The Villain Saint is my secondary account

After the brief conversation ended, Ye Xiao withdrew his consciousness from the divine realm.

From the outside, the Boromeo family's castle still appeared calm and peaceful. If it weren't for the fact that they had planted the sixth son, Decari, Ye Xiao probably wouldn't have known about this sudden mutiny.

Why did the infighting have to happen at this particular time?

Ye Xiao pondered it carefully.

Meanwhile, in the White Tower's high-level council chamber, Ella was listening to a report from Orfindo.

“Your Holiness, according to the information obtained from the remnants of the Razirus family, the whereabouts of the Holy Lance seem to be related to the Sanctuary Trials.”

"The Trial Grounds?"

On the throne, Ella raised an eyebrow and kicked the head of the Lazirus family, who was lying on the ground, with her small foot. "What do you mean by putting the Holy Lance there?"

"Oh dear, Your Holiness, I don't know the reason either..."

The head of the Lazirus family looked grief-stricken.

Every day when the Holy Maiden goes to the throne for council, he is brought here to be used as a footrest. It has been four days now! He is one of the patriarchs of the three major families. This is too much of a violation of human rights!

"You don't know again?"

Ella's eyes flashed with disgust. "Playing dumb, huh? You, the patriarch of the Holy Lance family, don't even know where the Holy Lance is?"

"I'm innocent, Your Holiness. Previously, because someone in our family colluded with the Dark Cult, the Boromeo family's Holy Casket was stolen, causing the other two families to question our family's ability to protect the Holy Lance."

The head of the Razirus family, with tears streaming down his face, said, "The final meeting ruled that we would relinquish the protection of the Holy Lance to the three major families, but..."

"Just what?"

When Ella saw that the other person choked halfway through their sentence, she immediately raised her little foot to kick him again.

"No, no, Your Majesty, please have mercy! I just suddenly realized something was wrong..."

The head of the Lazirus family trembled, "It's just that since there isn't a suitable new protective site yet, the Holy Lance has been temporarily stored in the sealing chamber at the bottom of the White Tower."

"Normally speaking, this sealed chamber can only be opened by the combined efforts of the three major families or by the Holy Lord himself using the seal. And I just remembered, the Holy Lord seemed to have visited the underground sealed chamber on the day he left the White Tower..."

"So you're saying the Holy Lance was stolen by the Holy Lord?"

Ella's lips curled up, but this charming smile was like a devil's smile in the eyes of the Lazirus family head, making him shudder.

"No! No! I was just saying... Ah!"

"What a nobody, he doesn't even know that the sacred artifact he was guarding is gone."

Ella angrily kicked Razius over.

Aside from the Holy City's military strength and jurisdiction, Ella also needed to master the three holy artifacts. Although, according to information from her previous life, Ella herself was unable to use the three holy artifacts because she was not recognized, this did not mean that she would give them up.

With the Holy Regalia stolen and the Holy Ring likely in the hands of the Dark Seekers, the only thing left is the Holy Lance, which they should at least have their hands on. But this idiot head of the Razirus family says he's not sure where the Holy Lance is either, no wonder Ella is a little annoyed.

She has now seized power by force. The Holy Lord's Seal, which symbolizes the authority of the Holy Temple, is not in her hands but in the hands of the missing Holy Lord. The three major families will not cooperate with her to open the sealed chamber at the bottom of the tower, so she simply pried it open by force.

As expected, most of the sealed items inside were gone, including the Holy Lance that the head of the Lazirus family had thought should be stored inside.

Then, Ella's gaze returned to Orfino.

"How is the incorporation of the Lazirus family progressing?"

"The two major knightly orders belonging to the Lazirus family, the Fourth Knights, whose Grand Master Augustus has heard of your name, directly expressed his willingness to obey all your orders; the Second Knights, whose Grand Master Galahad has already abandoned his post at the Lazirus family and is now leading his troops north to join the personal guard of the Boromeo family."

"What does this Second Knights Order mean? Do they not recognize my right to succession?"

Ella pressed her thumb against her cheek.

