The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"Ahem, it's only natural." Li Cheng saw the hair in Ye Xiao's hand, clenched his fist and covered his mouth slightly embarrassedly, and whispered, "...Hey, don't expose this kind of thing in front of the Holy Maiden."

"You actually know that?" Ye Xiao found it inexplicably amusing. "Why aren't you chasing after the Holy Maiden anymore? Have you finally figured it out?"

“What are you saying? That’s faith, but you can’t abandon life because of faith,” Li Cheng said seriously. “Besides, doesn’t the Holy Maiden have you? I’m just a devout believer. I can’t do something like fighting with my brother.”

"To be fair, your thought process has some scientific value." Ye Xiao was speechless.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing. For the sake of the Holy Maiden, give your brother some face." Li Cheng waved his hand.

As they chatted and laughed, Ye Xiao suddenly caught a glimpse of a burly figure appearing at the entrance of the tavern.

A crow was perched on the figure's shoulder, peeking out curiously.

At the same time, some discordant noises could be heard.

"What's this guy doing here??"

"unlucky!"

"What's going on? Get out of here!"

These sounds coming from the other tables were clearly directed at the big guy who suddenly stood up and closed the door.

But the burly figure ignored the shouts and silently walked through the lobby to Ye Xiao's table.

The burly man was draped in a cloak that smelled of earth, and behind the high collar were a pair of empty, lifeless eyes that looked like those of a dead man as he stared at Ye Xiao.

"...You know him?" Li Cheng glanced at the big guy, then at Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao shook his head, his hand already silently resting on the hilt of the knife against the back of the chair.

Then, with a thud, the big guy suddenly knelt down on both knees and kowtowed hard to Ye Xiao.

Chapter Three: A Humble Request

"Oh!" Ye Xiao hurriedly stood up. "What are you doing?!"

As the big man kowtowed, the crows clinging to his shoulders also began to caw loudly, their cawing echoing in the tavern lobby, causing the diners nearby to cover their ears and curse.

"It's so noisy! What on earth is going on over there?!" "Hey, waiter! Waiter! Get this guy out of here!?"

All eyes in the hall turned to this place. Ella, Freya, and Greta at the table couldn't help but pull the brim of their cloaks tighter. There was no other reason than that the appearances of these three girls were too easy to attract unnecessary attention.

Especially Ella's signature silver hair and red eyes; her name is known throughout Loren.

"What's going on, buddy? Let's talk this out." Ye Xiao's scalp tingled. He had been beaten up without saying a word many times, but this was the first time someone had knelt down to him the moment they met.

What is this supposed to be, a plea for justice? But the person he's kowtowing to isn't Ella, so telling me about his grievances with Ye Xiao won't do any good.

The burly man knelt on the ground, took out a faded cloth bag from under his heavy coat, and said in a low voice, "Sir, this is all my property. I only hope that I can exchange it for something from you."

As he spoke, the crows on his shoulder continued to caw loudly.

"How about we talk somewhere else? Your pet is really disturbing the peace." Ye Xiao said helplessly. Although he didn't know what was wrong, he knew that if this continued, it would anger the entire tavern.

As for danger, he might be more vigilant if he were alone, but with Ella right next to him, and Greta and Freya there to back him up, he really doesn't need to be too afraid unless he turns into an evil god on the spot.

However, after Ye Xiao finished speaking, the crow seemed to caw even louder at him.

“She said she’s not a pet,” the maid suddenly murmured from the side.

Ye Xiao was taken aback. "You can understand what this crow is saying?"

“This isn’t a raven,” Greta said languidly. “It’s a owl.”

After Greta spoke, the bird on the big guy's shoulder suddenly stopped chirping, hopped a couple of times, and nestled next to the big guy's head, as if it was trembling.

Dark owl?

Looking at the completely black bird, Ye Xiao suddenly remembered that when Greta summoned the three-headed dog, it seemed that the dog had mentioned this name.

Even though the bird stopped howling, Ye Xiao got up, told his friends at the table, and left the tavern with the big guy.

When Ye Xiao left, he also took the little maid with him. He was afraid that the girl would secretly drink while he was away. After all, apart from himself, even Ella probably couldn't control the girl at this table.

