Your notoriety is known to everyone.

The students gathered together, their eyes slowly burning with surging fighting spirit and fearless determination, their faces gradually filled with excited expressions, and they shouted in unison.

But when Rogers briefly described how the students of Hilmi Academy could receive credits shared by all the students in the academy if they performed well in combat, and how Saint Herte would probably issue credits as well upon hearing this, the faces of the students in the Demon King Academy instantly turned red and their breathing became rapid.

They didn't expect that they would have the opportunity to obtain credits when they came to pay homage to the saint's hometown. In this way, they could widen the gap with other students in the same school and obtain higher rankings and credit resources.

The students of the Demon King Academy had a mixture of joy and passion on their faces. They clenched their fists and raised them high, their knuckles turning white from the strength. They roared in a voice that could cover more people: "For credits!!!"

The uniform whistling sound from that throat seemed to vibrate the air, and instantly swept past the gate of the Earl's Mansion.

However, they must have noticed the strange looks from the other students and this inappropriate oath, so they hurriedly added in a few words: "And the Saint!"

"Good! Very energetic!" Rogers nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Then, a dozen large open-top carriages drove over, splashing snowflakes as their wheels passed by. They all stopped on the spacious open space in front of the Earl's Mansion, which was more than enough to accommodate the nearly two hundred students in front of the mansion.

With determined eyes, the students climbed onto the carriages in an orderly manner, preparing themselves mentally for the battle to the court.

"Is this the love you mentioned?" Earl Devin asked Rogers with a complicated expression as he watched the carriages gradually drive away.

"The students like the promises I make, support the order I set, and look forward to the future I describe. Isn't this love?" Rogers asked doubtfully, "My Lord Earl, love is a verb after all, so there should be nothing wrong with that, right?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Earl Devin frowned. His initial impression of Rogers was that he was a reckless fool who was so infatuated that he ignored the interests of his family. Later, the rumors brought by Saint Herte and the magic community made him feel that this child possessed talents far beyond the ordinary people.

But at this moment, the other party's actions and the reactions of the St. Hert students, Earl Brad's seemingly relieved acquiescence and happy cooperation, and Prince Reuel's excessive trust and silence, all caused Earl Devin's impression of Rogers to be shattered and rebuilt once again.

"Conflicts arise because of their needs, but will not necessarily end as they wish. This is what I want to do." Rogers replied in a serious voice, then he touched his chest and saluted, then stepped into the carriage prepared for him by Hans.

After Elina and Lufia bowed and said goodbye, and then followed Rogers into the carriage naturally, Prince Leid looked at Earl Brid with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "Your son has a very dangerous potential."

"Danger is often accompanied by opportunity." Earl Devin raised his hand to stroke his well-groomed beard, his eyes fixed on the carriage of Rogers that was speeding away.

"Potential is potential after all, and it is the responsibility of us fathers to protect our offspring so that they can grow up healthily and hone their talents better." Earl Brad sighed with a smile, and then invited the two to board the Earl's exclusive carriage together.

……

The distance between the Earl's Palace and the court is not very far. It only needs to pass through a town hall, and a carriage can reach the court at normal speed in just one meal time.

There is actually a court in the lord's mansion, but with the promotion of the Civil Protection Act by the Empire decades ago, in order to demonstrate its effectiveness and impartiality, the court was moved out of the noble's mansion and set up outside the mansion.

The independent court of Breed County was built majestically and solemnly, with stone walls that did not show many signs of age.

Towering columns and sculptural decorations adorn the building's exterior, reflecting a classical architectural style.

Above the gate, there are gorgeous reliefs inlaid with law-related patterns and decorations to highlight the authority and noble atmosphere of the court.

The outside of the court had already been surrounded by a line of knights, and the heavy tread of iron boots on the bluestone slabs made a sound.

A cylindrical floodlit barrier was erected behind the court porch. Dozens of cultists wearing colorful cloaks and masks or bandages on their faces were firmly blocked outside the barrier, struggling to resist the sheriffs' nimble capture and strangulation.

Alice and the Second Prince can also be seen helping to fight on the edge of the battlefield.

