The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

The gray-haired boy also had a faint smell of blood that couldn't be dispelled in a short time!

This is a person whose body exudes a uniform, bloody smell, as if they've been sprayed with perfume.

Judith had encountered this before!

That was a cardinal as wicked as the Destroyer Cardinal Evans—the Corrupt Cardinal.

He enjoyed torturing living people in various cruel ways, and even used living people for experiments.

For example, the demonic spell of blood evaporation was one of the Corrupt Bishop's masterpieces.

Judith will never forget the bloody smell that clung to the Corrupted Bishop after he used the Blood Steaming Technique!

It's very similar to Dekan now!

If the three guys in the reception room are all underlings of the corrupt bishop.

Therefore, the city of Tristine is in imminent danger.

The mere existence of the Destroyer Bishop was enough of a headache for her.

Without support, she felt utterly powerless if the corrupt bishop also got involved.

And the worst part is...

The lord's manor may have already fallen!

"Lady Judith, please calm down! They are my friends!"

Lampard rushed over from the gate to explain.

He realized that the problem now seemed to be more complex than simply explaining Evans' situation to Judith!

The three guys in the reception room already had a very strong presence.

And he looked exceptionally relaxed and at ease in the reception room.

They didn't treat this place like their own home at all.

And then there's that body bag on the ground, which is like the finishing touch!

The three of them looked like dangerous terrorists who had hijacked the lord's manor!

however.

Judith simply shook her head upon hearing Lampard's words.

She shielded Lampard, who had chased after her into the drawing room, behind her and became even more vigilant towards Dekan.

Judith: "Lampard, don't worry, I'm here."

Lampard: "No, I wasn't kidnapped..."

Judith quickly "understood" Lampard's meaning and called out to the three people on the sofa:

"You three! Surrender and immediately release Lampard's family, or you will soon die by my sword!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Dekan frowned slightly.

He could roughly guess from the faint sounds of Lampard's conversation at the door that this was the eighth-tier player who had been brutally beaten by Evans.

What kind of brain could get beaten up by Evans?

"Don't you even consider the possibility that the three of us are good people?"

Dekan asked with a hint of helplessness.

"None of you look like normal people!"

Judith seemed to be under immense mental strain from the brutal ordeal she had endured that day, and her emotions were running high.

"Ugh."

Dekan sighed weakly.

I thought I had finished work for the day.

He never expected that an actor, seemingly wandering into the wrong film crew, would disturb his peaceful evening rest.

Dekan could have immediately told the female knight that the corpse on the ground was Evans.

But he has now changed his mind.

How could we let such a helpful person slip away?

"Let's make a bet, okay? If I can't prove I'm a member of the Resurrection Cult in the next minute, I'll surrender without resistance. But if I can prove I'm not a member of the Resurrection Cult, how will you apologize to me?"

Dekan asked with a rather provocative smile.

"Heh, that's ridiculous. This is the first time I've ever seen someone so blindly confident."

Judith sneered.

The smell of blood on you has clearly given you away.

It's still under construction.

The more realistic the acting, the more ridiculous it seems.

"Just tell me how you'll apologize if you misunderstand."

Dekan repeated himself, seemingly a little impatient.

"If I have wronged you, I will apologize until you are satisfied!"

Judith said coldly and decisively.

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Upon hearing Judith's answer, Dekan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

For some reason, this female knight had been clinging to him relentlessly ever since she first saw him.

Of course, Dekan was also happy that the female knight was causing him trouble.

You won't be leaving this room without paying a price today.

As long as one stands on the moral high ground, Dekan is invincible.

He pointed to the body bag on the ground and said irritably:

"Come on, go open this bag and see who's in it."

"Heh, could it be Evans? That's ridiculous."

Judith shook her head with a cold laugh, and said sarcastically.

In her opinion.

To say that today we can clear this guy of suspicion is a big question.

Perhaps only if Evans was in this body bag could it work.

But such an absurd thing is something even a three-year-old child knows is absolutely impossible.

Judith walked over to the body.

She stared intently at Dekan, then gently sliced ​​open the body bag with her sword, precisely cutting through its surface without harming the body inside.

The cloth bag slowly unfurled.

Judith also caught a glimpse of the body's condition out of the corner of her eye.

She discovered that although much of the body's clothing was charred, it was still clearly the attire of a clergyman.

What a pitiful priest, suffering the cruel fate of these three.

however.

As Judith gradually made out the priest's appearance.

"Evans!!!"

In that instant, Judith couldn't help but scream in alarm, her lips trembling as she backed away.

Her expression turned terrified, as if she had seen a ghost.

The formidable enemy she once feared.

How did I suddenly turn into a corpse?!

"How...how is this possible?!"

Judith seemed to have become so frightened that her breathing became rapid and disordered.

She quickly seemed to realize something and looked at Dekan warily again.

"Are you trying to fool me with a prop like this?"

She believed it could never be Evans.

This dangerous guy in front of her is just using it as a tool to mess with her mind!

"Why don't you check it yourself? Where am I supposed to create an eighth-tier expert's corpse for you?"

Dekan sighed, seemingly feeling somewhat weary.

Or maybe you're already fast-forwarding to counting your money.

Upon hearing this, Judith knelt down and shakily reached out to touch the corpse.

After confirming the body's sturdiness and using magic to probe it, Judith quickly determined that it was a corpse with an eighth-tier strength.

And most importantly.

Evans has the marks she sustained during the chase this afternoon!

This is something that cannot be faked under any circumstances!

Without a doubt, the deceased was Evans!!

Judith bit her lip, her mind racing, but she couldn't understand the situation.

Evans, how could he be dead like this?