After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

He forced out an awkward smile and replied hesitantly:

"You...what are you talking about? If I weren't a slave, would I be beaten like this?"

However, the other party just snorted coldly.

He grabbed Heidi's hand harder and harder, even twisting her arm across in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Then he said:

"Just smearing dirt on your face won't fool me! Your arms are so white, how can you look like a slave!?"

This is true.

Although she had been in a lot of trouble in the past few days, thanks to the accumulation of her relatively comfortable life and the resistance brought by the brave's protection, Heidi still looked relatively healthy after fully recovering from her injuries.

In contrast, the mixed-race slaves around were mostly pale and skinny.

A fake look.

There are a few who are in relatively good mental states like the woman in front of me, but there are so few of them that they can be recognized at a glance. It is obvious that they are not of the same kind.

This is going to be troublesome.

While Heidi was still thinking of how to trick him, the other man bent down, came close to her face, and whispered:

"Also, why are you wearing that child's clothes? How is the child now?"

"How did you..."

"How do I know? Because I helped that child escape, of course I know!"

Heidi had wondered how such a thin and unsuspecting little girl could have made it all the way to the periphery without being discovered.

It turned out to be because of this guy's help.

The other party's questioning has not stopped:

"How is that child now? What did you do to her?"

The woman didn't say it completely, but the implication was clear: she believed Heidi and the slave traders were in cahoots.

Moreover, this time he took advantage of the little girl's escape to sneak into the slave pile to act as a spy.

It's a reasonable inference.

After all, no normal person would imagine that a princess and a hero would pretend to be a slave and hitchhike in order to avoid being hunted down.

Even if you tell it yourself, the other party probably won't believe it.

But, having said that, Heidi could no longer pretend.

After sighing softly, he suddenly exerted force and suddenly broke his hand free from the other person's hand.

Give the other party a little abrupt brave shock.

Then he replied:

"The child is fine. I exchanged clothes with her. If she hasn't been caught by now, she must have escaped to a safe area."

"Change clothes? Why would you do that?"

The mixed-race woman frowned, her eyes full of disbelief.

And Heidi just shook her head.

"No comment."

"you--"

"You just need to know that I will follow you for a while and then leave. If you remain silent, it won't cause any losses to you."

As she spoke, Heidi sneered and cast a look at the slave trader's sentry.

"And if you say too much, then... I'll tell these guys about that little girl. You have to understand that the lord of this city is in cahoots with them. To keep this secret, that guy will definitely be captured and even killed."

The complete truth cannot be told 100%.

Then, while letting the other party know the minimum amount of information, use the chips in your hand to threaten the other party to ensure that she will not ruin your business.

This is enough.

Although he was repeatedly defeated in threatening Villian, he still had no problem controlling ordinary people.

The moment these words were spoken, the other party's face suddenly became extremely ugly, just as Heidi had expected.

After staring at Heidi for a few seconds with gritted teeth, he said:

"How can you guarantee that the child is really okay now?"

"There's nothing I can guarantee. Believe it or not. But you have to know that I can't guarantee that everything will be fine, but I can guarantee that something will happen to her. You have to think it through."

After saying that, their eyes began to meet fiercely.

If there was a bit of magic in it, maybe sparks would really fly.

After standing still for nearly half a minute, the female hybrid was the first to be defeated.

"...I understand. I won't say anything more."

She said this through gritted teeth.

"But remember, I will stand up to you if you dare to mess around..."

She raised her fingers, gestured hard on her neck, then turned and left.

At this moment, a series of rapid horse hoof sounds came from outside the barn.

Then, the gate was opened, and more than a dozen people dressed as slave traders stood at the door. The leader shouted loudly:

"The car is here, everyone get in! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed. Do you understand me?"

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More than twenty days had passed since Leah had been placed under house arrest, and it was almost a month.

During this period, the blond hero was confined in that luxurious prison and was not allowed to leave.

During this period, Leah's already unstable mental state went up and down like a roller coaster.

Sometimes, when her negative emotions were suppressed to the extreme, she would stand in the middle of the room and curse, cursing everyone from Aize to the top leaders of the church one by one.

Then, when he gets tired of scolding, he will curl up on the sofa or bed like hibernating, staring at the wall for hours on end without saying a word - like now.

