Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 381 Cursed Killing
The Inquisitor's assistant believes that what he is best at is exposing lies. Even the most tight-lipped wizards will eventually reveal their true colors to the church once they fall into his hands.

He didn't like this overly peaceful era.

When the vigorous witch-hunting movement ended, he had no place to display his abilities.

First it was the witches, then those who harboured them.

Until all those suspected by the church were convicted, and the organizations opposed to the Church of the Embers were destroyed one by one in the movement, these falcons trained by the church were also shelved.

Staying in an air-conditioned room every day, facing a large number of tedious and boring documents, is not the life they like.

Therefore, as soon as he heard that someone on the eco-ship was openly discussing the topic of wizards, he rushed over immediately, just like a falcon smelling the scent of blood in the air.

He was not afraid of the Life Sciences Department. Although they were a level department in terms of rank, they were given absolute power in incidents involving wizards. Any department should cooperate with their investigations, otherwise they would be guilty of the same crime as the wizards or those who sheltered wizards.

This is a tradition that was established during the witch hunts and continues to this day.

However, the scene before him caught him off guard.

This was the first time he had encountered someone confessing to the crimes they had committed. What was even more incredible was that after confessing their crimes to him, the two of them continued to talk about wizards as if no one was around.

This topic involved more than just the two of them, as they seemed to have vaguely accused Saintfield VI of having had an affair with wizards in the past.

If the accusation is proven, the entire Saintfield family will be implicated.

"You should know what you are talking about."

The assistant felt that his dignity was offended. In the past, all the patrons who were sent to him were cowardly and did not dare to look him in the eye.

Because they all know their own ending.

Wizards and those who shelter wizards will eventually be sent to the guillotine, without exception.

"Yeah, I know. If you have nothing else to do, you can go shopping somewhere else first."

Duan Mingyuan waved his hand impatiently.

He and Heya were talking about the key link of the problem. If Heya's guess was correct, then their next attempt to find the wizard group would be like looking for a needle in a haystack - Heya believed that the middleman who communicated with the wizards was Saint Field VI's former attending physician, which was why he was still safe and sound after the soul-swapping ceremony.

He and the wizard both knew the impostor's secret, and the wizard had enough evidence against him.

As long as the wizard is willing, he can cast a small spell in another star region at any time, and then the impostor will bleed from all seven orifices and die in less than ten seconds.

Even the Church of Ashes was unable to find a way to deal with the curse, and the Long Branch Guards they had sent out also died from the curse.

To put it in simpler terms, the wizard's curse is a very rare form of real damage. As long as the conditions for launching the curse are met, no matter you are a Longbranch Guard or an Inquisitor, you will not be immune.

This is also the reason why the Church of Embers believes that wizards are apostles of the devil.

The scorching sun energy has always protected them, and they believe that only the demons living in the void can defeat the blessing of the sun god.

Of course, Duan Mingyuan believes that this idea is feudal superstition.

He knew of many other ways to dissipate the energy of the sun.

Now comes the problem.

The attending physician who served as the middleman was killed by the misfortune caused by September on the Mechanical Planet.

This is like when you are playing an RPG game and you casually kill a wild monster on the roadside, only to find out several chapters later that it was an important NPC who led to the quest being stuck.

Without her attending physician, Heya didn't know where to find a wizard. On the other side, the assistant of the judge was obviously unwilling to give up. He smiled coldly and said, "Since you know the consequences and admit your crimes, I will escort you to the church headquarters according to the procedure."

Upon hearing this, Fuling held his forehead.

He thought the Inquisitor's assistant must be crazy.

Before being suspected of being related to wizards, their friend Mr. Duan Mingyuan had been suspected of being involved in four cases of serious injuries and deaths of Nagaeda Konoe. The actual losses he caused to the company alone were already comparable to the vigorous witch-hunting war at the time.

It's like facing a criminal who has committed serial murders, and you finally decide to arrest him for littering.

She stood behind her assistant and shrugged helplessly at the two of them.

Fuling was helpless about this.

She heard that these henchmen trained by the Church of Embers were all abnormal humans. Most of them lacked normal human emotions and acted radically and crazily. The church seemed to believe that such people could better help them eradicate the evil.

"There's no need to go to the church headquarters. We still have a lot of things to do next."

"It's not up to you."

The assistant assumed a fighting stance, but his vicious tone did not bring the slightest sense of tension.

Heya covered her mouth and chuckled. She just thought that this noisy human was so interesting.

It was like a chick that had just learned to walk, baring its teeth and screaming at them. Instead of being intimidating, it had an inexplicable comedic effect.

With good intentions, she asked, "Is this your first time attempting to interrogate a wizard? You look like a complete novice."

"I have personally executed more than twenty wizards and the heretics who harbored wizards!"

The assistant stiffened his neck and recounted his glorious achievements.

After the destruction of the wizard's planet, and as the witch hunt entered its later stages, this was a good result.

He frowned, "Why do you ask?"

These people looked down on him, which was completely different from the pagans he had encountered before.

When those people heard that they were going to be sent back to the church headquarters, they were so scared that their legs went weak and they crawled on the ground to beg him, but Duan Mingyuan's refusal was so calm, as if he was turning down an invitation to dinner.

"Because if you were facing a real wizard, you would have died several times by now."

Heya smiled and pointed at the assistant's nose.

The assistant wiped his nose subconsciously, and the bright red blood instantly wet his fingers.

"If you are facing a real wizard, first you should try every possible way to stop them from speaking, and then keep your distance from them. Never let them know any information about you."

Then the eyes, the corners of the mouth, and the ears.

The blood kept flowing, and the assistant opened his mouth but said nothing.

This process lasted less than ten seconds. His face was still filled with shock and anger, and then he fell to the ground.

"Perhaps you will find these useful when you deal with wizards again in your next life."

(End of this chapter)