Having anticipated this, he was not greatly affected. He continued to thrust his sword forward, while leaning forward and unleashing all his strength.

Jacques leaned forward to dissipate the excessive force he had exerted.

But a worry crept into his heart: would this sword kill Nemus?

Although he wanted to teach Nems a lesson, the other man couldn't die right now.

Otherwise, the conviction could be significantly reduced.

Because the dead can be easily framed, convicting a dead person will naturally raise some suspicion...

His mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, but Jacques soon realized that he was overthinking it.

A hand reached out and grabbed his sword.

That hand was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping his sword.

"As expected, your special ability is ineffective both during and after an attack." Nemus's chuckled voice rang in my ears.

The next moment, Jacques was thrown into the air, his vision blurred for a moment, and when he regained his balance, he was in front of a ground covered with gravel.

He turned around, trying to get up, but a foot had already stepped over him, pressing firmly on Jacques' chest.

In an instant, Jacques found it difficult to breathe, and all his strength was restricted at that moment.

"Victory is never won by words, but by actual strength."

"Don't get excited. Getting too excited when you're suffocating is bad for your health."

Nemes's words of comfort at that moment became the greatest humiliation for Jacques.

Coo coo coo, coo coo coo, coo coo coo coo coo coo coo!

Chapter 29 Sacred Bones

"Stop!" Fortunately, his reinforcements arrived.

The old pastor, sitting in the carriage, quickly shouted to stop.

Isabella, riding on horseback, displayed a dashing and heroic side.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Nemes moved his foot away and kicked Jacques aside.

He never intended to kill the other person.

The moment I put it down, a thought flashed through my mind.

The precepts have been updated.

[Main Law: Forgiveness]

[Discipline Feedback: New (Jacques) - Sacred Relic &%……¥]

[The new trait has changed; it now activates the Sacred Bone trait within the body of Identity 2, Neil Dartmenley.]

[Holy Bone: Enhances the ability to bear divine abilities, reduces the side effects of divine abilities, and adds adaptability to the power of faith.]

As these lines of information flowed, Nemus clearly sensed the changes in Neel's body.

My bones felt slightly itchy all over, but it disappeared quickly.

At the same time, Nemus could sense that his originally dim life aura had also changed.

"Powers of the same origin can also undergo coordinated changes under the influence of precepts? That makes sense."

“After all, both Nair and Jacques are products of the Dartmenley family’s illegal bloodline cultivation experiments.” Memories of Nair flashed through Nems’s mind.

Jacques Binaire was much younger, his skills were clearly more advanced, and he had not defected from the family, so his skills were more fully developed.

However, with the help of the discipline, Nemus made up for this progress in one fell swoop, and may even have slightly surpassed it.

“After all, Jacques still needs secret techniques to temporarily gain faith from miracles, and I have purified faith nails in my body.”

Nems sensed the change in the power of faith, and a joyful expression of harvest appeared on his face.

The use of the power of faith has taken another step forward today.

The purified faith, combined with the sacred bones that are adapted to the faith, is causing the sacred nails within Nemus's body to show signs of 'melting'.

Nems even discovered that the holy nails, which were originally in a state of being both real and illusory, had undergone a certain degree of ossification and fused with the original bones in Nems' body.

“Unfortunately, now is not the time for further investigation.” Nemus looked at the old priest who had disembarked from the carriage and chose to question him: “Is Your Excellency intending to protect this apprentice paladin who attacked me without cause?”

To gain the upper hand, one must often occupy the moral high ground.

When you are unreasonable, you should use morality to make yourself seem reasonable. When you are reasonable, you should consolidate your advantage and ensure that the other party is not easily let down.

The old priest looked at Nems, who still had a smile on his face, and the broken knight's sword beside him, and then at Jacques, whose face was flushed red and who was vomiting and panting beside him. He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

He truly hadn't expected Jacques to act so impulsively.

Especially after seeing the white and yellow bone ball exposed on Jacques' chest as he moved, the old pastor's face became increasingly grim.

However, after a moment's thought, the old pastor said, "The young man is caught up in his own understanding and can't figure things out. He just acted impulsively."

"Nair, please let him go for my sake, okay?"

“I will punish him severely afterward and ensure that the Dartmenley family behind him will never cause you any more trouble.”

“In any case, he is still young... he shouldn’t be burdened with guilt for this.” The old pastor seemed somewhat dazed as he said this.

"I agreed to your request before because I owed you."

"Now that I'm saving him, it's because I owe him something."

"He's a victim too, isn't he?"

At this moment, the old pastor could only speak softly and gently.

"Are you really sure Dartmenley won't cause me any more trouble?" Nemes then asked to confirm.

"I'm sure!" the old pastor said confidently, still retaining some authority.

In fact, the reason why Nair has had no trouble here for almost eight years is because he is here.

