The Villain Saint is my secondary account

For the first time in his life, Ye Xiao regretted his loose tongue. "No, brothers, I have to go. I really have something urgent to attend to..."

It's about to burst open. Putting everything else aside, Ye Xiao's student uniform was stolen, and he can't even imagine how terrible the scene would be if he were discovered.

But a group of fanatical princess supporters swarmed him like madmen, forcibly dragging him toward the medical room outside the arena.

……

Somewhere in the palace, a figure dressed in a black ceremonial robe was staring at a crystal ball on a table alongside a blond man.

The changing light and shadow on it depict the moment when Ella, dressed in white, draws her sword and cleaves through the flames.

"Your Highness, given the current situation, the existence of the Holy Maiden of Light will inevitably affect our plans." In stark contrast to the suspicious and mysterious black robe, a slightly irritable and hoarse male voice rang out, "A sixteen-year-old swordsmanship master... this is unheard of in the entire history of the continent, and she is also chosen by the God of Light. If we allow her to grow, the future Holy Temple will be more powerful than ever before."

“I understand…” the blond man rubbed his forehead, “but… my teacher warned me before he left that I must not make any rash moves against this person, and I have also tried to observe the lines of fate on his face…”

"What did Your Highness see?"

“A pure black hole has no fate to draw upon.” The blond man shook his head. “Without the teacher’s instructions, we must avoid her, High Priest. Ken Betis died mysteriously at her hands, and the Royal Power Plan cannot risk using her as bait again.”

"Avoiding her again and again, avoiding her again and again, when will this end?" The black-robed priest disagreed with the prince's suggestion. "To seize the Ring of Destiny, we have to avoid that Ye Xiao under her command, which led to Atorina taking the sacrifices to Stormport and now we can't even find her. Now the Royal Power Plan has to avoid her again. Which of your plans is working smoothly right now?! Just because the Evolution Ritual was hindered by her, you're afraid of a mortal to this extent?"

"I really don't understand, why don't you nip it in the bud while it's still weak? Are you going to wait until it becomes a saint?"

“Priest, you can’t say that. She is, after all, the chosen one of the God of Light. If we attack her now, it could very well provoke the wrath of the Holy Temple.”

"You're afraid of the Holy Temple without her guidance? Where will you hide once she becomes the Holy Temple's leader?" The irritable black-robed priest slammed his fist on the table. "I'll deal with her myself. You'd better stay hidden. The Holy Temple won't hold a grudge against you for this."

"Priest, please don't be impulsive..." The prince was about to speak to stop him, but the irritable black-clad priest had already stood up, flicked his sleeves, and left.

"Sigh." He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The teacher left without a word this morning, without leaving him any clear instructions.

The situation seems to be spiraling out of control.

……

Meanwhile, Ella also left the arena and, escorted by a group of Templar Knights, arrived at the academy gate.

The petite girl, her silver twin ponytails swaying, was somewhat taken aback when she saw the large group of noble students gathered at the entrance.

Just as she thought she was being blocked at the door by the defiant princess faction students, a familiar figure in the crowd walked forward somewhat shakily, holding a bouquet of flowers.

This is a girl with long, beige hair wearing a short, fluffy cloak with embroidered wave-like patterns along the edges, and two pink and white pom-poms adorning her bow tie.

"Congratulations... Congratulations to the Holy Maiden on winning the duel!" The girl and the group of students said, seemingly both delighted and fearful.

“…Miss Eileen?” Ella recognized the girl in front of her; she was the crybaby noble lady that Ye Xiao had met in the Howling Mountains.

It makes sense that he returned to the academy after that separation, since the academy is a gathering place for noble children from all over the country.

Eileen was initially surprised, but then her joy was like that of a cat seeing a can of food. "Holy... Holy Maiden, you know me!?"

"Ah..." Ella smiled and took the flowers from the other person's hand. "After all, we're classmates. Thank you."

"Holy Maiden!!!" Eileen's eyes were filled with tears, and she was so moved that she tried to hug Ella.

The Templar Knight instinctively tried to stop her, but Ella gently raised her hand to stop him.

The girl's enthusiastic hug almost took Ella's breath away, but she didn't push her away coldly. Instead, she peeked out from the girl's embrace and thanked the group of students who came to congratulate her.

"Hehe, thanks everyone!"

Like the melodious and clear voice of a lark, the students finally realized that the eldest daughter of the duke's family, who had always been arrogant, seemed much gentler than before.

This emboldened some of the most ardent fans of the "saintly woman" faction, who had previously been hesitant and observing, and now gathered even closer.

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Disheartened Princess

After some pulling and tugging, Ella finally left the gate surrounded by a group of students.

