The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"Oh my, isn't this Mayor? You're still up so late." Ye Xiao immediately stood up, covered his mouth with his fist, and smiled politely. "It seems this isn't the bathroom. My apologies. I'll look somewhere else."

Despite saying that, Ye Xiao's gaze still passed over the hunched old man and saw the scene inside the room.

On a long table sat a creature that could barely be called human, its limbs sawed off, a huge gash in its belly with its internal organs and intestines hanging out. A spherical alchemical machine, half-covered in blood, was churning gears in its hands with something unknown inside the creature's stomach.

"Young man, you need to get a good night's sleep," the old man advised kindly, his face still bearing the same benevolent expression he had when they first met.

“Your teachings are very correct.” Ye Xiao slowly stepped back. “I’ll go back and memorize the four characters ‘Sleep Well’ right now.”

When Ye Xiao retreated to about two steps away from the old man, he immediately turned around. However, a tall alchemical servant stood in front of him like a wall.

He had been wondering what the double doors on the belly of this alchemical machine, which looked like a refrigerator with wheels, were for, but he didn't expect to get the answer so quickly.

The bearings made a soft sound as they turned, and the two small doors mounted on the other side's metal plate suddenly opened, revealing a tangled mass of flesh and blood resembling intestines.

With a few viscous slurries, six bloody intestines spewed out from the alchemist's belly, instantly surrounding Ye Xiao like centipedes swimming in the air, trying to pull him into its belly.

However, a fierce glint flashed in Ye Xiao's eyes, and at the same time, he raised his hand and brought down the knife.

A true swordsman will not forget to bring his sword even when he goes to take a shower.

Several intestines snapped in response, and the alchemical servant let out a piercing howl. The tiny arms attached to the metal body immediately spread their five fingers, revealing sharp fingertips, and stabbed at Ye Xiao.

But before the claw could touch Ye Xiao, the internal organs inside its belly suddenly burst out in a spray of blood.

Ye Xiao dodged the spurting blood with ease.

The alchemist servant fell to the ground, and the old mayor, seeing the situation was bad, ran quickly into the house.

Ye Xiao immediately grabbed the staff behind him and chanted, "Frost Cloud!"

White mist spewed from the tip of the staff, forming a layer of ice on the floor. The running old man slipped and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Oh no, this guy might just fall and die!" Ye Xiao rushed over, but all he saw were a few gears rolling off the old man's body.

"Murder! Murder!" The spherical machine flying in the air pointed at Ye Xiao with the blood-stained gear that wasn't yet assembled, shouting emotionlessly, "Kill..."

Ye Xiao slammed his staff directly onto the brass lump's head, smashing a dent into the spherical machine before it crashed to the ground, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

Then Ye Xiao used the end of his staff to flip the "elderly mayor" over, revealing a pile of intricate parts beneath the shattered skin of the old man's face, which was twisted and crooked from the impact with the ground.

"What is this mess?" Ye Xiao frowned, then looked at the lifeless body lying on the table. "...Abbott!?"

Although his face was covered in blood, Ye Xiao still recognized him at a glance.

However, at this moment, the poor gentleman's face was contorted, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was agape as he lay motionless on the table.

Just then, the sound of wheels turning came from outside the door.

Bad.

Such a commotion would obviously attract the attention of other servants and guards.

Ye Xiao still hadn't figured out what exactly Hope Town was up to, and it would be bad if he got into a fight with all the alchemical golems in the town because of it.

Ye Xiao's gaze swept across the entire room, which resembled an operating room and had no windows. Therefore, his eyes were fixed on a long cabinet in the corner.

Before the other alchemy servants entered, he rushed towards the cabinet in three strides, slipping inside as the door opened and closed.

A group of alchemists and guards swarmed in through the door, and upon seeing the corpse on the ground, they immediately scattered to search for anyone suspicious.

It's really frustrating. When I wanted to ask for a toilet, I couldn't find one. Now, when I don't want to see them, so many have popped up again.

Ye Xiao gripped the hilt of his knife and observed the alchemy guards' movements through the small lattice above the cabinet door.

They wandered around the room, and finally, one of the guards walked up to the cabinet where Ye Xiao was.

Sure enough, it wasn't that easy. Ye Xiao cursed inwardly, already prepared to slash out with his sword the moment the door opened.

