The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"Ahaha... Hello, hahaha." Ella greeted them one by one, her face bearing an awkward yet polite smile. She wasn't very good at handling these kinds of positively welcomed situations. In her previous life, as Ye Xiao, she was mostly welcomed by these Holy Temple mages with things like the Judgment Sword.

Just then, a blonde girl dressed in a high-ranking holy robe walked into the training room, like ice cubes being poured into boiling water, and the scene visibly cooled down.

What's going on? It's suddenly become so quiet.

Sensing that the atmosphere had become strangely awkward, Ella followed everyone's gaze and saw the blonde girl walking through the front door.

The girl had long, curly hair, a delicate and beautiful face, and clear, bright green eyes, like a beautiful porcelain doll displayed in a holiday shop window. Her long robe, a garment only high-ranking priests wore, was particularly eye-catching. Intricate gold stitching outlined several white orchid-like patterns along her figure, and white ribbons swayed gently with her steps at her waist.

At the same time, the other person also saw Ella, and then lifted their leg and walked towards her through the classroom.

On the road, the crowd that was originally packed with people spontaneously made way for this extraordinary young woman.

The girl walked up to Ella, looked down slightly into Ella's eyes, a smile appearing on her delicate face. She extended her right hand and said:

"Hello, Miss Havil."

"Um, you... hello." Ai stretched out her hand and shook hands with the other person, but the other person only touched her fingertips for a moment before letting go.

"Is Lady Freya also here for the basic Holy Light training?" A young arcane mage asked softly from the side.

Freya did not respond to the holy arcane mage, but simply looked at Ella, "My name is Freya, welcome to the sanctuary, Your Holiness."

"Thank you." Ella nodded slightly, and from the other's emerald eyes, she seemed to sense a hint of hostility. "Just call me Havil, I'm not a saint yet."

"It will be sooner or later, Your Holiness." Freya clasped her hands in front of her, her smile undiminished. "You are the chosen one, personally crowned by the angels."

"Hehe." Ella chuckled, her eyes meeting Freya's without flinching.

"Ahem, um... students." Just then, a short old man behind the podium suddenly spoke up, "Well... now that everyone is here, let's begin today's lesson."

The poor arcane teacher entered the classroom after Freya, but none of the clergy in the classroom noticed him.

The young sorcerers below the stage immediately returned to their seats, but Ella, standing by the back door, was in a dilemma, looking around but still unable to find a place to sit.

"Here, Lady Heville, please sit here!" A soft call drew her attention. In the front row, a young female priest with brown hair and a few freckles on her face was waving at her.

Hiss... The slacking gene deep in her bones made Ella somewhat reluctant to approach the front row of the classroom, but after looking around, she found that there were indeed no seats left, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to the front row with a Holy Light Lecture Notes.

"Wow, I only realized how cute Lady Havil is up close." The freckled girl priest looked at Ella who had sat down next to her, her face beaming with smiles.

"Thank you~" Ella smiled and nodded with composure; she was starting to get used to being praised.

On the stage, the old man, the arcane teacher, picked up the mineral chalk on the table and began his lesson.

"I see some new students in the training room, so let me reintroduce myself. My name is Bos, but you can call me Teacher Bos. I'll be mainly responsible for teaching you basic Holy Light spells. To you future Archmages and Templar Priests, I'm sure you've all heard that the God of Light, at the beginning of creation, bestowed Holy Light..."

The lengthy lecture made Ella yawn as soon as it began. She began to miss the exciting life of a player, killing monsters and leveling up her skills. This kind of learning, which was like listening to gibberish, was too tedious and long.

Fortunately, through the mental link, I saw that Ye Xiao had already purchased all the equipment and items, and after accepting some quests from the Valond Adventurers Guild, he was also ready to set off.

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

To avoid being seen sleeping in class, she propped up her textbook and secretly glanced at the freckled girl next to her.

"Hey, it's me!" The priestess looked a little excited when she saw the saintess speaking to her.

"Shh... Keep your voice down, the teacher is lecturing."

“Ah, oh, okay!” The pastor lowered her voice. “My name is Chloe Mitchell, Lady Heville can just call me Chloe.”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Chloe."

"Ah, it's my honor, Lady Havil..."

Hearing the two students in the front row whispering to each other, Professor Boss's lips twitched slightly on the stage, but since she was the Holy Maiden, he couldn't say anything and could only helplessly continue his long speech.

Alas, today's young people are far from having the same diligent and studious spirit as the students of the old church.

Chapter Ten: Healing Holy Light

"Regarding that... high-level arcane mage, do you know anything about her?" After striking up a conversation, Ella asked Chloe.