Watching the Holy Maiden get into the car and leave, Eileen blushed before discussing with her classmate next to her: "It seems that Lady Heville has become much more approachable since she was crowned the Chosen One."

"Indeed, they used to just tell me to get lost, but now they're actually thanking me. I'm so touched."

"Ah... I was actually hoping to hear Lady Havil call me an 'ant' again... but I love the current Saintess so much..."

As Ella drove further and further away in the carriage, she couldn't hear the whispers of the students behind her; otherwise, she probably would have gained a new perspective on her admirers.

The silver-haired girl simply sat in the carriage stretching, preparing to return to the sanctuary to await the dungeon invitation sent to her by the palace.

Incidentally, shift your attention to your own clone.

She was feeling quite relaxed, but Ye Xiao was on pins and needles.

At the entrance to the academy's medical room, Ye Xiao was also surrounded by a group of students, his expression like that of Louis XVI about to be executed.

"Brother, your spirit can inspire us and will surely uplift Her Highness!"

"Our mission is entrusted to you, brother. Use your imperial spirit to save Her Highness!"

"Thank you all for your kindness, brothers, but my stomach really hurts a bit. Can I go to the toilet first?" Ye Xiao said with an embarrassed smile.

Before he could finish speaking, he was shoved into the medical room with a slap.

"Go! The future of the empire rests on your shoulders!"

Damn it! A bunch of cowards are too afraid to mess with the princess, so you want me to do it?!

Ye Xiao's lips twitched. He understood these guys' little scheme perfectly well, but the door behind him had already been pulled.

Looking at the eldest princess leaning against the snow-white goose down bed not far away, Ye Xiao couldn't help but swallow.

Sunlight streamed through the wooden window bars, casting dappled patterns on the princess's slightly wavy long hair. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, but her azure eyes on her fair face seemed lost in thought, as if she were pondering something.

Despite the girl's beautiful face, Ye Xiao had no liking for her because of her royal status, her arrogant and condescending attitude, and her hatred for Lilia and Ella.

His previous pretense was for self-preservation. Now, although he had been accidentally pushed into the room, he couldn't possibly do anything foolish like cheering on this princess who hated him.

Besides, given the other party's terrible temper and arrogance, if Ye Xiao really dared to go up and spout nonsense, he would probably get a good scolding. He would only be looking for trouble if he had nothing better to do.

So Ye Xiao simply stood silently at the door, waiting for the guys outside to open it for him.

When the time comes, he should just say that he said a lot but the princess ignored him, then find a place, take off his clothes, and run away quickly. That's the best strategy.

One minute, two minutes...

In the dead silence, Princess Skadi, sitting on the bed, seemed to finally realize that there was another person in the room.

She turned her head, her slightly dazed eyes regaining focus, tinged with a hint of surprise. "You are... that student from the audience?"

Ye Xiao had tried her best to stay quiet and hide in the corner, but she didn't expect to be noticed by the other party. Helpless, she could only nod silently.

"Sorry, I didn't notice. I've been here for a long time." Skadi touched her arm, which was wrapped in bandages and still felt a slight pain.

"No, no... I just came in." Ye Xiao gave an embarrassed smile. "It's good that Your Highness is alright. I just came to visit and will leave now so as not to disturb Your Highness."

After saying that, Ye Xiao was about to open the door next to him.

"No, wait a minute..." a soft voice rang out, "Or... so you're disappointed in me after all?"

"I'm so sorry, little sister! I never had any hope for you..." Ye Xiao was speechless, but even with a little force on his wrist, he couldn't open that damned door.

"How could that be, Your Highness? I will always support you." As she spoke, Ye Xiao had already gripped the doorknob with both hands, the veins on her arms bulging. Damn it, how many people are pulling on the door outside? Why can't I open it no matter how hard I try!

"Really……"

"Of course, Your Highness." (Outside: Open the door! Open the door right now!)

"That's true... When I was defeated by her, you were the only one who cheered for me... Now that I'm lying in the medical room, you're the only one who's willing to come and visit me."

That's a huge misunderstanding! I'm the only one here who doesn't want to come see you!

"No, there are still many people supporting you, Your Highness. They are right outside." Ye Xiao felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't want to do any kind of psychological counseling for troubled children; he just wanted to open that broken door.

"Thank you for your comforting words," Skadi sighed softly. "That does make me feel a bit better."

"No, there really are other people..."

"Thank you... I don't know, can you listen to me?"

Can't you at least listen to what people are saying?!

"I once thought I was a true genius, born into the imperial family, with unparalleled swordsmanship among my peers..."