However, just as the cabinet door opened, a pair of pale little hands suddenly reached down from the top of the cabinet and gently covered the gap in the guard's helmet.

Holy crap, what is this?!

Ye Xiao's heart skipped a beat. How could he have been unaware that someone was above him all along?

The guard whose helmet was covered stood in front of Ye Xiao for a while, then closed the cabinet door and left as if he hadn't seen anything.

Chapter 41 Hidden Behind Hope

Watching the alchemy guards drag the mayor's corpse away from the cabinet door, Ye Xiao's heart remained pounding with anxiety.

He slowly looked up, but there was nothing on the dark top of the cabinet.

The two small hands that had just appeared seemed like his illusion, but the alchemical guard's reaction could not be fake.

Ye Xiao pushed open the cabinet door, and Abbott, whose body had been disemboweled, was also taken away from the long table, leaving behind a shocking pool of blood.

The room was still filled with a dim, yellowish light, but it no longer felt warm; instead, it was grotesque and bloody.

He quietly approached the door, where many alchemy guards were patrolling the corridor outside.

This put Ye Xiao in a difficult position. He couldn't stay in this room forever, but without any assassin skills, he couldn't find a way to get back to his room by getting past so many guards.

What worries him even more is that if the guards realize something and start checking for outsiders, his absence from the room could very well be discovered.

Just as I was struggling with this decision, a cold sensation suddenly came from my fingertips.

Ye Xiao subconsciously pulled his hand back and looked down, only to see a little girl with long, light blonde hair staring blankly at him with her big, bright green eyes.

The girl looked like a delicate little porcelain doll, with a childlike appearance, probably around four or five years old.

The face seemed somewhat familiar to Ye Xiao, but he couldn't immediately recall where he had seen this little girl before.

The other person didn't speak, but simply raised one hand above their head, seemingly wanting to take Ye Xiao's hand.

Ye Xiao hesitated for a moment, then took the girl's hand with some skepticism. His fingertips felt unusually cold again, a temperature unlike that of a normal person.

The next moment, the girl led Ye Xiao out of the room.

The alchemical guards stationed at the entrance seemed to be blind, their optically-lensed eyes watching Ye Xiao swagger past them.

Along the way, the tall alchemical servants and armored guards seemed like extras in a performance, ignoring the two of them.

Ye Xiao followed the little girl, wondering but not daring to speak, since the alchemical guardians being blind didn't necessarily mean they were deaf.

He thought the little girl would lead him back to his room, but instead they walked through a corridor, down a flight of stairs, and left the town hall for a deserted street where only the alchemist guards were patrolling.

Ye Xiao tried to pull the little girl's hand back, but it was too light. The little girl stubbornly continued walking in the direction she had originally walked.

Ye Xiao had no choice but to follow.

The roadside was still covered with flowers that never faded. The two walked up the clean and tidy white stone path. The lights gradually dimmed and the surrounding woods gradually became denser.

It felt as if a cold wind had blown by, causing Ye Xiao, who was dressed in thin clothes, to shiver involuntarily.

"Where are you planning to take me?" Ye Xiao asked softly, but received no response.

After many twists and turns, the little girl, who had been walking without stopping, finally stopped at the end of the narrow and dark path.

Before me stood a small house, quite different from the brightly colored one in Fairy Tale Town; its white-gray walls and dark black tiles gave it a simple and unassuming appearance.

A slightly rusty metal nameplate was nailed to the door. Ye Xiao stepped forward and softly read the words on it: "The Noyce Family"?

He looked down in confusion, trying to ask the little girl a question, only to find that there was no one beside him.

The eerie girl had vanished without a trace.

hiss……

In the lonely cabin in the dark forest, a cold wind swept by, and the chill in the air became increasingly eerie.

Ye Xiao rubbed her chin and slowly pushed open the door to the small house.

The first thing that catches the eye is the blazing fire in the fireplace, the flickering flames illuminating the not-so-spacious living room. Several fur-trimmed chairs and a wooden table are placed in the room, and a hunting bow covered in creases hangs on the wall.

Ye Xiao walked around to the front and saw a slightly worn book and a pair of hand-sewn button dolls on the chair.

He went over and flipped through it, only to find that it was actually a chapel manual.