Moreover, Greta can recognize the bird on the big guy's body, so she might be able to help in some way.

Watching Ye Xiao lead the little maid and that burly figure out the door, Li Cheng scratched his head with slight worry, "They should be alright, right?"

He was actually hesitant about whether to go and take a look, since he was sitting close by and could feel the aura emanating from that big guy, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li." A light and pleasant voice rang out. Li Cheng turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw Ella smiling at him. He immediately felt much more at ease.

Since the Holy Maiden isn't worried, there shouldn't be any problem.

In a secluded corner of the street outside the door, Ye Xiao took a package covered in mud that the big guy handed him. When he opened it, he found that it contained some gold coins and strangely shaped ores.

All these items add up to a little over fifty gold coins, but even Ye Xiao couldn't quite identify some of the stones, so the price is just an estimate.

"Dude, so what are you hoping to exchange these for?" Ye Xiao asked, picking up where the big guy left off in the tavern.

"In recent years, I have been searching for materials suitable for suppressing dead souls." The big man clasped his hands together, his tone humble.

Such a rugged figure, yet such a respectful posture—it looked somewhat awkward.

"Then... my partner, this bird, Eunice, saw that you, my partner, had some very suitable material at the market this afternoon, so I came here specifically to see if I could exchange it with you."

The material for suppressing dead souls… Ye Xiao stroked his chin, could it be referring to Styx Rock?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Greta beside him.

The maid didn't deliberately hide the fact that she possessed Styx Rock; she simply crossed her arms over her chest and said indifferently, "That's not something mortals should covet."

Goodness, why didn't you say that when you gave it to me before? Ye Xiao found the little maid's serious words inexplicably amusing.

But since Greta didn't want to give it, Ye Xiao certainly wouldn't force her, so he spread his hands towards the big guy and said, "Sorry."

However, let alone Greta, even Ye Xiao wouldn't give it to him. Putting everything else aside, this guy in front of him looks too suspicious. Who knows what he'll do with the Styx Rock?

The big guy's face was mostly covered by his collar, but from the wrinkled forehead and the sparse hair on his head that were visible, you could tell that he was not a very likable guy.

His somewhat sunken eyes seemed to reveal a hint of disappointment. He hesitated for a moment, then took out a black-covered book from under his coat and handed it to Ye Xiao.

"...Could we add this as well?

The book's cover was already quite brittle from its age. Ye Xiao took it and held it very carefully, afraid of accidentally damaging it and being blackmailed. "What is this?"

The owl on the big guy's shoulder seemed about to yell again when it saw this scene, but when it glanced at Greta standing lazily next to Ye Xiao, it swallowed its voice.

"It's some of my... knowledge," the big man said tremblingly.

"Um...may I take a look?"

"As you wish."

Ye Xiao gently opened the thin cover, revealing obscure and difficult-to-understand symbols and array-like patterns on the pages.

With his mediocre mage skills, which relied on the system, he naturally couldn't understand it very well. He flipped through several pages but still didn't know what these talismans were for.

He glanced to his side and saw that Greta was also looking at the words on the book with great interest, but she didn't seem to have any intention of explaining it to him.

The maid stared intently for a while before noticing Ye Xiao's helpless and confused look. She was somewhat surprised, "...You don't understand?"

"Why do you think I can understand it?" Ye Xiao asked, even more surprised.

"Huh? You can even construct miraculous spells that manipulate space and time, but you can't understand these incantations?"

Ye Xiao coughed guiltily, "That's a long story... but I have to admit, my basic skills in magic are really quite poor."

The little maid's cute face showed a conflicted and helpless expression. "If the greatest arcanist ever knew that his legacy had been passed on to a magic illiterate, he would probably jump out of his coffin."

Chapter Four: Bounty Hunter

"Hey, don't worry about the details." Ye Xiao waved his hand. "Could you help explain it to me?"

"It's mostly self-developed necromancy spells; some of the ideas are quite interesting." Seeing that Ye Xiao didn't understand, Greta simply took the book from him, casually flipped through it, and then looked at the big guy. "It doesn't seem like an academic product. Did you teach yourself this, human?"