Recently, she even began to vaguely feel the goddess' voice and talk to her.

In short, it's going crazy.

Although her normal condition is not much better than being crazy.

But because of these increasingly crazy behaviors, at least she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, such as using brute force to break out or other violent behaviors.

Then--

"Good evening, Xiaoya, how are you feeling?"

Rosaline, who hadn't seen her for who knows how many days, appeared again from the closed entrance and sat down on the sofa opposite Leah.

Leah weakly stood up, her golden hair had become a mess, and her appearance and complexion were worse than before Rosalyn left for Tafea.

He looked so haggard that he seemed to have aged suddenly.

In response to Rosaline's question, she simply huddled up with her arms around her thighs and shook her head.

"……not good."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your life?"

"It definitely has nothing to do with that! What's going on now? When will you give me an explanation? And how long are you going to keep me here?"

As if something had been triggered, her emotions suddenly reached a peak.

"It's always like this, day after day! Instead of continuing like this, why not just throw me onto some battlefield and let me perish with the demons? At least that way I can still be loyal to the goddess! What the hell do you want to do by continuing like this!?"

The issue of how to deal with Leia has actually long gone beyond a simple crime issue and has become a pure dispute based on the hero's identity and jurisdiction.

Add to that the series of power struggles and factional infighting within the church, and the resolution process will naturally become lengthy and tedious.

Originally, they had finally reached a consensus of "using Leah as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the brave Aize", but with Aize's straightforward refusal, the situation fell into chaos again.

Now, no one can guarantee what will happen to Leah in the end, or what will happen to her.

Rosalin could only comfort him:

"Dealing with the hero is a matter of great importance. They need some time to discuss it. This is reasonable. Otherwise, what if a wrong judgment is made?"

"Wrongful conviction!? What wrongful conviction? Locking me up here, isn't that already a wrongful conviction?!"

Leia's eyes almost popped out, and she even kicked over the coffee table in front of her.

"Or what? You think I'm a heretic? If I am a heretic, then who in this damn, disgusting, insect-filled church isn't a heretic? Tell me!"

As Leah's mood gradually became unstable, this coffee table was kicked over an average of more than ten times a day in the past few days.

Even though it was produced by the church workshop, it could not withstand the repeated tossing and turning by the brave man, so it broke several times.

Of course, even if it is broken, you can just replace it.

The church doesn't need this little money, so it's no big deal.

But this time, a small accident happened.

A cup of cold coffee on the table was flipped into the air along with it.

Then it all spilled over Rosalyn—even the cup was caught squarely on her headdress, pinned directly to her head.

Rosalyn's unchanging smile froze on her face with a slightly strange atmosphere.

Leah only noticed this embarrassing situation after she had finished venting her anger.

I knew this was a bit too embarrassing, so I quickly swallowed the remaining breath and apologized:

"…Sorry, it wasn't intentional."

"No, don't worry about it, it's okay."

After a moment of silence, Rosaline responded with no change in her attitude.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the dark brown liquid off his face.

Leah quickly changed her professional topic:

"Compared to this, where have you been these past few days?"

"I went to Tafia."

"...What? Tafia?"

This sensitive place name made Leah's eyebrows raise suddenly.

After all, those who understand will know what this damn place represents.

"That's right, Tafia."

Rosalyn wiped her neck and said with a smile:

"The church's leaders hope to welcome Aize back to the church, so they sent me and the Fengying team to negotiate, hoping that he would retract his decision to give up his identity as a hero..."

"You accuse me of heresy and leave me unable to move, yet you're sending someone to bring that guy back?! Is this a joke!?"

With just a few words, Leah successfully broke through her biggest defense since she was imprisoned.

Chapter 32 Acquittal

Leah's anger was certainly understandable from her perspective.

Rosalyn continued to wipe the coffee off her clothes while maintaining her usual smile, without any change, and continued:

"It's not just a matter of bringing Aize back. Some people in the church want Aize to decide how to deal with you, and they want this to be a condition for bringing him back..."

"……What did you say!?"

After hearing this, Leia felt more confused than angry.

Because even if her brain was not working well, she understood the meaning of this sentence.

That is, exchange yourself for Aize.