commander Severif then spoke up, "If this trainee is sure he is not mistaken, it is more likely that some group is secretly behind the scenes, recruiting these criminals who should be wanted as members and using some means to fake their deaths."

"Yes, although some unexpected things happened, everyone should not think of it as too bizarre and scare themselves unnecessarily."

Van Delian picked up the conversation.

This idea certainly made the trainees feel much more at ease than the idea of ​​the dead coming back to life.

But Ye Xiao had other things on his mind.

During the civil war in the imperial city, the company researched the technology of resurrecting the dead using the power of life in Gray Gold Town. At that time, a necromancer who had fought against Ye Xiao was resurrected by him using that method.

Although the resurrected entity did not seem to have awakened a clear will, considering that there is more than one tomb of the God of Life, and so much time has passed, it is hard to say whether the company's research in this area will have made any progress.

"Master Captain."

Just then, the soldiers outside finished examining the body and returned to report to Sevierif.

"How's it going?"

"The doctor has completed the examination. The three sorcerers do indeed have human characteristics of the Kingdom of Dante. They are suspected to be 'Demon Fang' Niphastos, a criminal wanted by the three empires a year ago. However, we do not have any portraits on hand, so we cannot make a comparison at the moment."

"In addition to burns, all three bodies also suffered blunt force trauma to their skulls..."

Blunt weapon injury?

Severif was taken aback.

"That must have been caused by the earth elemental orb I summoned,"

Ye Xiao clenched his fist and covered his mouth to hide his slightly embarrassed expression. "Sometimes I hide other elemental spells in fireballs so that I can catch the enemy off guard."

“Oh, I remember Professor Brandon demonstrated a similar spell in class before.”

A student raised their hand and said.

However, by a twist of fate, he managed to get Ye Xiaomeng out of trouble.

A fireball containing a stone ball? ...

Van Delian's lips twitched when he heard this. Are mages these days starting to do such insidious things?

"They also had some materials and tools for casting spells on them, which were rather trivial but we didn't find anything useful. We have already collected them, and the leader can go and check them at any time."

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll go check on it in a bit."

Severif nodded. "What can be found out from those monster corpses?"

"Hmm... that mutated monster doesn't quite match any of the known monster species we have, but from an observational perspective..."

At this point, the soldier paused and glanced at the trainees who were all listening intently.

"Well, let me come over and you can explain it to me in detail."

Seemingly realizing something from his subordinate's action, Severif quickly interrupted the report.