The Devil Inside

"I already have a solution to the problem."

Han Solo smiled mysteriously, showing the glittering golden crown in his hand.

At just one glance, the three of them could tell that this thing was extraordinary.

Gold and gems are just vulgar things and are not rare. What is truly touching is the brilliance flowing on the golden crown, which is the brilliance condensed by "great power".

Han Solo said: "This is the 'Crown of the Honest Man'. It has the power to detect lies. When you lie while wearing it, the gems on it will glow and ring."

Yes, is that so?

Surprised!

As a security inspector, interrogation is commonplace for Dallion.

Some suspects are extremely stubborn and refuse to confess. In such cases, there is no other means available except the great memory recovery technique.

He asked, "Is there such a convenient tool in this world? Was it given to you by the Great Code? Do you have any extra?"

It is definitely not given by the Great Code.

The sorcerer and Lydia both understood that if there was such a useful thing, the Codex would have taken it out long ago. Why would it wait until now?

This should be Han Solo's thing. It is possible that it was repaired or activated with the help of the Codex.

The sorcerer is fine.

He knew the Black Mage's abilities, and he also felt a little about the Black Mage's attitude towards Han Solo.

Look carefully, this handsome guy is definitely not simple and has a very important background.

Delia looked at Han Solo carefully, making sure she had never heard of him: "Sir, you are not from Zethria, right?"

Han Solo avoided answering and just said, "Ms. Delia, I'm afraid you don't believe me, let's demonstrate the power of the crown first."

"...-.good."

Delia called her companions without hesitation.

Those evil god believers wearing black and red robes and with unfriendly faces had already noticed the actions here. When they heard that the golden crown in Han Solo's hand had the ability to detect lies, they were all shocked!

Even without an invitation, they approached.

Han Solo is not stage fright.

He held up the golden crown and looked around at the crowd in front of him: "Who will wear this crown?"

"Let me do it."

Delia reached out and took the golden crown and put it on her head.

There is a slight "click" sound.

Miraculously, after putting it on, the golden crown shrinks by itself and is firmly fixed on the scalp.

Delia clearly felt the invasion of an external force, a cool and refreshing force that penetrated deep into her brain.

"Her eyes—

"Commissioner Delia, how do you feel? Your eyes have turned purple and are glowing!

The sorcerer saw it more clearly.

He said: "A strange force has invaded Ms. Delia's soul. But don't panic, the force is restrained and gentle, basically harmless."

Dallion held his chin with his claws. "That's normal. I was wondering, what is so powerful that it can distinguish truth from lies? It turns out it can invade the soul and review the memory. It's amazing."

Han Solo smiled and said, "Well, I'm going to start asking questions.

Lady Night said.

As long as the person wearing the golden crown tells a lie, the gems inlaid on it will react.

Since it is a test, it is better to ask simple questions that are easy to understand.

Han Solo looked at Delia's rather large chest and asked, "Are you a woman or a man?"

Delia smiled slightly: "Of course I am a woman."

"Ming~Ming~"

Unexpected!

The ruby on the golden crown shone brightly, and an alarm that was not harsh but unusually loud sounded.

Han Solo, shocked!

what's the situation?

He looked at Delia's chest, not knowing whether the Lady of the Night was playing a trick on him or if there was some other reason.

"Tsk."

Dallion smacked his lips and said, "Brother Han, Arendelle is an open and inclusive city. The six commissioners are responsible for the facade, so they must set an example. You asked the wrong question. Let me ask you. Lydia, are you male or female?"

"Biological sex? Then it should be male. After all, I have male characteristics."

Delia was a little displeased. She reached into her arms and took out two silicone breast pads.

Everyone looked at the golden crown.

The golden crown did not respond.

Delia was very dissatisfied. She looked at Han Solo and said, "Sir, your magic weapon is incorrect! Although I am a biological male, my self-perception is female. Humans are thinking animals and should be based on self-perception. I am undoubtedly a female."

Han Solo is already confused, what the fuck is going on?

The wind from America has blown to another world?

"-Mine. Anyway, that doesn't count. Let's test it again."

Han Solo looked at Delia's intact ten fingers and asked, "Delia---"-Madam, how many fingers do you have?"