“Oh, you mean Lady Freya?” Chloe said, glancing around nervously after saying the name. She noticed Freya sitting in another corner diagonally opposite, reading a lecture, before turning back and lowering her voice to continue, “Lady Havil is new to the sanctuary and may not know that Lady Freya is the successor to the sainthood personally trained by the previous High Priest.”

"The successor to the Holy Maiden?" Ella asked, somewhat puzzled. "Is she also a chosen one?"

The so-called Chosen Ones are those who possess holy marks bestowed by the gods. In fact, apart from Ella, who is a particularly special Chosen One of Light, other gods under the God of Light also bestow holy marks, so it is not surprising that there are other Chosen Ones. However, even so, Chosen Ones are extremely rare on the entire continent. Ella did not expect that the Loren Empire would actually have two Chosen Ones at this time.

“Um, Lady Freya isn’t a chosen one.” Chloe waved her hand under the table. “The succession to the Holy Light doesn’t necessarily require one to be a chosen one. After all, there have only been three chosen ones in the history of the Holy Light… ah, if you include Lady Heville, that makes four.”

After listening to Chloe's explanation, Ella finally understood the selection mechanism for the saintesses in the sanctuary.

The headquarters of the Holy Temple is located in the Holy City White Tower on Morning Star Ridge. However, before the Chosen One of Light appeared in the world, the Holy Temple branches in different countries would each train young clergy as candidates for the Holy Son or Holy Daughter of each generation. Through the Holy Temple Trials, one clergyman would be selected as the successor to the Lord of the Holy Temple and become the Holy Son or Holy Daughter of Light.

Under the rule of the Temple of Light, there are several other Temples of All Gods, each with its own lord. However, these lords are similar to feudal lords, having their own faiths but all serving the Temple of Light as the primary authority, since the scriptures state that the God of Light is the father of all gods.

Ella was aware of this. For example, most urban residents in coastal areas worshipped the Ocean Sanctuary. Although the Temple of Light was the mainstream and existed in most areas, not all areas were dominated by the Temple of Light. Some areas also worshipped the gods under the command of the God of Light.

Freya was a candidate for the Holy Maiden of Light, trained by the Loren Grand Cathedral. It is said that she was raised by the High Priest from childhood and spent her life cultivating with the goal of succeeding the Holy Maiden.

However, once the Chosen of Light appears, the position of Lord of the Temple of Light will be directly given to the Chosen of Light. This is because cultivating candidates for sainthood is merely a human offering to the gods, while the Chosen of Light is the will of the gods. In the temple where the gods are above all else, the Chosen of Light will always hold the highest position.

It's no wonder, Ella felt that the guy had some inexplicable hostility towards her. After all, her appearance could be said to have instantly stolen away the life goal that someone else had worked hard for for sixteen years.

Ella smiled wryly, saying that this was indeed a bit unreasonable, especially since she had never really intended to become a saintess.

Heaven knows how she, an evil goddess, became the chosen one of the Gods of Light!

"So, all those previous candidates for Holy Son or Holy Daughter gave up immediately after encountering the Chosen of Light?"

“I’m not sure. If the previous generation’s chosen saintess of the God of Light is still alive, she’d be older than my great-great-great-great-grandmother,” Chloe shrugged. “She’d probably be a high priestess or an elder by now. After all, only three or four chosen ones of the God of Light have appeared in thirteen thousand years. Who would have thought I’d be so unlucky?”

"Cough cough!"

On stage, Professor Pers finally couldn't hold back any longer. These two little rascals had been chatting for half the day while he was lecturing. This was simply unbearable. He couldn't afford to offend the Holy Maiden, who would become his boss in the future, but he had to teach this little priest a lesson.

“This student, yes, it’s you!” Bos stroked his gray beard with one hand and pointed at Chloe with the other. “Get up and write down the spell composition of the intermediate-level Healing Holy Light for everyone.”

Intermediate Healing Light is a relatively difficult spell for these young students who are still learning basic Holy Light spells. Compared to the beginner level, which only requires understanding the Holy Light Contract and basic incantations, the intermediate level involves many more variations in adjusting the flow of magic and combining small arrays.

In fact, Professor Perth only briefly mentioned the spell in the lesson just now without explaining it in detail. However, he deliberately wanted Chloe to learn a lesson, because students who were really paying attention should have been able to point out that his question was beyond the scope of the curriculum.

"Ah...me?" Chloe stiffened, scratched her head, then slowly stood up, walked to the podium with an embarrassed smile, "So we've already gotten that far ahead."

Oh no, I think I've gotten Miss Chloe into trouble. Ella stuck out her tongue; it seems neither of them heard a word the teacher said earlier.