Are there believers of light in this place too? What does that mean? Is it an undercover agent hidden within the Workers' Society?

Ye Xiao glanced through the lecture notes and found that the content was not much different from the one Ella had; both seemed to be currently widely used versions.

There were two rag dolls that looked very similar next to each other, one of which had a button eye that hadn't been sewn on, and they were placed aside.

The stitches are a bit rough, and it's clear that the person who sewed the doll wasn't very familiar with needlework.

But this was only one of the few pieces of information Ye Xiao could glean. He still didn't understand the significance of such a small cabin hidden in the dense forest.

Just as he was pondering, the melodious nursery rhyme rang out again.

The same plaintive lament, only now made the quiet, deserted cabin all the more eerie.

"Woo...Woo..."

No, it wasn't just like weeping; the song was actually mixed with mournful cries.

The source seemed to be in the inner bedroom. Ye Xiao swallowed and walked forward, only to find that the bedroom door was half-open, revealing a gap about two fingers wide.

It's really tough. In my last life, I was fighting monsters, goblins, and barbarians on my adventures, but it feels like I'm encountering all sorts of weird and strange things in this life.

Even at this moment, Ye Xiao still had the mood to complain internally.

Through the crack in the door, Ye Xiao saw what appeared to be a woman kneeling on the ground, her long, light-gold curly hair disheveled and draped behind her, and her slightly trembling shoulders suggesting she was crying.

The other person had their back to Ye Xiao, so Ye Xiao could only vaguely see that there seemed to be someone lying in front of the woman, but he couldn't make out their exact appearance.

The only thing visible was a pool of bright red blood flowing down the cracks in the floorboards, seeping into the bed and under the wooden cabinet.

For some reason, Ye Xiao vaguely felt that the perspective he was taking through the crack in the door seemed a bit off, as if there was an extra layer of distorted filter, making the proportions of people and furniture inside appear much higher than from his own point of view.

The blonde woman in the bedroom cried for a while, then raised her head and let out a heart-wrenching scream to one side.

Although the sound was somewhat muffled, Ye Xiao still managed to make out some of it:

"You blasphemer, you will be punished!!!"

"You don't understand..." A male voice could still be heard inside the room, but due to the angle, Ye Xiao couldn't see the man, who was positioned roughly to the right of the door frame. "God has abandoned us..."

"Madman! Madman!! Waaah... Then I curse you... my blood... I curse you for all eternity!!!"

The blonde woman suddenly stood up, holding a sharp dagger in her hand.

"It's no use, you're just a priest, you... no!"

The man's voice suddenly filled with panic as he watched as the woman abruptly plunged the dagger in her hand into her own throat.

The splattered blood immediately stained the cabinet next to them, and the man who had been on the right rushed forward and hugged the woman.

Only then was Ye Xiao able to see the man's face clearly. He was wearing white armor stained with blood, and his face was completely stained red with blood. Ye Xiao could barely make out his short dark brown hair and a pair of bloodshot brown pupils.

Templar Knights?

Despite the somewhat outdated design, Ye Xiao recognized the almost iconic armor style at a glance.

The man held the lifeless woman in his arms; her head drooped, her face turned towards the door.

That beautiful and familiar face made Ye Xiao's eyes widen in surprise.

Freya!?

No... no, although they look very similar, this woman clearly looks more mature.

Then Ye Xiao realized that the little girl he had just met seemed to bear some resemblance to the candidate saintess who had been traveling with him not long ago.

While Ye Xiao was still pondering, the man holding the woman in his arms glanced towards the crack in the door.

With a fierce and crazed look in his eyes, he immediately stared at Ye Xiao, who was hiding behind the door.

Chapter 42 Opening of the Pilgrimage Festival

Oops.

Ye Xiao immediately touched the hilt of the knife and took a few steps back.

The bedroom door, which had been half-open, suddenly swung open, but the expected mad paladin did not appear; all that remained was silent darkness.

Ye Xiao took out his staff from his back and activated the fluorescent spell, illuminating the tidy but empty bedroom.

There was no corpse, no bloodstains, and the clean bed was covered with neat blankets, as if it were still waiting for guests.

"What ghostly figures and haunted houses?" Ye Xiao's lips twitched; he hated the unknown the most.

There doesn't seem to be anything else to see here. It would be best to leave quickly before the guards search his room.