"It is said that its commander, Galahad, greatly admired Theresa, the eldest daughter of the Boromeo family."

Orfino explained.

"Oh, so it's your little lover."

Ella looked disdainful. "But judging from this, the Razirus family probably doesn't have much defense left. Once you've taken them all, issue a notice: a three-day ultimatum. After three days, all Templar Knights not under the White Tower's jurisdiction will be classified as armed forces intending to rebel."

"Leaving only half of the military force is enough; there's no point in keeping the unruly burdens."

Poor Lazirus lay on the ground, listening to the news that his homeland had been raided, but he could do nothing about it.

"As ordered."

Orphindo accepted the order and bowed respectfully.

"Julius, could you explain the Holy Trial Grounds?"

After watching Orfindo leave, Ella inquired about Julius, the First Knight Commander who had been guarding her.

"The entrance to the trial grounds is located on the hills in the eastern part of Morning Star Ridge, which connects to a huge underground palace."

Julius said carefully, "However, Your Grace, if I may be so bold, the information that the Holy Lance is hidden in the Trial Grounds is most likely a trap."

"Why do you say that?"

Ella chuckled softly.

"The terrain inside the trial grounds is intricate and complex. In the past, a large number of people were needed to monitor the situation in each area during the trial season. If we invest resources and military forces there now to search for the whereabouts of the Holy Lance, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it would only hinder our current progress in incorporating troops into the Holy City."

Julius clasped his hands in a fist salute. “So, if we’re going to search that place, I think it would be better to do so after we’ve resolved the issues with the three major families.”

Ella nodded slightly. Although she did need to find out the whereabouts of the last remaining holy artifact, the Holy Lance, it was not appropriate to waste manpower on it at the moment.

The Boromeo family's Trial Knights and Second Knights, the Rossia family's Third Knights... there are still a few tough nuts to crack here that require our forces to crack.

It has been four days since she arrived in the Holy City. She has basically brought all the priests and believers who were previously isolated under her control through force. After dismantling the Lazirus family, she is now ready to concentrate her forces to confront the two holdout families, Boromeo and Rossia.

This was Ella's original plan.

Unexpectedly, the crows she had deployed near Rossia's house suddenly spotted a small group of people secretly leaving the family castle and heading towards the eastern part of Morning Star Ridge.

That was the direction of the Holy Trial Grounds.

Chapter 109 The Substitute User

Using the raven's eyes to observe the furtive group of people, Ella's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne.

Although the other party's actions seem very covert, it's probably a trap.

Having just received intelligence that the Holy Lance might be in the Trial Grounds, it's such a coincidence that another team heading to the Trial Grounds was discovered. It's impossible to say that there wasn't some scheming involved.

However, if we simply ignore it, it would be quite troublesome if this group did something to the last holy artifact under unknown circumstances, such as using some means to transfer or corrupt and destroy the Holy Lance.

Upon further reflection, the Trial Grounds are located in a remote area of ​​Morning Star Ridge, not a strategic location. This means that the main force of the Holy City could not possibly be specifically deployed there to deal with this matter.

Therefore, if Ella wanted to deal with it, she could only send a small force, just like her opponent. Considering that Julius would be leading the army from the front, the target of this bait was either Ye Xiao, who was serving as a knight, or... herself.

Thinking of this, Ella's lips curled up slightly. If nothing unexpected happened, this was very likely a trap set for her.

It's a very typical corporate tactic; whenever they want to do something big, they secretly lay in wait to use some methods against her.

But to be honest, doing it once or twice is one thing, but doing it every time makes Ella think that this is underestimating herself.

She used to fall for this because she was unfamiliar with the area and had an information gap. This time, she had all the pictures under control and still played this trick. Does she really think I like bondage play?

Since she's so keen on these schemes and plots, she might as well take this opportunity to get revenge for being tricked by the other party before.

"Julius, please take care of the matters in the council chamber first."

After saying that, Ella got up and went to a room by herself.

Just in case, she set up a magic array to prevent spying and to block sound, and then she extended her fingertip and dripped a drop of black mud onto the ground.

