Chapter 516 Small Tribunal
After taking a sip of the steaming black snow bean coffee, Mo took off his gloves, then leaned on the back of the chair, holding his cheek and slowly closing his eyes.
"Mo?"
The dark elf girl leaning on the table frowned and called the former lightly, but did not get any response. She felt the darkness and the darkness around her. With the invisible but tangible malice, she could conclude that the other party had not left the game, but his 'consciousness' seemed to be no longer here.
“How many secrets do you have”
She sighed softly and flicked a dim flame onto the tray to maintain the temperature of the cup of coffee. Then she took out the [Black Curse Rapier Kaisan] from her bag and gently wiped the sword blade. While muttering: "What on earth are you thinking about? What on earth am I thinking about?"
The murder of Banser, the fall of the God of Law, and the succession of the prince and his son. Death, internal turmoil within the empire, that person easily made the situation continue to get out of control, but looked down on it like an outsider who had nothing to do with it, calmly and calmly weaving disasters and spreading fear, even though he knew most of the details and Even though I have participated in it many times, I can't see clearly what kind of wishes and expectations he has, and what kind of situation he wants to achieve.
Not only that, she has gradually been unable to guess her own thoughts
Looking back, the sleeping figure is so terrifying, like a huge abyss that is rotating all the time. , lifeless, swallowing up all things, pale and void.
After being silent for a long time, the girl looked away. She put away the rapier in her hand, walked into the hazy darkness entrenched beside the Sin Lord, and smiled to herself.
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"How bad is this world that it can't tolerate even a little you?"
Ten minutes ago
City of Light, Outer City, Small Inquisition
The Lesser Inquisition is an institution under the Holy Inquisition under the Holy Inquisition, the Great Inquisition under the Holy Inquisition.
To put it simply, it is the lowest level of prison, specially used to detain those beings who pose little threat to the people, or who may be a threat. It is also a prison under the control of major churches, although there are The prisoners and monsters are not considered powerful, but it is also a real official organization, and the staff are all serious clergy.
The strength of this group of people probably ranges from primary to mid-level. Although they are far from strong, they are enough to suppress the prisoners inside. After all, those who can really pose a great threat, are vicious, and resourceful have been eliminated by the Grand Inquisition. The Inquisition is almost full. Even if there is a troubled period, each major sect has a separate detention location. The security quality and strength are many times better than that of the Small Inquisition. Therefore, only a few are usually sent to such a place. Just cats and dogs, they can’t make any waves.
As for the Holy Tribunal, that place has been empty for who knows how many years. It is basically just a decoration. It is not that it is too corrupt or anything, mainly because there is really no one qualified in the past hundred years. Being held there.
In the honest Holy Church Union, the only places where there is real room for corruption and where certain secret operations can be carried out are small inquisitions, which can only hold low-level prisoners.
"By the way, Brother Moore, what is the origin of the woman who was imprisoned on the third floor earlier?"
On the basement floor of the Small Inquisition, a lowly member of the Plenty Sect The first-level paladin asked the fat dwarf next to him curiously: "I think she is seriously injured."
"Haha, young man, how did you get sent to us?"
The fat dwarf named Moore smiled, drank two silver coins and three barrels of bad wine, and asked while wiping his mouth : "Do you like working here?"
"I don't know how I was sent here."
The young low-level knight shook his head blankly and said listlessly: "To be honest, I really don't like it here at all. It's hard to see the light, the food is poor, there are no holidays, and the salary is low. It's not as interesting as training with the reserve team. At least I can go to the pub with everyone for a couple of drinks after the sun goes down."
Moore patiently listened to the opponent's complaints, and then asked with a smile: "Let me guess, did you not perform well when you were in the reserve team?"
"Well, maybe, I'm always scolded by the instructor for sleeping in, and my grades in the promotion test are not very good."
The chubby Orc knight with a pair of horns on his head is a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and said naively: "But my appetite is the biggest among us at the same time in my life!"