After arriving at the court, Rogers jumped out of the carriage, looked up at the chaotic magical glow in front of him, and heard the collisions, explosions and shouts caused by various fights.

"Sure enough, Earl Demont should be sitting leisurely in the protective barrier, waiting for the local lord to deal with this mess."

He took a quick look, then shrugged and spoke to Elena who had just arrived beside him.

The students of Saint Herte also joined the battlefield with shouts, and under the protection of the knights, they continued to pour out streams of magical power.

Further outside, there stood seven old or middle-aged men dressed in magic robes, some of them wearing pointed wizard hats on their heads.

Some of them were originally praising the bravery of the Saint Herta students, but when Logos showed up, they all looked at him with surprise.

Not only them, many cultists' faces immediately showed fanaticism the moment they saw Rogers' figure appear.

"You bunch of insects, let me be kind enough to send you to see God." Seeing that something was wrong, Rogers immediately showed his passionate fighting spirit. He rolled up his sleeves and walked straight to the battlefield.

“The glory of the bottomless pit shines!!!”

A man wearing only trousers and with a black cloth wrapped on his head suddenly shouted excitedly.

He pounded his chest with his fist, and his muscles swelled and became engorged instantly. He completely ignored the sheriff's sword that was chopped at him, and rushed straight towards Rogers.

Chapter 86: Alina and Alice begin questioning

"Oh no! They know the young master! They want to kidnap him to find a chance to survive!" A knight shouted hurriedly after noticing the unusual riot of the cultists.

"Give up the arrest! Kill him on the spot!"

The sheriff, who had just chopped off the head of a cultist, suddenly gave orders, his eyes full of anxiety under his iron mask.

Especially when he saw the carriage with the earl's emblem approaching in the distance, he swung the sword in his hand even faster, and with a stomp of the ground, he began to gallop towards the direction of Rogers, and the chain mail on his body also made a series of crisp sounds.

However, the cultists seemed to be stimulated by some unknown force. They completely ignored any possible damage and madly burned their life and magic power.

The faces of these believers were filled with piety and longing, their eyes were filled with passion and desire, and they gathered together into a thunderous aura, constantly surging and rushing towards Rogers.

"I beg for the mercy of your eyes!"

"Please look at me! I'm willing to give you everything!"

"The glory of the bottomless pit shines! The glory of the Son shines!!!"

Some of the cultists were chopped to the ground, with several swords and lances sticking out of their bodies, but they still tried to reach out to Rogers with burning eyes.

Some of the cultists tore off the bandages on their faces, leaving large burn marks on their chests, but they were still jumping and running as hard as they could.

As for the muscular man at the beginning, he had already been chopped into a bloody mist by the sheriff's sword dance on the way here. Only the eyes that showed through the two holes in the black cloth still contained ecstasy.

Originally in the distance, several people dressed in magic robes and dressed like scholars suddenly stood in front of Rogers. Any cultist who approached them would fall to the ground dead without any warning.

"Thank you all for your help." Rogers sincerely thanked the seven people in front of him, especially the old man who raised his hand and lightly stroked in the air, pretending to be casual.

Instant death magic is a profound technique that can only be mastered by those who have reached the gold level and have extremely profound research in the field of magic. It has a small chance of suppressing those below.

What this old man is currently performing is an effect that can only be achieved by instant death magic.

With the power currently displayed by the other party, it is completely comparable to the professor of Saint Herta.

"My name is Kurien Abram. I have been a guest in your mansion for a few days. Today, when I was out for a walk with my apprentices and companions, I happened to see this scene. You can just call me Grandpa Kurien." Kurien stroked his long white beard and greeted kindly.

"Okay, Grandpa Kurien." Rogers nodded obediently.

At the same time, he was looking at Alice and Lius who were gradually approaching him, as well as the prompt box that suddenly appeared.

[Notice! The gods of the bottomless pit are casting a secret gaze upon you. ]

[The gods of the bottomless pit said that after ordinary believers have seen their divine light when they die, their spirits will dissipate. Whether believers can eventually enter the bottomless pit and become devils depends on their achievements and sacrifices in their lifetime.]

[But as long as you can hold a sacrifice that satisfies the gods, you can decide whether to send the murderer to the bottomless pit. ]

Rogers quietly closed the prompt box and looked with emotion at the cultists who were being killed quickly and continuously. The shouting in his ears became less and less.