"Fingers?"

Delia looked at her ten fingers: "Nine."

"Woo~woo~"

The Golden Crown sounded the alarm.

Delia added: "Sorry, it's ten."

The golden crown calmed down immediately. It seemed that...it really had the ability to detect lies.

Chapter 123 #122 Personality Replacement

Lydia took off her crown, looking excited. She turned and looked towards the room where "Sane Sambo" was.

There.

A chaotic mass of flesh squirmed and appeared at the door.

Lydia shouted: "Lord Sambo——"

"I heard you, well done."

The rational Sambo walked slowly towards them, with the gait of a dragon and a tiger. He was in a strange shape, looking like a mop fished out of the mud, completely unlike a human.

But rational Sambo seemed to have adapted to this body.

The frequency of the tissue buds' wriggling was just right, and their movement speed was neither fast nor slow. It seemed inexplicably calm to him, and he had a feeling that everything was under control.

Even though he looks disgusting now.

"I can sense that this crown has a strange power. Your Excellency, you said it can detect lies. Should I believe you?"

Han Solo is smart and knows what Sanbo means.

It is not the efficacy of the honest man's crown that is doubted, but his identity.

Han Solo looked at him, "I am Professor Monica's student, and Commissioner Dallion can attest to that."

"That alone is not enough."

It’s not that Rational Sambo is too suspicious, but the matter is of great importance and he has to be cautious.

Han Solo simply said: "Who do you need to prove it? Grand Duke Zethria himself? I think my teacher is powerful enough. How can a dignified black wizard be in cahoots with the followers of the evil god?"

The sorcerer also said, "Sir, you are too suspicious."

"He's not paranoid! He knows he's going to die!"

A sharp voice sounded.

The group turned around and saw Crazy Sambo rolling and running towards them eagerly.

His eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he shouted loudly: "He dares not, but I do! That sir, I can wear the crown, I can answer questions! Ha, this despicable bastard, he will have no chance to perform!"

Delia was surprised.

The one who resists is the rational Sambo, and the one who is happy is the crazy Sambo.

In silence, Han Solo turned his head and looked at the evil god's followers on the side.

The group of believers looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, with no intention of stopping at all, as if everything before their eyes was under their control.

"-.throat."

Rational Sambo shook his head and sighed, saying, "Okay! Now that things have come to this, I have no room to refuse. Give me the crown and I'll test it first."

Han Solo stepped forward and placed the crown on his head.

With a crisp "click" sound, the crown contracted, strangling the flesh.

The eyes of rational Sambo turned purple, and the power of the Lady of Night invaded his brain and reviewed his memory.

Han Solo asked, "Who are you?"

Rational Sambo said calmly: "Sambo Zethria, Lord of Arendelle, administrator of the Great Code."

The crown did not respond.

Rational Sambo sneered and added: "In fact, I am not Sambo Zethria, nor am I the true Lord of Arendelle."

"Woo~woo~"

"Fake! Fake! What the hell is this? I'm the real one!"

The crown reacted extremely quickly and sounded the alarm.

Before anyone else could say anything, Crazy Sambo broke down and started yelling.

He quickly stepped forward, and the tentacles formed by the flesh buds took away the crown of the honest man and put it on his own head: "Ask me, you ask me!"

Han Solo calmed himself and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Sambo! Sambo Zethria! My father is the Grand Duke of Zethria, and I am the current Lord of Arendelle!"

“Woo~Woo~”

Once again, the crown sounded the alarm.

"impossible!"

This time, the one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a black and red robe.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene in disbelief.

How could this be?

The demon lord's hypnosis should be perfect.

The person who plays Zethria was carefully selected and has a spirit of sacrifice. Before using Transfiguration on him,

They had destroyed his mind beforehand, then hypnotized and brainwashed him into thinking he was "Sambo Zeslia"

Their plan was very successful.

It’s not that Arendelle doesn’t have the means to detect thoughts, but the collapse of the mind and the injection of personality is equivalent to a complete makeover and a new life.

The more skilled the spellcaster is, the better he is at torturing the mind and memory, and the easier it is for him to fall into the trap.

This is also——

The reason why the evil god's followers are not in a hurry.