The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Ye Xiao remained silent, so Greta naturally stood aside to sunbathe, yawning lazily.

In the middle of the street, a small river formed by a tributary of the Blue Dragon River flows under a brown stone bridge. The clear water reflects the street scene like an oil painting. The riverbank is covered with golden sycamore leaves. Under the colorful shop signs, elegantly dressed pedestrians come and go in an endless stream, except for a girl in a wine-red dress who walks alone among them.

The little girl, holding flowers, asked one passerby after another, which was naturally inefficient. A businessman, who was in a hurry, got impatient when the girl tugged at his clothes and slapped her hand away, accidentally knocking over the flower basket.

A basket of flowers was scattered all over the ground. The little girl quickly squatted down and picked up the flowers from under the feet of the passing passersby, but some of the bright flowers were still trampled into mud.

"Aren't you going to help?" Greta chuckled as she looked at Ye Xiao.

“What’s there to help? There are so many people suffering in the world, how can we help everyone?” Before Ye Xiao could finish speaking, a large, burly dog ​​on the roadside saw the little girl squatting down and rushed towards her.

The dog's fur was glossy and shiny, and the leather collar around its neck declared that it was not a stray dog, but it could still unleash its wildness without restraint, and immediately pounced on the girl who was picking flowers and knocked her to the ground.

The little girl watched in horror as the vicious dog opened its drooling mouth. The next second, a travel boot appeared under the dog's belly and kicked the big dog solidly into the air.

With a crisp "plop," the dog howled as it spun around in the clear river, drifting further and further away.

"What...what are you doing?!" A sharp shout rang out immediately. Ye Xiao, who had just kicked the dog away, turned around and saw a plump noblewoman in an elegant long dress pointing at his nose and angrily cursing, "You lowly commoner! How dare you treat my baby like this!"

Without saying a word, Ye Xiao stepped forward and tried to grab the noblewoman by the collar.

He has never had any desire to communicate with this kind of person.

"Insolence!" The guard beside the noblewoman immediately stepped forward, gripping his sword hilt to block Ye Xiao. "What do you want to do..."

Then the poor guard also flew into the river, splashing up a beautiful spray of water.

The guard's head emerged from the water, but before he could even spit out a few mouthfuls, a huge shadow loomed over his terrified face.

That was the noblewoman who followed closely behind, like a round ball that slammed the guard who had just surfaced to catch his breath back underwater.

Ye Xiao clapped his hands and pointed at the two people splashing in the river, cursing angrily: "I, the adventurer Luo Heng, hate animals like you the most! I will beat you and your dog every time I see you again!"

"Damn it, do you know who she is! She is..." The guard grabbed the noblewoman who was struggling in the water from behind, his face full of anger, but he only got halfway through his sentence when a stone suddenly hit the water next to him, startling the guard. "My God, what are you doing!?"

"Say it again!" Ye Xiao picked up another stone from the ground, her face fierce.

"What a madman! You'll remember this!" The guard hurriedly pulled the choking noblewoman towards the opposite bank, fearing that Ye Xiao might hit her on the head with a stone.

Seeing that the noise on the other side had finally stopped, Ye Xiao dropped the stone in his hand and went over to pick up the flowers on the ground with Greta.

"Who is Luo Heng?" Seeing Ye Xiao approach, Greta put the bouquet of flowers back into the little girl's basket and asked curiously.

“A partner of justice.” Ye Xiao put the last few flowers on the ground into the flower basket. Even so, there were only half flowers left in the basket. The rest were crushed into mud under the feet of passers-by. “If you accidentally offend someone in the future while doing justice, remember to mention his name. He will help you get rid of trouble.”

"That's weird," Greta said, puzzled.

"Thank you... thank you, Uncle Luo," the little girl said softly, holding up the flower basket.

"No, my surname is Ye, you should call me Uncle Ye." After saying that, Ye Xiao paused, then his lips twitched. "Wait, Uncle my foot! Do I look that old!?"

"Thank you, Uncle Ye~" the little maid said in a low, sarcastic voice.

Ye Xiao patted Greta's dodging head, then looked the little girl over.

The girl was fairly pretty, but otherwise unremarkable. He was puzzled as to why the man with the severed finger would request to assassinate her.

