The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

To merge into that endless abyss.

Goodnight, little one.

Perhaps this is the gentleness that person spoke of.

"Now you can find peace."

Eternal tranquility.

……

laugh.

The head formed from the lustful soul rapidly shrank, and in a very short time, its former beauty was no longer visible, turning it into something resembling a dried-up corpse.

flutter.

There was no wind, only the slight tremor of the longsword, which caused Ganbei's head to weather and shatter, with no possibility of being reassembled.

The legendary longsword emanated a radiant power that melted away the head of lust.

No new miracles occurred.

The spiritual plague known as "Lust" has now come to a complete end.

As everyone fell silent, the blood-soaked knight sheathed his sword and calmly announced:

"The trial is over."

Turning his head, the swordsman looked at the judge who was frozen in mid-air, caught in a dilemma.

He spoke coldly:

What did you just say?

---Aside---

I haven't even recovered from a serious illness yet, but I was called to the company yesterday and worked until 4 a.m....

I'll try my best to update today; there are still 3,000 words left, but I keep missing updates.

Subscriptions plummeted; please save the children!

Also, thank you so much for the fan art!

Or, I could post an old crossdressing chapter as a bonus chapter tomorrow ().

Chapter 145 Ridiculous! (Please subscribe, vote with monthly tickets, comment, and recommend!)

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The tall adjudicator felt as if his soul had been frozen as he was swept by that indifferent gaze.

It was clearly filled with pure light, but for some reason, I couldn't feel any warmth; instead, I felt an overwhelming chill.

The prepared words and responses were all stuck in his throat; the adjudicator didn't know how to continue.

He wanted to turn back and see what instructions the official had.

But they dared not turn around, and dared not even make their small movements too obvious.

Because he sensed a gaze peering out from behind the blood-stained helmet.

They were watching his every move like a wild beast watching its prey.

Calm yet cruel.

Standing still, Ning Feng looked at the stunned Arbitrator and repeated:

What did you just say?

Say.

Although the tone remained unchanged, the adjudicator detected a different meaning in it.

It wasn't a threat, just a calm statement, yet it sent a shiver down his spine.

Is this what a legend is?

Just as the adjudicator was feeling anxious, the help he had been hoping for finally arrived.

The sound of that adult gritting his teeth echoed in my mind:

"What are you doing?"

Why aren't you doing what I asked you to do? What are you doing standing there daydreaming?

Taking a deep breath, he mustered his strength and, forcing himself to suppress his fear, said:

“I… I just said that you have crossed the adjudicator’s line…”

His hands, hidden beneath his robe, clenched tightly. He used the pain to try and control the trembling in his body, and finally regained his composure.

Don't be afraid!

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Even if he is a legend, I am not without legendary support.

I'm just the beginning; others will soon come to divert attention, and then nobody will remember me.

It doesn't matter if the swordsman's impression of me worsens, or even develops a dislike for me.

Once the swordsman is truly subdued, his disgust will not be a problem.

only……

Why am I still all alone?

What about the rest?

We agreed to come together, wasn't everything arranged?

He was in a panic here, wondering what had happened, while Ning Feng, after observing for a while, finally spoke:

"What bottom line did I cross?"

...What bottom line?

The adjudicator, who had been somewhat flustered, was no longer nervous at this moment.

"Sir, you still ask me what my bottom line is?"

"You've done things that have tarnished the judge's judgment, don't you really realize that?"

Approaching the prisoner without following protocol, ignoring the opinions of the judges, executing the prisoner directly after the verdict...

Even if you're a legend, the things you did still happen!

His role is to label people and exaggerate the details.

Ning Feng, nodding slowly to the increasingly confident adjudicator, asked again:

"I'm asking you, which bottom line have you violated?"

He took a step forward, the sound of his armor hitting the ground echoing heavily in the hall, freezing the judge's confident smile on his face.

"Was the adjudicator's action a mistake? An intolerable stain?"

The pace wasn't hurried, but each step made the other person's heart skip a beat.

"Is this your resolve? Is this the weapon you've prepared?"

"ridiculous."

Step by step, Ning Feng approached the adjudicator and spoke without emotion:

"What I find even more ridiculous is that you didn't consider what you said to be a lie."

The judgment was not given to Ning Feng.

The other party genuinely felt that the judge shouldn't be doing this kind of thing; he should be judging criminals from a superior position.

winter!

Trembling, the tall adjudicator was overwhelmed by an invisible pressure and knelt heavily on one knee!

The courtroom is not a place where you can draw your sword at the slightest disagreement; even if you offend a legend, it doesn't warrant the death penalty.

But at this moment, the adjudicator felt an intense sense of life and death crisis!

will die!

If you speak up to refute...

They will definitely die!

Is the swordsman before me a knight of justice?

Are you kidding me?!

Even though he was clad in pure white armor, even though he radiated an aura of light, even though he had wings on his back representing the lineage of angels…

But the blood on his body, his cold gaze, and his undisguised brutal killing intent were all evident.

You're telling me this is a partner of justice?

Stop it.

This is a brutal beast confined to its place by the law.

If he were not bound by the laws within his heart, he would become a nightmare that terrifies everyone.

The voice of the superior in his heart was unilaterally cut off, and the adjudicator knew he could not continue.

We can't provoke this beast any further!

Ning Feng lowered his head and examined the judge for a moment before looking away. He was not interested in the judge's fear and posturing.

Looking around the hall, I was met with all sorts of different gazes, savoring the emotions contained within.

Their initial gaze shifted from skepticism to shock, then to admiration, and now it has become complex.

Beneath the helmet, a smirk played on Ning Feng's lips, his tone, unchanging in his disguise as the "Sword Bearer," now tinged with sarcasm.

"If judging criminals becomes a mistake..."