He slowly raised his hand, and a stream of light condensed from his fingertips, casually piercing the foreheads of several cultists who were running towards him with weak breath.

Judging from the reactions of these believers, it is very likely that they came and attacked the court without authorization because they heard that Count Demont was going to try them.

"How pitiful." Elina looked at the chaotic scene in front of her with pity. She held Lufia's hand, trying to bring some comfort to her so that she would not be overly affected by the bloody picture.

"Kid, these guys have no morals and are causing strife and tragedy everywhere. There is nothing to pity about them." Kurien warned softly after seeing that the situation had stabilized.

“Yes, death is a gift to them. The end they deserve most is to be tortured and then thrown to wild beasts to eat.

"Recently I've been hearing rumors of cultists shouting about the Son of God. Especially just now they were shouting that if we and the teacher were to encounter that monster, we would definitely skin it alive and tear its bones to pieces, and make it suffer until the end of its life!"

A middle-aged woman standing next to Kurien echoed gloomily, and judging by her expression, she seemed to have some great resentment towards the cultists.

"There's no need to be so extreme." Rogers replied with a strange look on his face.

"You are still young and don't understand how sinister the cultists are." The middle-aged woman restrained her expression slightly and spoke softly with a sigh.

Until there were no more shouting, the Knight Guards and sheriffs cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner, and more servants began to join in the cleanup.

The columnar barrier in the courtroom slowly dissipated, and Count Demont, wearing a gorgeous robe, led four people out of the porch. They walked straight across the battlefield in front of the courtroom and headed towards where Rogers was.

Count Demont had the same long curly brown hair as Caspar, and his deep eye sockets and hooked nose added a touch of gloom to his face.

Beside him were two people dressed as knights, one as a magician, and the rest as clerks.

"When you return to the mansion, you can come and talk to me. If you have any troubles, you can also tell me." After Kurien instructed Rogers with a smile, he said no more and turned away with his apprentices and companions.

Alice finally arrived to Rogers' side with a tired look on her face. She stood in front of Rogers, faced Count Demont who was coming forward, and immediately said something that surprised everyone.

“Lord Demont! What is your purpose? Why was I attacked by cultists as soon as I arrived at the court?

“Also, when we went with the Second Prince to treat the disaster last night, why did the cultists come to stop us?

"Especially recently, the cultists in Breed Territory have become more and more rampant, and it seems that they all came with your delegation!"

She pointed at Count Demont angrily, her voice resounding in the air, and everyone around was stunned.

Many of Saint Herte's students showed indignation on their faces when they heard this, and unconsciously gathered not far behind Rogers and his companions, staring at Count Demont and the Second Prince.

Earl Breed, Earl Devin and Prince Reuel, who had gotten off the carriage and were about to come forward, also stopped and observed from a distance with subtle expressions.

"Lady Saint! It was you who took the initiative to step out of the barrier to fight the cultists just now!" Count Demont's eyes widened slowly. Why did the saint, who had been sincerely answering his questions about the case not long ago, suddenly point the finger at him now?

Moreover, when the Brad family was attacked on their territory, shouldn't he be the first to raise questions?

"Isn't it the Saint's mission to fight against the cultists? You understand the responsibility of the Saint, don't you? Or do you do this because you know this?" Elena also stepped in front of Rogers and asked aggressively.

"What can I do? I am sent by the imperial capital..." Count Demont seemed annoyed by the questioning of the junior, but he was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Of course you watched the fight between me and the cultists. When I walked out of the barrier, you didn't try to stop me!" Alice frowned and glanced at Elena, retorting unyieldingly.

"I..." Count Demont's face turned red with anger. When he was about to reply with trembling lips, he was interrupted by a cold voice again.

"Can you guarantee that there is no selfish motive or even conspiracy instigated by others in this matter? Can you swear that when the saint was attacked, you were worried instead of happy?" Elena continued to ask questions in an orderly manner.

"Why are you hesitating and unable to give a complete answer? I have the special ability to detect truth and lies, I just ask you to give me an answer!" Alice continued through gritted teeth.