The little girl bowed, then walked to the side and tried to stop other passersby from selling flowers.

This naturally didn't work. Putting aside everything else, the flowers in the basket didn't even have names, and people who really wanted to buy flowers wouldn't be interested in wildflowers that didn't even have names.

Ye Xiao was still watching the girl's back when a gust of cold wind suddenly blew by, and a shop sign not far above the little girl's head became slightly loose.

Ye Xiao noticed the sign out of the corner of his eye. Normally, he might not have thought much of it, but at this moment, he suddenly had an extremely strong feeling that the wooden sign might fly down and hit the girl squarely.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xiao pulled out his staff from his back, and the signboard fell to the ground like a guillotine aimed straight at the head of the girl who was still selling flowers.

"Phase Shift!" The incantation was uttered, and a slight spatial distortion occurred. The fallen sign disappeared, and in its place, a bewildered waterbird flapped its wings and fell from the sky, tracing several ungraceful arcs before crashing to the ground and rolling a few times.

Behind Ye Xiao, a signboard crashed onto the river surface with a "splat".

People don't usually look up when they walk, so this concealment technique performed in mid-air didn't attract as much attention as kicking the dog earlier.

"A miracle sorcerer!?" Greta, standing beside her, widened her eyes.

"You know this too?" Ye Xiao put away his staff. After the sign fell down, he vaguely felt that something was slightly off.

Isn't this little girl a bit too unlucky?

“Of course.” Greta grabbed Ye Xiao’s clothes. “Please, come to hell with me.”

"Your invitation is way too damn intimidating, I must decline." Ye Xiao was exasperated. "Seriously, don't you think there's something strange about this little girl?"

Chapter Seventy-Four: Street Fighting

"Hmm, let me see." The little maid looked at the girl's lonely figure. "Is she not as tall as me?"

Ye Xiao was speechless. "You're comparing your height to an eight-year-old??"

Could you please have something like what the most ancient demon god should look like?

“Just kidding.” Greta covered her mouth and chuckled, then became slightly serious. “Well… her fate lines have become disordered.”

Although Ye Xiao was in conversation, his gaze remained fixed on the little girl not far away, as if afraid that some strange accident might occur again. "What do you mean?"

“Hmm… It’s hard to explain the knowledge above the Saint rank to you.” The little maid pointed casually, and a branch flew up from the ground, drawing a little person and several lines on the ground. “The lines of fate are derived from the laws of time. Everyone has a predetermined line of fate. The closer they are in time, the fewer and sparser they are, and the farther away they are, the more and denser they are.”

“Every choice an ordinary person makes brings them closer to the corresponding line of destiny, and then their predetermined destiny intertwines with other lines of destiny in the world.”

"It's roughly like this: every time you make a choice, your future changes according to that choice, but this change is based on something; it's connected to all the threads of destiny in the world."

"Astrologers or fortune tellers can use the Thread of Fate to glimpse the outcome of a choice before it is made, but of course, this outcome is dynamic rather than absolute."

"The girl's fate is tangled, which means that her choices and her future are chaotic, and the choices she makes may not necessarily lead to the corresponding future."

"This doesn't seem to matter to ordinary people, does it?" Ye Xiao glanced at the painting on the ground. "Anyway, they don't know what their future holds."

“Not necessarily.” Greta smiled as she looked at Ye Xiaoling’s eyes beneath her messy bangs. “But the disorder of the Fate Threads is itself a characteristic that is rejected by the laws.”

"feature?"

“For example, the avatars of gods. Because gods control the laws and transcend constraints, if a divine projection avatar that does not belong to this world interferes with it, its fate will also be disordered. The stronger the interference and the stronger the repulsion, the more disordered the fate will be,” Greta continued. “In a way you can understand, it means becoming very unlucky. So, if a divine avatar tries to forcibly disrupt the order of this world with excessive divine power, the worst-case scenario might be a spacetime storm or other disaster that directly destroys its existence.”

"...No wonder I've been feeling unlucky lately, turns out there's a jinx here."

"Go to hell! You were just unlucky!"