The mud writhed and spread out, and then, colorful things shaped like vines and weeds grew out of it, weaving together and slowly forming the shape of a flower bud.

After tearing apart the fake Earth Goddess and obtaining the divine power "Rhea's Golden Branch," Ella was able to summon these plant-like things from the earth of life.

These thatch and vines can transform into fabrics of various colors. Although this ability is not very powerful in combat compared to other divine powers, it has special uses at certain times.

As Ella frowned, her fingers lightly tapped the flower bud a few times like a pianist's, and the bud slowly opened, revealing a girl whose figure was quite similar to hers emerging from the flower's stamen.

The other person was wearing the exact same white dress as Ella, and it was impossible to tell the difference between them just by looking at their backs.

However, viewed from the front, the straw "girl's" features were a blurry mess. Ella tried her best, but it was quite difficult to weave her own face out of individual straws.

She recalled playing certain games on Earth before her transmigration, and how her character creation skills were terrible. After two hours, she created a Shrek character and simply gave up.

"Professional matters should be handled by professionals," Ella said with a casual gesture, opening a spatial portal and softly calling out into it.

"Laxia, are you free now?"

"Hey, Miss Ella?"

A pink-haired girl with delicate features peeked half her head out from inside. "Long time no see. Did you come to fulfill a promise you made before?"

"promise?"

Ella paused, then suddenly remembered the rather abstract task she had promised this Slaanesh god, "Slaanesh desserts," and her face flushed slightly. "Uh, it's not that. I just wanted to ask you for a favor... Wait, why aren't you dressed?!"

"Ok?"

Laxia emerged naked from the portal, her bare feet touching the clean floor. She looked down at her body, feeling not only ashamed but also excited. "Oh, we're all girls, what's the big deal?"

"Are you a hooligan?!"

Ella covered her face, then with a flick of her hand, several vines emerged from the black mud and wrapped around Laxia's body like bandages. "Don't you usually wear clothes at home?!"

"They were just doing their business when you called them over."

Laxia lightly bit her index finger, a blush appearing perfectly on her doll-like face.

"Then you can tell me... Oh well, it's my problem."

Since it was her own creation that opened the portal, Ella could only conclude that the timing wasn't ideal.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ella told the other party about her plans.

Because Ella filled the straw doll with tentacles, giving it a simple soul, Laxia's Slaanesh power was equally effective on it.

Before long, Laxia had sculpted its features. Except for a fuller chest, the straw doll looked almost exactly like Ella.

"By the way, why did you change your breast size?"

Ella asked, puzzled.

"Because it's the only flaw. How can a great artist tolerate a flaw in a perfect work..."

Before Laxia could finish her cheerful words, Ella punched her so hard that her face caved in.

"Change it back!"

After all the commotion, Ella crossed her arms and watched with a huff as Laxia restored the straw doll to "normal," somewhat speechless.

However, one thing is one thing, another is another. Laxia may be a bit cheeky, but she still has to pay someone for helping her.

"Thank you so much. I also troubled you with Ye Xiao's disguise last time. Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

After seeing that Laxia had finished fiddling with it, Ella spoke again.

"Well……"

Laxia raised her little head and thought for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and excitedly raised her index finger, "Mating with me!"

"This won't do!!"

Ella's complexion, which had just improved, immediately fell again.

"Then let Mr. Ye and I communicate..."

"No way! Are you kidding me?! Can't you come up with something more respectable, a high-class deal befitting a deity?"

Ella was speechless.

"Sigh... But I'm a Slaanesh, and I don't want anything else besides these."

Laksia pitifully fiddled with her fingertips.

Ella covered her forehead, feeling somewhat helpless.

This demon's ability is really convenient, but it's a bit unfair to keep using it for free. However, this little guy is stubborn and doesn't seem to care about anything except mating.

Seeing Ella's predicament, Laxia immediately smiled again, "Actually, it's alright. Miss Ella, you all took good care of little Lucyville before, so consider this small favor as me repaying a debt of gratitude."

"Hmm, this isn't really a good idea..."

Ella tilted her head.

"If you really feel bad about it, Miss Ella... you might as well mate with me."