The princess's melodious voice lingered in the quiet medical room.

The hazy, yellowish light, influenced by the Tyndall effect, draped the room like a light veil over a young girl, complementing the lush greenery outside the window and creating a beautiful and dreamlike scene.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiao's mind was in turmoil, as if a bunch of pop-up subtitle bubbles were destroying this touching scene.

Please, stop talking! Leave me alone! Find someone worth talking to. What's the point of telling me all this? I don't want to hear the enemy's inner monologue!

"All the citizens of the empire seem to be born to worship me, and my excellence is taken for granted."

"My admirers are merely the foundation beneath my feet, while my opponents are ants that I will destroy sooner or later."

“I sometimes feel a little lonely, but I’ve always thought of it as a sign of weakness.”

"Until this failure... I suddenly realized how ridiculous everything I was so proud of was."

"I once thought that my own level of achievement was so vulnerable in the face of true geniuses."

"That woman has never taken the academy's childish assessments seriously at all."

"She, at the same age, can contend with her brothers in the palace regarding the grand schemes of the empire and the sanctuary, while I only care about the outcome of a mere sword fight..."

"The supporters I thought I had were just worshipping their imagined power. My royal family didn't even bother to visit me when they saw me so badly injured..."

"Even his most prized swordsmanship is nothing more than an ant that can be easily defeated in front of that woman..."

"Even though I swore I would challenge her again, lying in bed, just imagining that stab wound makes my body tremble uncontrollably..."

Skadi looked at her hands, her voice trembling slightly, "I knew then that it was a height I could never reach... Even if I forced myself to try again, just as she said, it would only bring more shame..."

"I... I feel like I'm nothing anymore..."

Chapter Ninety-Four: Unexpected Comfort

Good heavens, it turns out that Ella shattered his Dao Heart.

Ye Xiao could barely understand it. When you see the power displayed by an opponent who is several levels above you before you have reached that level, especially if you are in the same field, it is easy to feel mentally overwhelmed.

However, this situation mostly only occurs in people who are psychologically fragile... This eldest princess, despite her arrogant words, has an unexpectedly weak mentality.

It was just a public humiliation; it just goes to show how comfortable these nobles are...

In his previous life, Ye Xiao was basically beaten down the whole way. Every sword technique and survival skill he learned was the result of blood and tears.

If it were just that I hadn't been hit, it would be fine, but many times when I was hit, I still had to grovel and beg for forgiveness, and if I was slapped on the left cheek, I had to offer the right cheek... Ugh, just thinking about those shitty experiences makes me feel uncomfortable.

In contrast, Lilia, also a princess, is so mentally hard that she seems almost abnormal.

Ye Xiao leaned against the wall, watching the dejected eldest princess, pulling her wandering thoughts back.

However, while she might think this, she couldn't say it out loud. After all, this girl was still a member of the royal family, sheltered in a sheltered environment and not yet out of the academy. It would be a bit harsh to expect her to have the same mental fortitude as those seasoned, experienced adventurers.

But... is it really necessary to comfort her?

Ye Xiao hesitated for a while. To some extent, they were on different sides, and theoretically, it wasn't a good thing for him if this guy cheered up.

On another level, this girl is already showing signs of remorse, and my words could very well influence the direction she takes next...

If left unchecked, he might become despondent and turn into a madman driven by hatred, relentlessly biting Ella. However, if a few words could slightly guide him onto a less dire path, it might not be such a bad thing after all—the chaotic state of the empire's upper echelons is evident to all, and if a responsible royal seedling could grow in such soil, it might have some positive impact.

Of course, this was just Ye Xiao's small hope, and the final result would most likely be that it would be of no use to say it - after all, that's the kind of environment he was in, and the effect of his few words was probably far less than the influence of the environment he was exposed to.

But... it's worth a try anyway.

“Your Highness, I would like to comfort you by saying that a temporary victory or defeat does not determine anything, or that Ella Hayville may have only gained a temporary lead through some treacherous schemes.”

"But I know that such words probably won't do you any good."

In the quiet room, Ye Xiao leaned against the wall behind the bed and slowly began to speak.

“So… you’ve given up on me too, haven’t you?” Skadi whispered.

"That's the truth... We lost, utterly defeated, defeated by the Saintess's swordsmanship." Ye Xiao continued, "But, I don't know what others think, even so, I never regret following you."

"No one is invincible, Your Highness. Even in the greatest epics, heroes always face formidable adversaries."

"I am just an ordinary student with mediocre talent. I may never reach your level in this lifetime, nor can I see the clues in the Saintess's sword technique."

"But I believe in you, not because of your talent, royal lineage, or outstanding appearance."