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A powerful surge of mental energy directly entered Kilia's mind.

"You will continually repent for all the sins you have committed!"

Lin Bei's voice kept echoing in Kilia's mind.

Kilia felt a tearing sensation within her that she couldn't suppress, a tearing sensation that seemed to come from her very soul.

Unable to bear this soul-crushing pain, and unable to resist the profound suggestions imposed by Lin Beiqiang.

"I am guilty! I repent!" Kiria cried out.

Chapter 111 This old geezer has no martial ethics, year after year

Young people's monsters are all snatched

Kyria reacted in this way.

These were some applications that Lin Bei figured out by studying the books on the mind and spiritual world in the Kamar-Taj Library.

Using one's powerful mental strength, one can directly invade the other's mental world and leave a mark.

To put it simply, it's similar to a super-strong mental suggestion, but because Lin Bei also has the talent of [Blessing Voice], it's a bit less effort.

The inspiration came from the Judgment Eye of a skeletal monster that is covered in fire and loves to race motorcycles.

However, Lin Bei's methods were a bit more brutal.

As for Kyria's fate.

He simply knelt there, weeping and wailing, and confessed all the bad things he had done, a process that lasted for five days.

If the townspeople forgive him and force-feed him some water and food, at worst he'll just suffer from mental breakdown and a serious illness.

It will not endanger life.

If the townspeople don't forgive him and die of thirst or starvation, then that's none of Lin Bei's business.

Listening to Kiria behind him, he began to recount his childhood experiences, starting with stealing snacks from the neighbor's kids, lying, and sowing discord among other families, and later revealing numerous instances of prostitution.

Many people received replacement eco-friendly berets.

This kind of thing is quite common in this society.

But everyone just needs to keep it to themselves.

It would be impolite to say it out loud.

So, should I still help you raise your child?

Lin Bei, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed the gossip and spoke eloquently about the culture of Kyria.

This situation is somewhat similar to a country called Woodpecker Country before I transmigrated.

For the sake of the population, the crime of abandonment is very serious. Even if the neighbor Lao Li and Lao Wang help each other, even if a black-skinned child is born, the child cannot be abandoned, let alone thrown into an orphanage.

Otherwise, they will face huge fines and free meals and accommodation.

Several men stormed off, and a few others, enraged, tried to rush up and kill Kiria.

Even Bard was a little scared and pulled Lin Bei away.

They were pulled out of Changhu Town.

Lin Bei stood at the bow of the boat, angrily tossing the melon rind in his hand into the lake. "Why are you dragging me along? Are you feeling guilty?"

Let me guess, you were once in cahoots with that moneybag, weren't you?

Bud looked at Lin Bei awkwardly and silently lowered his head. "It wasn't my initiative. At that time, they had nothing to repay me with, and I had also had a little to drink."

I just made a mistake that any man would make.

Lin Bei looked at Bard with a strange expression.

Lin Bei had already seen all the people that Kiria had mentioned before; they were all quite ordinary-looking and quite old.

According to commonly accepted Western standards, unless a family has some spare money, a girl's best age is between 16 and 25. Once she is over 30, her quality drops drastically.

"You actually laid a hand on that kind of trash?!" Lin Bei shook his head in exasperation.

“Hehe…” Bard just chuckled and didn’t say anything.

The boats travel upstream against the current.

It stopped at a bank where the current was relatively calm.

"The current ahead is too rapid, so we can only walk for the rest of the journey. As long as we keep going upstream along this river, we will reach the Gate of Mount Eribor."

Bard pointed to the river above.

He then warned, "The journey ahead is extremely dangerous. Without the dwarves, many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts have sprung up in this desolate mountain, but the most dangerous are the demons."

"I couldn't get very deep into it even when I was hunting."

Lin Bei patted Bard on the shoulder and said, "It's alright, just lead the way."

Bard chuckled, "I almost forgot you're a wizard. This journey looks like it'll be much easier."

The two continued talking as they walked along the river.

In the blink of an eye, it got dark.

Bard found an open space and began searching for something in the surrounding area as the sun began to set.