"What are you yelling about? I didn't say anything to you!" Ye Xiao touched the teeth marks on his arm. In his field of vision, a suspicious figure wearing a cloak was slowly walking towards the little girl not far away, blending into the crowd. "Could this girl be another god?"

Ye Xiao had had enough of dealing with strange and bizarre gods.

“If it were truly a god, they would be able to disguise the Threads of Fate, though they can’t fool me,” Greta said, puffing out her chest.

"Wow, you're so amazing! If your subordinates are this good, then Lord Mammon must be even better."

"You naughty guy, stop interrupting!" The little maid pinched Ye Xiao's waist and said angrily, "The incarnation of a god is just one example. There are also situations that can cause the thread of fate to become disordered. For example, this person may have a great influence on this world, or be a visitor from another world who does not belong to this world—so you are just unlucky!"

"This little girl doesn't look like a player either." Ye Xiao said to Greta, taking a step forward and slowly approaching the cloaked figure who was also approaching the little girl in the crowd. "Does that mean she will have an impact on the world?"

“Usually it’s a negative impact.” Greta followed behind Ye Xiao, seamlessly switching to telepathic communication. “For example, a demon king who might destroy the world.”

"Ha." Ye Xiao thought to himself, "The threads of Ella's fate must have become a pretzel, no wonder she keeps running into evil gods."

The cloaked figure stood behind the girl, a dagger gleaming coldly suddenly appearing from the thick gloves he was wearing. But Ye Xiao's laughter suddenly rang out from behind him, causing him to turn around.

"What a coincidence, brother, are you here to kill this girl too?" Ye Xiao asked in a low voice with a smile.

The cloaked man paused for a moment, then gripped his dagger and stabbed it fiercely into Ye Xiao's lower abdomen.

The dagger's angle was so cunning and treacherous that if Ye Xiao had kept his gaze focused on his upper body, he probably wouldn't have noticed the thrust at all.

Although Ye Xiao's gaze wasn't fixed on what was below him, his left hand, as if guided by instinct, struck first and firmly grasped the wrist holding the dagger. At the same time, his right hand, holding the blade, gently slit the other's throat.

Just like his escape from the pool at Tianqin Peak last time, Ye Xiao, who is used to going on adventures alone, has a habit of hiding a blade in his sleeve. It is very convenient for covert killing in this situation - after all, drawing a sword directly in a crowd would be too noisy.

"Ah..." The assassin let out a silent gasp and immediately lost his strength. The dagger he was holding was also loosened by Ye Xiao's wrist and fell to the ground.

"Relax." Ye Xiao helped the other man by choking him to prevent blood from splattering, and then helped the blood-stricken and exhausted killer lie down slowly on the roadside.

Passersby hurrying along the street wouldn't care at all about the homeless man who suddenly collapsed on the roadside.

Ye Xiao wiped the blood off his hands on the cloaked man's black cloak. He thought that after waiting for so long, he had completed Atorina's request. But when he turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint, cold light flashing across the river from the corner of his eye.

More than one assassin?

Ye Xiao flashed in front of the girl who was still selling flowers, grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back sharply. The arrow that pierced the air grazed the little girl's forehead and hit the vegetable price board next to her.

When the second killer appeared, the nature of the situation changed.

Ye Xiao originally planned to wait here for the assassin who came looking for the little girl to appear, kill him directly, and then go back to find Artorina.

But the appearance of a second assassin meant that the protection mission was more troublesome than he had imagined, and the number of enemies attacking was now uncertain.

Ye Xiao could no longer let the little girl wander around selling flowers outside. He picked her up and, amidst the vegetable vendor's shouts and curses, snatched the vendor's stall board to use as a shield to protect himself.

The second arrow followed closely behind, embedding itself in the thick wooden plank. Ye Xiao, carrying the bewildered little girl, turned and ran into a side alley.

Wearing a maid dress, Greta followed Ye Xiao with her short legs, but the smiling expression on her face showed that she was not only not nervous about the current situation, but also somewhat happy.

A figure suddenly appeared at the end of the alley, and Ye Xiao threw the stall he was holding at the person without saying a word.

The spinning wooden plank hurtled straight at the figure's face, and with a crisp sound of a long sword being drawn, the plank shattered in two.