"And you have absolutely no idea about the activities of the cultists in Brad Territory, and there is absolutely no connection at all?" Elena narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Alice, and supplemented her question.

Count Demont felt that he had never suffered such humiliation in his life. Every time he wanted to answer, he would be interrupted by the two people who were comparing something.

The worst thing was that faced with such an ambiguous question, it was impossible for him to give an absolutely irrelevant answer, but every time he wanted to change the topic and clarify, he would be caught on the sore spot and constantly splashed with mud.

The Saint Herta students had already been staring at him as if he were a criminal, and the four people beside him were either panicked or frowning.

"Count, why don't you answer? Is it true?" Lius, who came to the side of the few people, also looked solemn and asked Count Demont in a deep voice.

Count Demont seemed not to hear anything. He looked past the few people and at Rogers, who looked like he was eating melons. His expression became increasingly angry and gloomy.

The Saint could not have been instructed by Count Brad, so this reaction most likely came from Rogers.

Then looking at the group of students not far behind Rogers, maybe they were also instigated by him.

Thinking about what happened to his son, he felt that if Rogers took over the Brad family in the future, the Demont family would most likely no longer have a foothold in the East.

With so many witnesses at the scene, a serious crime has already been committed. Not to mention the trial of Rogers, he himself will surely be questioned by the imperial capital first.

"Caspar has been tortured beyond recognition. Does the future of the Dement family depend solely on my brother's branch?"

As Count Demont listened to the constant questioning from the two girls in front of him, the anger on his face slowly faded away, and he looked up again at Count Brad who was smiling at him from a distance.

This time he was no longer angry at his old rival's smile, which seemed to him like contempt. Instead, he laughed out loud as if he had given up on himself:

"That's right! So what if it's me?! The Breed family led the Eastern Territory nobles to continuously encroach on the share of the Green Valley that should have belonged to the Demont family, and they still don't allow me to ask for some interest back?!"

When Rogers heard this, his face changed. However, just as he took out the magic book, Count Demont took out an egg-shaped gem that looked like the Egg of Disaster from his arms. The sharp scales covering the egg scratched his palm in an instant.

[Notice! Count Demont has cursed you with corruption. You will continue to attract corrupted things, greatly increase your affinity with corrupted elements, and be affected by them. ]

[Notice! Your affinity with the fallen elements has already reached perfection. This curse has little effect on you, including its ancillary effects.]

"Savor this curse! You deserve it! The heir of the Breed family will eventually fall into darkness! This is your reward for what you did to my son! This is my reward for the shameful behavior of the Breed family!"

Count Demont had a hideous grin on his face, his eyes revealing sarcasm and malice, and he mercilessly mocked Rogers' miserable future.

The gems shaped like eggs of disaster simultaneously emitted dazzling light. At this moment, reality seemed to be pulled into a dreamlike scene, and the lines of the surrounding objects became blurred in an instant.

Several people beside Count Demont also firmly placed their hands on the gem. Their faces aged rapidly and their bodies became increasingly hunched.

"The Emperor should be able to keep Demont's title by not killing the noble's offspring directly..." Earl Demont murmured softly, before he closed his eyes completely and turned his gaze to the Second Prince. He said seriously, "Please remember your bloodline and your duty as a priest of the Pantheon. You must kill Rogers."

A dreamy light enveloped Count Demont and several people nearby. Logos, Elena, Alice and Lius were all tightly wrapped in it.

[Notice! You have been pulled into the gap between the real world and the sleepless land. Many creatures in the sleepless land may attack you because of your corrupt aura! ]

The barrier unfolded too quickly, and Count Demont's sacrifice was too decisive. From the moment he took out the gem, it became difficult to stop it.

Rogers watched the changing scene before his eyes and the reminders that popped up in the prompt box, and shook his head and sighed helplessly.

But then his two arms were grabbed by the two people in front of him, and someone behind him reached out and hugged him tightly.

The two chapters have more than 7,000 words in total. Because both chapters have a charge standard of more than 100 words but less than 200 words, the price seems to be only more than 6,000 words. This can be regarded as making up for yesterday's excess. Tomorrow's compensation plus basic updates should also be released in two chapters.