"I knew it." Moore laughed and said with a grin: "It's delicious but I'm too lazy to cook. Ping Ping, you don’t have any thoughts, no wonder you are sent to this hellish place.”
The other party blinked in confusion and did not react immediately.
Moore had no intention of waiting for his reaction. He just pointed at the softly shining golden brooch in his hand and asked with a smile: "Do you want to be transferred out of here as soon as possible?"
"Think about it! I've even dreamed about it!"
The silly boy nodded immediately and said loudly: "As long as I can get out of this damn place, I can even let me go to the night patrol team in the outer city to report, over there I still have five days off every month."
Moore touched his rosacea and nodded: "Okay, your request is not high. What about the young men on duty today? "
"They said they had something to do today, and asked me to help look after it."
The young man who had just graduated from the apprentice knight and was thrown into the small referee's office smiled and smacked his lips. Said: "Tell me to invite you to drink later."
Moore glanced at the few wine barrels nearby and laughed dryly: "Okay, as long as you change your habit of sleeping in, you can have some snacks during training, and you will definitely be successful."
The other party blinked and looked blank: "Huh?"
“Let’s not talk about it anymore. Uncle has a trick to get you out of here earlier.”
Brother Moore chuckled and asked in a low voice: “Do you want to hear it?”
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“Want to hear it!”
"That's it"
Moore glanced at the steel trap door going underground not far away, and said sternly to the younger generation with cocked ears: "Listen less, talk less, look less, ask less! Yours Your duty is to stay here every day, and occasionally go down below to deliver food and water. As for the rest, no matter who the person is, whether it is strange or suspicious, it has nothing to do with you, so don't pay attention, don't care, Don’t ask! Do you understand?”
The knight across the table immediately nodded and said yes, then put his hand into the armor and scratched it and asked: “So who is that woman? ?”
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Moore’s face stiffened, and he coughed dryly after being silent for a while: “This kind of question is something you shouldn’t ask, do you understand?”
"Oh oh oh. That's what happened."
The other party nodded again and suddenly said: "I understand, I understand!"
Moore nodded haggardly and took out the Putting a few silver coins on the table, he waved his hand and said: "Go and have a nice meal, I'll be on duty for you." "Ah. "
The low-level knight who was supposed to be filling in for others was suddenly startled. He quickly reached out and pulled the silver coins in front of him. After counting them several times, he stupidly raised his head and asked. Said: "Well, Brother Moore, I can't afford it."
"You don't have to pay it back."
Moore looked at him dumbfounded, shrugged and said, "Just think of it as a reward for chatting with me."
"My God, you are so kind. !”
The latter immediately looked at him with gleaming eyes, and said in shock: “Not only did you tell me what to do to transfer him away quickly, but you also gave me so much money, I will definitely chat with you every day in the future! ”
“No, I won’t give it to you every time we chat”
"I'm leaving first! Thank you, Brother Moore!"
As a result, this silly boy ran upstairs without waiting for Moore to finish.
"Uh"
Moore, who sat there blankly, was silent for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, shook his head and said: "It's true, when I was young, I also Not so stupid, hey, forget it."
He drank another drink of wine, leaned back on the chair and kept playing with the brooch in his hand that was constantly exuding warmth.
"This is good~"
At the same time, on the third underground floor, Detention Room No. 13
Behind the secret gold fence where thin divine power circulated, a black figure who couldn't stop roaring was standing there. He desperately hit the defensive restrictions, but under the constantly flashing colorful light, he would be severely ejected every time like being struck by lightning. Although the magic here was not powerful, it was still enough to suppress these unscrupulous people. of prisoners.
However, the gibbering roar did not stop. The black figure continued to challenge the strength of the magic as if he didn't know why to give up, and was repeatedly hit and bounced like an out-of-control beast. The cycle of flying, hitting, and being bounced made the entire floor restless.
“Really, it starts again”
In another detention room not far away, the ragged ogre Dodoma covered his head with all his strength, stared angrily at the madman-like figure diagonally opposite, and growled in a low voice: "Why do I have to fight with such a madman?" Stay on the same floor! Damn it, the holy sect unites these beasts."