But behind the split wooden planks, only a little girl and a pink-haired maid stood alone in the alley; Ye Xiao was nowhere to be seen.

Oh no! The figure seemed to realize something and immediately looked up.

In his field of vision, a blinding blade of light descended from the sky.

Chapter Seventy-Five: All is Promised

Ye Xiao's strike did not land properly. The ground trembled slightly, and the rising clods of earth coalesced into a giant human figure, using its hard stone skull to block the falling blade.

With a clang of metal on metal, Ye Xiao stepped on the head of the suddenly appearing earth elemental puppet and somersaulted backward, barely dodging its swinging fist.

The giant fist formed from rock cracked the wall along the alley like a spider web. Ye Xiao landed, holding his sword in front of Greta and the little girl. He took the staff off his back with his left hand and glanced at the elemental mage in a black cloak who appeared above the building.

“My friend,” another assassin, still shaken, stepped out from behind the earth elemental golem, sword in hand. Only a pair of fierce eyes were visible through the high collar and pulled-down hood. “Your skills are indeed impressive, but I advise you not to meddle in things you shouldn’t.”

At the same time, Ye Xiao heard footsteps behind him, and he also caught the faint sound of a bowstring being pulled. It seemed that the guy who shot the arrow from the other side of the river had also come over for a team-building activity.

"With such a large entourage, I'd think you were here to assassinate some marquis." Feeling the wind elemental magic slowly gathering behind him, Ye Xiao quietly used his foot to hook a small stone to the side. "Could you please give me your name so I can consider whether I should continue to interfere?"

The assassin with the sword frowned. "'Bound by blood, united in heart, sworn by severed fingers,' perhaps you should also give yourself a name?"

“‘Nothing is true, everything is permitted,’” Ye Xiao said without changing his expression.

"...What kind of organization is this?"

"Ignorant fool, you've never even heard of my Brotherhood, yet you dare to try and become an assassin?"

"'Brotherhood'...?" The assassin paused, then his eyes flashed with malice. "I don't care where you're from, the internal affairs of the One-Finger Group are none of your business!"

"What, don't you understand our declaration? My brotherhood can do whatever it wants, and it's none of your business."

"court death!"

The assassin, finally losing his temper, drew his knife and charged forward.

He finally realized that the guy opposite him was just joking with him.

As for Ye Xiao, knowing that the other party was the one with the severed finger was enough. Although he had a general idea when he saw the assassination commission appear at the Five Fingers Bar, he did not expect that Atolina would actually dare to oppose his own organization to his face.

Ye Xiao immediately kicked a stone at the charging assassin, while pointing his staff behind him with his left hand, "Phase Shift!"

The "whoosh" of the arrow pierced the air just as the words fell, but its path, only halfway through, suddenly turned into a powerless pebble.

At the same time, the stone that Ye Xiao kicked away suddenly transformed into an arrow carrying the force of a gale, shooting straight toward the face of the sword-wielding assassin.

The arrow, which appeared without warning, caught the charging assassin completely off guard, leaving him no time to react. He hastily raised his hand to block it.

The arrow suddenly pierced the sword, and the spiraling wind caused the sword to tremble and fall from the assassin's hand. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Xiao pressed forward and swung his longsword toward the opponent's throat.

Seeing the situation was dire, the mage on the rooftop hurriedly manipulated his earth elemental puppet to leap forward and block the way, while simultaneously chanting a spell that stirred up sand and gravel from the ground, which then adhered to Ye Xiao's legs.

Ye Xiao immediately waved his staff, and a fireball arced out and accurately hit the mage high above.

The mage hurriedly channeled his magic to create a shield in front of him, but the dazzling sparks from the explosion instantly obscured his vision. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Xiao jumped to the side and stepped onto the wall, escaping the earth that had risen from the ground.

Using the force of the wall's recoil against his feet, Ye Xiao flipped over the shoulder of the earthen golem blocking his way, changing his jumping angle in mid-air. He then grabbed the end of his staff with his left hand and hurled it at the assassin who was hurriedly picking up his longsword.

The instant the staff left his hand, Ye Xiao shouted, "Phase Shift!"

The staff instantly transformed into a sharp arrow, piercing the air with the force of its throw and precisely striking the astonished eyes of the assassin.