The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 02.01 - Little Trick

At night, the sky was filled with stars, and a pale blue half moon was suspended high in the night sky, painting the Citadel's night in shades of blue.

In the central district, the White Tower was standing tall beneath the starry sky, its white body bathed in moonlight.

The tall tower was a sacred artifact of the Citadel. According to the outside world, the White Tower was the audience site of the Goddess of the Starsea—people with permission can climb to the top of the tower and pray to the Goddess and receive a response.

As a result, the White Tower District located in the center of the Citadel was the most prosperous area in Academia, and it was where many high-ranking officials and distinguished individuals resided.

Their ultimate pursuit was to climb the White Tower and converse with the stars.

The Bell Protectors' headquarters were located here—a classical Messina-style church, Holy Spirit Church.

Bell Protectors were the guardians of the Citadel, chosen by the Goddess, and they possessed tremendous power.

At this moment, atop the cathedral's bell tower, a girl in a red robe was gazing into the distance.

Besides her, a tall man—dressed in a deep blue robe embroidered with the crest of a storming sea—was pacing back and forth.

"That lass is always late. If the old laws still stood, she would have been sent to the guillotine!" The man growled.

"Priest, those are the old laws of your empire. They don't apply to the present." The red-robed girl glanced at him dissatisfiedly.

The Priest of the Tides puckered his lips: "You always side with her, Alice, just like with that skinny kid."

A strong wind suddenly swept the tower. A Dragon silhouette cut through the night sky and circled around the tower.

A knight in silver armor jumped off the back of the Dragon and landed on the bell tower's platform, blue frostfire spewing out from the chinks in the armor.

When the knight stood up straight, the cobblestone under their feet was already covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Vivian, you're late!" The Priest of the Tides reproached loudly.

The knight walked toward the two, and the silver armor turned into frostfire and disappeared.

A girl emerged from the frostfire and patted her skirt: "Sorry, sorry! Erum said it wanted to enjoy Mordheim's wind, so we stayed there for a bit."

Beneath the armor, the girl was dressed in an academy uniform, her slender legs wrapped in white pantyhose and ankle boots. She looked delicate, as if a gust of wind could knock her down.

As she walked, she nimbly tied her snow-like silver hair into a side ponytail, her ice-like blue eyes blinking playfully: "The evening breeze in the Citadel is really comfortable~"

The priest looked like he wanted to say something. But Alice took two steps forward and asked hurriedly: "Do you have any news about Mo-mo?"

Upon hearing these words, Vivian suddenly became more solemn. She looked at Alice's expectant eyes and shook her head: "I found the imperials who sent the distress signal, lying frozen at the Karadorran Ridge. I examined the bodies, yet didn't find Mo-mo."

"That was an Evil God rank crisis. It wouldn't be strange even if there were no bones left." The Priest of the Tides spoke in a downcast voice.

"No... he is definitely still alive..." Alice lowered her head.

"In summary, I didn't notice any Evil God aura." Vivian sighed, "Erum said it also didn't sense anything. In that case, there are only two possibilities."

"Either the Evil God is gone, or they are so powerful that we can't detect them."

The three Bell Protectors atop the bell tower fell silent. The night breeze in the White Tower District was, as Vivian said, very comfortable. But in the next moment, this comfort was destroyed, and the dark night became so deep that it was suffocating.

"Erum will go to Yanxia for two months. I, on the other hand, will stay in the Citadel for a while." Vivian stretched her body lazily, "I'll keep an eye out for Mo-mo. Don't worry too much. And don't forget that we still have a case to handle."

The latter half of the sentence was spoken to Alice. Alice was Xing Mo's senior, and she has always been very fond of the reclusive boy. His disappearance came as a heavy blow to her.

"I won't..." Alice nodded, "You have to be on your toes."

The Priest of the Tides was silent for a moment, then turned and said: "Contact me if you have any news."

He turned the bell on his wrist, and a storm emerged from his wrist, enveloped him, and took him into the night.

Watching him move farther and farther away, Vivian pursed her lips: "Men from the Machiavellian Empire are really belligerent! Sure enough, they should be punished!"

"Aren't you also an imperial, silly Dragon girl..." Alice said in a low voice.

"I'm half Yanxian and half imperial! I'm not as belligerent as him!"

Vivian approached Alice and gave her a kiss on the cheek, and then stepped back and waved her hand: "See you around. Take care of yourself~"

The girl, with her back to the edge of the bell tower, jumped down. A few seconds later, the Dragon silhouette swept past the bell tower, heading straight for the clouds.

Alice was the only one left on the bell tower, gazing at the night in the White Tower District. She took off her red hood, revealing long fire-red hair.

"Mo-mo, please be okay." The girl closed her eyes, raised her head to the stars, and prayed, "But, if it's you, even if you are in trouble, you will definitely be able to turn the tides..."

......

Xing Mo was indeed in trouble.

Early in the morning, when she awoke from sleep, she found that her chest was heavy, as if there were a stone pressing against her.

Crap... is this sleep paralysis...

Xing Mo closed her eyes and focused, preparing to use the power of string to dispel the sleep paralysis.

But then, she suddenly heard moans: "Uh... soft... bread..."

Subsequently, a sharp pain came from her chest—

"Ahhhhh!"

Xing Mo opened her eyes and threw the thing lying on top of her to the other end of the room, then covered her chest with a blanket and sat up, tears in her eyes.

She looked toward the other end of the room and finally realized that the thing she threw...

... seemed to be Aurora.

"Ugh..."

The groggy white haired loli stood up, shook her head, and looked in confusion at Xing Mo sitting on the bed.

Shoot, is this considered an act of blasphemy...

Not good... she's going to flip out! She's definitely going to flip out!

Xing Mo's brain worked at full capacity. As she was thinking about how to hoodwink Aurora, the little lass spoke up first: "... huh? Why am I... down here?"

She looked like she hasn't fully awoken yet, a confused look on her face.

That degree of impact seemed to be nothing to her...

Xing Mo seized this opportunity and spoke up: "No Idea. Perhaps you had trouble sleeping and thus got out of bed? I was wondering where you were."

"Ah...? Oh... I... I'm going to wash up..."

Aurora walked toward the door in a daze, muttering to herself: "I dreamed of eating bread... the bread flew away... boo..."

When Aurora disappeared behind the door, Xing Mo quickly lowered her head and checked if she had been bitten—she didn't find anything.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the ceiling and fell back onto the bed.

"Save me... Senior Alice... I can't see any hope..."