Just when Ella thought Chloe was going to be punished in public, she saw the priestess pick up a piece of mineral chalk and, without pausing, draw an intricate array on the blackboard with flowing strokes. The obscure incantations and runes were all completed in one go.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Mr. Burse gave his comments, his lips twitching slightly, and could only watch as Chloe put the chalk back on the podium and walked gracefully back to her seat.

Ella, sitting in the audience, stared wide-eyed, not at Chloe's knowledge, but at the fact that as Chloe finished writing the final stroke of the spell's composition, her player system suddenly displayed a notification:

[Learned Skill: Intermediate Healing Holy Light]

How could she actually learn a spell skill like this? Ella opened the skill panel in her mind, but strangely, she didn't see a skill tree centered around the Holy Light system. Her gaze wandered around, and finally, she saw a derivative skill branch on the evil god's skill tree that clearly read "Intermediate Healing Holy Light".

...Evil god's spell? Ella was completely bewildered. She glanced around discreetly. She obviously couldn't experiment with this strange evil god's spell in public, but fortunately, Ye Xiao, far away on the outskirts of the capital, was also aware of the matter through their soul link. Ella had nowhere to test the spell, but he could find a place to do so.

At that moment, Ye Xiao arrived at the border of a village outside Valond city in a caravan's carriage.

"This is Liangqiu Village. If we go further east and cross the Black Forest, we can reach the pass of Howling Valley." The merchant took the copper coins Ye Xiao handed him and counted them in his palm. "Friend, are you sure you want to get off here? I heard that there is a plague spreading in this village recently, so I will not stay here."

"I know, you guys go first." Ye Xiao gestured goodbye with his finger.

As the carriage drove away, Ye Xiao shouldered his bag and turned his gaze to the somewhat desolate village entrance not far away.

Chapter Eleven: The Corrupted

A strange plague has suddenly begun to spread in Liangqiu Village over the past month. Ye Xiao had heard about this in his previous life. According to information circulating among players in his previous life, the source of the plague may be that the infamous "Dark Shepherd" cult performed some kind of ritual here.

But that was just a rumor. The village actually disappeared not long afterward, which meant that the true cause of the epidemic was never revealed.

However, Ye Xiao wasn't here to unravel this mystery that so many players hadn't figured out before. The reason he came here was because there was a quest here that could be easily triggered to obtain a special class inheritance.

A fallen nobleman from the Aslan Empire has gone into seclusion here, having contracted a strange, spreading plague and believing he is nearing his end. Approximately three days later, a player passing through from the west will encounter this nobleman and, at his request, deliver a letter and a pendant to his relatives in the Aslan Empire.

The player from the previous life used that pendant to unlock the hidden class Miracle Mage's legacy in a tomb in Howling Valley. This player later became the famous Archmage in the final battle of the Holy City.

Even if you know how to use a skill passed down through a profession, without the corresponding inheritance, you can only imitate its form. Just like Ye Xiao knows many master sword techniques, but he can't use some sword techniques that require professional inheritance. It's like a fake Taoist priest who hasn't been apprenticed to a master; no matter how well he performs his shamanistic rituals, it has no real effect.

However... despite saying that, Ye Xiao looked at the newly added "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" in the skill panel with some doubt.

Logically speaking, Holy Light spells can only be used by professions that have joined the Sanctuary sequence. If that alt Ella was qualified to use Holy Light spells because of the Holy Mark on her body, then why can Ye Xiao also use this skill?

In his previous life, Ye Xiao never tried to inherit different inheritances with different clones. However, based on his experience, any skill learned by any clone would indeed be learned by all the remaining clones, including the original body.

Moreover, it's hard to say whether this healing holy light skill comes from the Holy Temple's heritage or something else, since it's listed under the evil god's skill tree by the system.

Ye Xiao pondered for a moment, then strode to a secluded corner nearby, deciding to test this peculiar spell first.

But just then, he suddenly heard a strange whimpering sound, dry and hoarse, like the intermittent low hum of wind blowing through a window that wasn't closed tightly.

He turned his head at the sound and saw a crooked figure swaying as it walked out from behind the tree trunk.

Is this... a person?

The reason for Ye Xiao's doubts was that although the figure making the strange sound was dressed in coarse linen clothes that were almost tattered, his whole body was hunched over, and his withered limbs were covered with short, curly white hair. Under the messy hair that covered most of his face like weeds, a bloodshot eye could be vaguely seen staring at him. He looked more like a wild beast with its feet on the ground than a human.