These are all insect-repelling herbs. Simply throw them into a fire to generate thick smoke, which will repel poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.

They also set up makeshift traps around the temporary camp.

Everything was prepared perfectly.

Lin Bei, on the other hand, acted like an old man, not at all like someone who came to survive in the wilderness; rather, he seemed to be on a picnic in the wild.

They even set up a huge tent and brought out a barbecue grill.

While Bard was painstakingly collecting firewood and setting traps, Lin Bei still had time to throw a few plants with slightly magical reactions into his own dimensional space.

According to Bard, those plants have excellent therapeutic effects, and the effects would be even better if they could be made into an ointment.

Bard skillfully dug a fire pit, lit a campfire, and even made simple charcoal for Linbei to use for grilling meat.

Standing in front of the grill, Badr grabbed a marinated steak and threw it onto the grill's wire mesh.

"Chichi~"

Looking at the various sauce containers and spice jars laid out in front of me.

Bard has never fought such a rich war.

Even when my ancestors were the lords of River Valley, they probably wouldn't have eaten like this.

As Lin Bei instructed, Bard gritted his teeth, picked up a small jar, and painstakingly sprinkled spices, or brushed oil and sauce onto the pork chops.

Lin Bei sat on a recliner to the side, with a bottle of decanted wine on the table next to him.

The brand isn't anything too expensive, only worth around 60 or 70 yuan. Lin Bei doesn't like drinking anything too expensive.

Taking a sip of wine, Lin Bei urged, "Forget about the steak for now, let's get some skewers first!"

Those spices aren't yours, would it kill you to add more?

So stingy!

Grilled skewers are all about generous seasoning! Too much and you'll be in trouble!

Bard looked up at Lin Bei speechlessly, a feeling of embarrassment rising within him. He couldn't help but think to himself: If it weren't for those two big gold bars, these dinners, and my share!

Picking up a skewer of grilled meat, Lin Bei looked up at the dark forest.

"Heh~" Lin Bei sneered, ripped the piece of meat off the skewer, and flung the bamboo skewer into the pitch-black forest.

Upon seeing Lin Bei's actions.

Bard ignored the skewers on the grill, grabbed the black bow beside him, and nocked an arrow.

Lin Bei said to Bud in a relaxed manner, "Don't be so nervous!"

Then, turning to look into the darkness, she thought, "Since you're here, why don't you come out and greet us?"

Is she shy?

The sound of horses' hooves clattering on dry leaves echoed through the woods.

Eight knights shrouded in black robes slowly emerged from the darkness.

The leader, a man whose helmet resembled a large, curved ram's horn, pulled a bamboo skewer from his armor and casually tossed it to the ground.

He wielded the huge four-sided hammer in his hand.

Bard looked at the eight black knights in front of him with suspicion and uncertainty, especially their appearance and imposing presence, which reminded him of the long-standing legend.

The black bow in his hand was drawn to its full draw.

The campfire in the makeshift camp was also dimmed by this evil aura.

Lin Bei, however, looked at the Ringwraith who was standing still in front of him without caring at all.

The two sides were like being on opposite sides of light and darkness.

As the flames were pressed lower and lower, there was a sense that the light was about to be lost.

Without turning his head, Lin Bei reassured Bard, "Don't be nervous, they're just a few evil creatures!"

This is a job that matches my major.

Just relax and watch me show off!

"Only eight? Where's the Angmar Witch-King riding the dragon?" Lin Bei glanced around, then suddenly looked up. "Oh, he's up there!"

Several dark shadows circled in the sky, one of them skillfully riding a two-legged flying dragon.

As if sensing Lin Bei's gaze, it swooped down.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived above Linbei.

The two-legged dragon beneath the Witch King of Angmar merely flapped its wings twice, the violent air currents stirring up withered branches, fallen leaves, and dust from the ground, while simultaneously reducing the burning campfire to just a few flickering red flames.

Lin Bei casually removed the withered leaves from his head, tidied his hair, and ignored the other eight Ringwraiths who had already begun to charge forward and the Witch-King of Angmar who was swooping down from the sky.