Although the old pastor admitted to having some selfish motives, he genuinely cared for these people on many occasions.

after all……

“Part of Dartment’s sins also comes from me.” The old pastor couldn’t help but think of his former disciple.

Thinking about the changes in the other person, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

"Perhaps I really am a hypocrite." Thinking this, the old priest looked at the reluctant Nemus and continued to add to the offer: "I can also personally compensate you with a fine knight's sword."

"It is inscribed with eleven sacred characters and possesses considerable power."

The old pastor was truly sincere at this moment.

Inscribing sacred texts on objects is equivalent to enchanting them.

On most artifacts, three sacred characters are inscribed. For each additional character, the difficulty of inscribing increases by 3+n%.

The difficulty doubles when ten sacred characters are inscribed.

Therefore, the more words there are, the more the value increases.

Niel had previously tried to break the demon contract with a sacred dagger, but it only had nine characters.

But that was the only inheritance Nair had received from her parents, and it was extremely precious.

A knight's sword with eleven sacred characters would definitely attract a lot of paladins' fervent pursuit.

Seeing this, Nems decided to stop while he was ahead. Looking at Jacques, who was gradually regaining his senses, he said, "Have him fix my door later."

After saying that, Nems left his house, which had no door, and headed towards the village.

Looking at the empty doorway, the others felt too embarrassed to go in any further.

Upon seeing this result, Isabella couldn't help but sigh.

She vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Nemes. If Jacques didn't act impulsively, there might still be a chance to use Dartment's power to push the church to conduct a real review.

It's probably impossible now.

Meanwhile, Jacques, seeing Isabella's slightly disappointed look, felt even worse than when he had been defeated by Nemes.

Jacques, whose self-esteem was severely damaged, simply let out a muffled groan and fainted.

Seeing this, Isabella shook her head. If Jacques had simply admitted his mistake, she would have thought more highly of him.

“But that’s only natural. He’s just a young man in his early twenties. Not everyone is as sensitive as I am to other people’s emotions.” After her grandfather passed away, Isabella became very empathetic towards others after sensing his emotions.

She can sense the sadness and despair in other people's emotions.

The reason Isabella thought there was something wrong with Nems was because she found that she couldn't sense any of Nems' emotions at all.

Such people do exist, including the old pastor, but the old pastor possessed a profound level of meditative attainment.

Having experienced a lot myself, it's normal to be able to control my emotions and not let them show.

So what was the reason for Nems's death?

Isabella then put aside these emotions and began to think about how to deal with the mess.

With the death of a tainted witness, they will now have a lot to report.

How did everything turn out like this?

Thank you for reading.

Chapter 30 Growth

The matter was roughly resolved before nightfall.

About seventeen people died this time. Most of the people who had migrated there died, along with many local villagers who had helped the migrants settle down.

Op said with deep sorrow that everything was a disaster brought about by the well-hidden, deeply mutated nest beasts.

He will actively help those who lost family members in this disaster so that they don't have to worry about making a living in the days to come.

Afterwards, Oppe gently comforted the grieving families and said that everything would be alright.

Isabella stood not far away, softly praying that these people could go to God's heaven, while calmly watching Op's performance.

She was unwilling to convict someone based solely on appearances.

But at this moment, she felt a deep sense of disgust towards the seemingly responsible village chief.

"They've covered it up so well," Isabella thought to herself.

She couldn't sense any emotion from Op, either because Op himself had no feelings about the matter and everything was just a show.

Or perhaps Op possesses spiritual cultivation, enabling him to control his emotions.

But regardless of the version, they all tell the truth—Op was the one who started this whole thing.

Jacques harbors a deep hatred for Nemes because of his family background, but Isabella does not. She knows perfectly well that Op is the one with the bigger problem.

Perhaps noticing Isabella's gaze, Op turned to look at her, a forced smile appearing on his plump face.

It really looks like someone who has encountered something terrible and has no heart to entertain their important guests.

If it were someone else, they might have developed a lot of goodwill towards Oppein because of this.

Isabella was still young, and she found herself unable to offer him a fake smile.

"What should we do next?" Isabella's thoughts wandered, but she couldn't help but recall the tragic emotions she felt at the scene where the incident had occurred.

She is now certain that the emotion came from Benjamin, who, in his final moments, still clung to some belief and wanted to tell her something.

Isabella found it hard to ignore those emotions.

She is a very sensitive person; she can shed tears for other people's tragic stories and be happy for their joys.

If she were to simply let this matter go, she felt she would feel guilty about it for the rest of her life.

Those dying words will become tinnitus for her for the rest of her life.

"We can't conduct an open investigation, and the informant has already been silenced."

"Judging from their actions, the evidence related to the excavation was probably destroyed long ago."

"Unless a saint is dispatched to recreate the past with divine power, it is virtually impossible for us to find evidence."

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