Without any hesitation, Ye Xiao drew the staff from his back. At the same moment, the strange figure rushed towards him at an odd speed.

The fingers, sharp as beast claws, tore through the air. In this instantaneous attack at extremely close range, an ordinary mage would have already had their chest pierced by that withered arm.

However, Ye Xiao's master-level swordsmanship had already moved his body a step ahead, barely managing to make the figure's fingers brush against his rune-covered breastplate, creating a spark.

At the same time, the tip of his staff, held in his right hand, touched the back of the figure's head as it passed by, and he uttered "Fireball!" The scorching magic caused a shockwave that blasted the grass and trees in a fan-shaped area in front of him into ashes.

The strange man, whose upper body was ablaze, let out a painful roar, struggled to his feet, stumbled and bumped into a tree trunk, but then made a move to charge at him again.

At this moment, Ye Xiao switched the staff to his left hand, stood horizontally in front of him, opened his horse stance, gripped the hilt of the sword hanging from his left waist under his cloak with his right hand, and kept his eyes fixed on the strange man's movements, ready to unleash a sword technique.

"boom"

Just then, the roar of a musket shot behind him interrupted the approaching monster.

The flames flew over Ye Xiao's shoulder in mid-air and struck the monster's head, like smashing a flaming watermelon, with the juice and sparks flying everywhere.

Ye Xiao reacted quickly, immediately plunging his staff into the ground with his left hand to create a wall of wind, thus preventing the messy liquids from flying onto him.

Who is this person stealing my experience points?!

It's important to understand that while skill proficiency is improved through practice and comprehension—for example, Ye Xiao's sword skills are already at the master level—players still need to improve their attributes by consuming "universal points," the system currency obtained from killing monsters and completing tasks.

For example, if Ye Xiao's Iaijutsu skill is upgraded to the Grandmaster level, he can continuously spend Universal Points on this skill to increase the Agility and Strength attributes associated with Iaijutsu. Of course, there is a limit to this increase, and skill proficiency will affect the maximum increase it can achieve.

That weirdo just now, he looked like he had a lot of universal points, but he got headshot at the last moment. How could he not be angry?

Ye Xiao turned around and glared angrily at another figure walking out of the woods.

The man wore a long gray trench coat, and beneath a thick triangular hat adorned with feathers was a slightly weathered young male face.

He still held in his hand the murder weapon he used to kill Ye Xiao, a short-barreled musket emitting white smoke.

"Are you alright?" The man didn't seem to repent for his actions; he simply stepped forward and asked with concern.

"...It's nothing." The other person's attire made them look like natives from another world, so Ye Xiao could only suppress his displeasure.

“It’s good that you’re alright, it’s good that you’re alright,” the man in the trench coat looked him up and down. “If you are injured, you must tell me. Corrupted people carry the plague, so any wounds must be treated immediately.”

"Corrupted Ones?" Ye Xiao became interested in the word the man used.

He knew this word. In his previous life, during the final battle of the Holy City, the Templar Knights covered in tentacles were called "The Fallen Ones." It was a term used by the rebels to describe those who had been corrupted and demonized by the evil power of the blasphemous goddess.

But that guy just now... putting aside the fact that Ella was still picking up girls in the Imperial City Sanctuary, just in terms of appearance, although this weirdo looked just as disgusting, he had absolutely nothing to do with tentacles or anything like that.

Thinking about it this way, this term actually existed a long time ago. Ye Xiao had always thought it was an affectionate nickname given by the rebel army to their subordinates who blasphemed the Holy Maiden, but now it seems that it has historical origins.

"The corrupted are the kind of people you just saw, whose bodies and souls are twisted after being infected with the plague." The man in the trench coat gave an explanation that was different from what Ye Xiao remembered. "This plague has recently started to spread in this village as well. If you don't have anything else to do, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

“Leaving now, it’s getting too dark.” Ye Xiao pointed to the sky. As he said, the sun had already set halfway into the distant mountains, leaving only the fiery red afterglow and the gradually rising night. “At least there are people and lights in the village. I don’t want to encounter what you call a corrupted person in the pitch-black forest.”

The previous emperor also stayed in Liangqiu Village for a few days and did not contract the plague, which shows that the village is not uninhabitable.

However, Ye Xiao originally intended to accept the mission and set off immediately, as he was still somewhat resistant to the plague village. But now that he knew that strange creatures roamed the forests near the village, he decided to stay overnight just in case.

“Okay, that works too.” The man in the trench coat agreed with Ye Xiao.

"Then I'll take you to the village to stay for the night. And, in my personal opinion, you'd better leave first thing tomorrow morning."

Chapter Twelve: A Brief Chat at the Tavern