The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

Awadh Empire, House of Commons.

"How is the progress of the Saint of Chaos?"

The bright firelight dazzled the faces of several priests, and the light and dark shadows cut past. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was the sharp sound of the human skin train roaring past, and the entire city-state was shaking.

"The plan went very smoothly." Mr. Franz looked at the letter that was delivered - it was sent back when Elf was on vacation for the weekend.

He paused, pursed his lips, and then said slowly: "She has achieved very good results."

"As expected of the Chosen God of Chaos."

"Your Highness Elf has always been so outstanding." The priests smiled.

All this is within reach.

How could a mere child from the border resist the great chaos?

"I wonder what achievements Her Majesty the Holy Maiden has achieved?" Someone asked, "Did she completely capture the town of Saidian? Did she create chaos, or did she make the believers kill each other?"

Franci was silent for a while,

"In this monthly exam, she got full marks on "Theory of the Origin of Glory" and "Practical Operations of Hunting the Secret Cult", and she ranked first in the class."

"."

What the hell?

Everyone fell into hesitation and confusion, and everyone felt that they were hearing hallucinations.

They looked at each other and saw clear confusion in each other's eyes.

Theory of the origin of brilliance.

Practical practice of hunting esoteric cultists?

What the hell is this?

Aren't you a Tantric believer yourself?

Do you want to commit suicide?

We all know that Chaos Cultists are lunatics, but we have never seen such outrageous lunatics!

Councilor Franz also looked quite embarrassed. He coughed softly to maintain order in the parliament.

"Ahem." Franci said in a deep voice, "Elf said in the letter that this was all planned."

"What's the plan?" Hope arose in the hearts of many believers.

Franci looked at the letter, "She said that the one with the best monthly exam score can be the squad leader."

"." The hope that had just risen suddenly fed the dog again.

You are a majestic esoteric saint, and your dream in this life is to be the squad leader!

"The squad leader is Ansu's confidant," Franci coughed again, "Every day I have the opportunity to get close to Ansu alone."

"She said in the letter that she is fully prepared and will win."

Franci collected the letter and looked at everyone with cold eyes. His cold voice echoed in the meeting hall, "She will overthrow Saidan, and the era of chaos will surely come."

——

dusk.

It's raining lightly.

Lines of rain fell from the sky, weaving diagonally in the intertwining lines of dusk and night, hitting the eaves bit by bit.

"come in."

Alice heard the sound coming from the room, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Thunder flashed past, and a ray of light flashed by the window lattice, highlighting her face in detail.

Those blood-red eyes were about to drip with madness.

I endured it for thirty days,

It's finally time for her revenge.

The corners of her mouth were raised high due to pleasure, and her shoulders were shaking slightly due to excitement, but in just a moment, she calmed down her mood, and in a flash of lightning, she became Alice again.

That elegant and proud noble girl.

Although this body is not Elf's original body, it is just a projection of the spirit body of the Saint of Chaos. Alice can possess the strength of level three or above.

She was confident that she could control Ansu as long as she was alone with him.

And here, there is no one else.

Elf opened the door,

The boy was standing in front of the window lattice as the rain washed down.

His long gray hair trailed to the ground, his blue eyes were gentle, his slender body was covered with a golden cloak, and the shirt inside his coat was folded out of a white tie.

"This is the report card, Your Majesty Ansu." Elf put a thick stack of paper on the desk and observed Ansu's expression.

She already knew,

The saint in front of her was more troublesome than anyone she had ever encountered.

By the way, can this creature really be called a saint?

Alice's soul still retains a vague fear of Anzu;

Ansu's every move seemed strange, and Elf even had an illusion. A cold invisible light shone in the depths of Ansu's eyes, and that light seemed to see through people, going straight into their souls.

[X-ray illumination]

That light was not an illusion, the cold light in Ansu's eyes was exactly X-ray, one of the holy lights.

The image of Elf's bones was clearly reflected on Ansu's retina.

A bird's eye view.

Ansu also had a panoramic view of the various items in Elf's small bag.

A sense of crisis suddenly arose in Elf's heart. This sense of danger came from instinct, reminding her that something was wrong. She gently put the information away, thinking that today was not the right day to take action.

It happened that at this moment, Ansu's magic telegram made a slight buzzing sound.

A brand new letter came out of the telegram.

The Secret Cult of Pain sent a second letter.

Elf let out a gentle breath, raised her head, looked at Ansu, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved in pleasure.

His eyes quickly turned to blood red.

The complicated lines rotate, intertwine, and distort all consciousness.

【Eye of Confusion】

【Intermediate magic】

[Can cause beings whose level is lower than the caster to fall into a state of dizziness and confusion]

Ansu's body was swaying, about to fall, and his pupils gradually dimmed.

It worked.

The smile on Elf's lips became more and more crazy. She quickly took action, first snatching away the telegram containing the key information, and looked into it with her blood-red pupils——

"You get zero points."

She instantly sensed something was wrong, and there was a more terrifying shadow lurking behind her.

The uneasiness in Elf's heart did not come from Ansu, but from the shadow behind her.

Thunder flashed between the window lattice, reflecting the shadow behind her and her gorgeous amber pupils!

The assassin who can hide from Elf can only be a fourth-level existence.

The shadow cut through Elf's meridians, and blood spurted out instantly.

Enya didn't give the former a chance to resist at all. The cold sword light reflected the thunder outside the window, opening up along the blood vessels, and the temperature flowed through the body.

This telegram turned out to be used to bomb people.

Elf was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

It was clear that she was in excruciating pain, but she didn't care at all.

This was the first time she had admitted defeat, and she found it quite interesting.

"How did you discover me?" Elf asked Ansu, "I used Alice's body."

By this time, Ansu had woken up from his chaotic state.

"Pig farmers are very concerned about the weight of the pigs." Ansu rubbed his swollen temples, "Alice is only a second-level saint, but the pain she provided me was twofold."

What the hell are you talking about? The Saint of Chaos has learned a lot now.

never mind,

This is just her spiritual projection,

Just quit.

"Look at what this is first."

Ansu saw Elf's thoughts. He took out a pendant from his sleeve and gently shook it in front of Elf's eyes. "Enya helped me hold down her limbs."

High-level relic, [Chaos of the Good]

At this moment, Ansu had peeled off the shell of its ordinary pendant.

Has a hypnotic effect.

"How do you know that this thing is well disguised?"

"I used X-rays to find out the prohibited items."

"."

"Enya, help me hold her down, I'm going to start hypnosis!"