He was a villain with nearly ten lives on his hands, and was saluted by the locals while looting a village. The two priests in the church were subdued on the spot, and after several rounds, they were detained in the City of Light. As of today, they have been detained for half a month. Because the official execution date is approaching, Dodoma is in a very mood these two days. Not good, coupled with the fact that a certain monster diagonally across the street always goes crazy for a few hours every day, this ogre who will be beheaded in a few days is already extremely anxious.
But he can only be anxious. Since he can be thrown here, it means that his strength is not enough to break through those defensive magics, and the possibility of escaping is completely zero, so Dodoma should be early After being imprisoned for a week, he gave up trying to leave. After all, the feeling of being hit by magic was not pleasant, and he was not the masochist who didn't know what pain was.
Another five minutes passed, just as the desperate Dodoma began to consider whether to end it on his own, the lunatic across from him suddenly became strangely quiet.
"What's going on? Why did today end after only lasting so long?"
The ogre scratched his chest in surprise, then stretched his head out of curiosity to look at the cell diagonally opposite, and found that the guy was standing in front of the fence, quietly, as if he was a different person. of.
This is the first time he has seen this situation. You must know that the monster has only two states in the past half month, namely, a human form that will continuously attack the fence for several hours every day, and It turned into a quiet form of black mist. Although it maintained its human form, it was not crazy. This was the first time Dodoma had seen it.
Better fresh!
“Hey, bastard!”
The extremely bored ogre decided to use the lunatic opposite to relieve his boredom, so he shouted loudly and sneered: “Are you not here today? Eat. Ugh!”
A pair of dark eyes forced him to swallow back the second half of his sentence. His huge body trembled uncontrollably, his mind went blank, and his whole body froze in place as if he had fallen straight into an ice cellar.
"Shut up."
The 'monster' said coldly, his voice was very soft, but it sounded in Dodoma's ears as if he was close at hand, making him He fell to the ground softly, with traces of blood oozing from his ears, eyes, mouth and nose.
Obviously, this person is no ordinary person, or in other words, no ordinary summoned creature
[Shadow of Sin]
Summoned creature
Original: Mo/Chaotic Evil
HP: 6999/7000
Physical: 3600/3600
Magic: 3600/3600
Sensitivity value: 6200/6200
Rage value: 0%
Active skill: Body rubbing (58 available/31 unavailable)
Passive skill: Body rubbing ( 45 available/11 unavailable)
Basic attributes: Strength 370, Dexterity 300, Wisdom 350, Constitution 350
Characteristics: Synchronization, immortality, growth, dissipation (inactive)
Status: Synchronizing
[Remarks: The Shadow of Sin was born from the nameless blood contract. 】
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with suppressing its power to 1%."
Mo, who successfully synchronized with the Shadow of Sin, carefully looked at the row of fences in front of him and said softly: " Otherwise, this kind of place will be completely destroyed in about half a minute.”
The height, appearance, and voice of the Shadow of Sin are exactly the same as Mo's, except that he does not have the mask covering the upper half of his face, and does not have any equipment on his body. He is just barefoot and wearing a set of tattered black cloth clothes. Apart from that Outside of his abyss-like eyes, he looked like an ill-fated refugee at first glance.
Of course, Mo didn't care how bad his appearance was, and he had no intention of using his skills to give himself a handsome outfit, so he just gently raised his right hand and summoned a summoned creature—— [Zuo Lengchan].
The ghost cicada disappeared into the air as soon as it appeared, passed through the fence silently, and flew up the stone steps without hesitation.
Two minutes later, Mo, who used Gui Chan's vision to confirm that both the third and second underground floors were unattended, scratched his left wrist with his nails, and used the third weapon synchronized with the Shadow of Sin. Two skills.
A pair of men and women with decayed faces and solemn expressions slowly emerged from the air.
Chapter 513: The End
(End of this chapter)