Although the big guy didn't know who this arrogant little girl was, he still acted very respectfully, saying, "I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from some other seniors."

"Hmm." After reading it, Greta handed the book back to Ye Xiao. "You're quite talented, but I don't need it."

"What a pity, buddy, my older brother said she doesn't need it." Ye Xiao handed the book back to the big guy, and jokingly teased the haughty little maid.

Then he felt a small hand pinch his side.

"Sigh..." The big man sighed, took back the book, gently stroked the old cover with his bandaged hand, and then put it back in his coat. "I apologize for taking up your time."

"It's nothing... but I'm a little curious, what do you want to do with that stone?" Ye Xiao asked. "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say."

The big guy shook his head, turned and left without answering Ye Xiao's question.

His tall, strong figure walked down the street, yet seemed somewhat forlorn.

……

"Steal it! Can't you find a way to steal it?"

The owl on the gravedigger's shoulder saw Ye Xiao and Greta return to the tavern in the distance and immediately started yelling again.

Although it was just noisy syllables to passersby, it was real words to the big guy.

"No." The big guy simply responded with a soft "No."

"Why! You're Besolini!" The owl's voice was loud and unpleasant. "Couldn't you have grabbed the man and threatened the woman? Dissolve his bones with the Corruption Charm! Drain his blood with the Bloodlust Worms!"

"Why?! Why did you have to kneel down and beg?! Aren't you ashamed?!"

"Once you obtain that stone and seal away more souls, you can ascend to become a lich!"

“I told you that’s not my goal, Eunice,” the big man said in a low voice.

"Why didn't you say that when you killed my father?"

"Huh? You think you're a good person now?"

"You turned me into this wretched state, and now you want to redeem me?!"

"Who are you trying to fool! Who do you think you are!"

The big guy didn't respond to the owl's commotion anymore, and just walked silently along the deserted street.

Just as he was about to reach the edge of the town, several figures suddenly appeared in his field of vision, blocking the end of the road.

Instinctively, the burly gravedigger turned around, only to find that the path behind him was also blocked by several figures lurking outside the streetlights.

Two figures suddenly appeared and slowly approached the burly man surrounded in the middle. The person directly in front walked out of the darkness into the flickering lamplight. The man at the very front was wearing a black and gray trench coat and a brown felt hat, and was leaning on a straight cane.

"Good, good, good." The man looked to be in his thirties, with a pair of brown eyes hidden in the shadow of his hat brim on his narrow face. His voice was gloomy. "Everyone, take a look and see who this is."

“I don’t know you,” the big man said in a low voice. “I don’t think I’ve offended you.”

“But I know you, Besolini.” The leader chuckled. “I never expected that the infamous Deathwhisper would be hiding in this godforsaken town. What a pleasant surprise.”

“…Bounty hunter.” Besolini raised his hand, stroking the owl on his shoulder, and swallowed. “You go first, Eunice.”

"Why leave? Just because of these clowns who delivered themselves to us?"

"Knowing your name, how dare they provoke you? Kill them!" the owl howled again.

"Hey, isn't that damn bird you're keeping too noisy?" The lead bounty hunter frowned and gestured slightly with his hand.

"boom"

With a loud bang, another bounty hunter nearby unleashed a dazzling burst of fire from his long-barreled musket.

A spark streaked across the night sky, grazed Besolini's arm, and left a trail of splattered blood.

The moment the enemy raised their gun, Besolini grabbed the owl and swerved to the side, barely managing to avoid being shot dead.

“Valen musket…” The burly gravedigger touched the scars on his arm, his body trembling slightly.

"You're quite knowledgeable... huh?"

Besolini knelt down, prostrated himself on the ground, and kowtowed to the bounty hunter.

"What are you doing?" The bounty hunter was a little confused, and his grip on his cane paused for a moment.

"Please... spare us." Even though he was lying on the ground like a giant bear, his deep, resonant voice uttered humble words that seemed incongruous with his size.

The owl flapped its wings again, letting out a piercing howl, and the leader, after a moment of stunned silence, burst into laughter.

"Are you kidding me, hahaha??"

The leader kicked the massive body, his face full of disdain and mockery.