Tome of Blood

"Who? Who?!"

Looking at their companions who died in an instant, the remaining judges suddenly showed vigilance.

They clenched the long swords in their hands, raised their spirits, and looked in the direction of the crossbow arrows with sinister eyes.

In the darkness, there was a petite figure standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the darkness.

The judges saw her appearance clearly.

It was a little girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old.

She was wearing a white dress, with exquisite and lovely features, but at this moment, that small face was expressionless.

She was still holding a hand crossbow that had just fired a crossbow bolt in her hand, and her scarlet eyes looked coldly at the judges at the door.

The expressions of the judges suddenly became serious.

Walking in the abandoned city in the dark at this special time, it is naturally impossible to be an ordinary little girl.

Especially the indistinct pressure emanating from the opponent's body made them feel terrified under the confinement of the sacred lock.

What made the eyes of several people even more condensed was that although the other party was standing in the rain, his body was not wet at all, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the rain.

This made the hearts of several judges tense.

Release the source power?

Or... a magic barrier?

The release of source power means the second level of Silver Moon...

And if it was a magic barrier, they didn't feel the fluctuation of magic power at all.

That means that the magic operator's mastery of magic has reached a state of perfection, and after thinking about it, it is even more terrifying than the second level of Silver Moon...

And coupled with the other party's young age that made them feel unbelievable...

Who is she?

Or... what?

The expressions of the judges gradually became serious.

"Master! It's the master!"

Old Frank's weak and surprised voice came from inside the room.

Shirley also trembled slightly, slowly raised her head, and looked at the familiar figure in the rainy night with a somewhat incredulous expression.

That was none other than Castel's owner, the 15-year-old quasi-earl, Charlotte de Castel.

Owner?

noble? !

The judges narrowed their eyes slightly.

"Miss, we are the Tribunal and we are arresting members of the Rosary Order. Please do not hinder the church's actions."

One of the judges said in a deep voice.

For the outlaws raised by the church, such a polite statement is enough to show their fear of young girls.

They didn't even speak for the body lying on the ground.

However, Charlotte did not speak to him.

She slowly put down her hand crossbow, and said lightly:

"Nice, what crime is it that a Transcendent illegally attacks a good peace-loving citizen?"

"Hey, according to the "New Moon Code", extraordinary people who illegally attack civilians will be severely punished, and the local lord will punish them. If the lord is not there, the nobles who are loyal to the lord can be punished instead!"

Accompanied by a hoarse voice, a fat black cat came out of the darkness and stood beside the girl.

It was half a step behind the girl, with a respectful posture, faintly focusing on the other party.

Its body was also not drenched by rain.

A talking black cat? !

The judges were stunned for a moment.

As the cannon fodder of the Trial House, they have never been in contact with the inner circle of the Boulder Church, and they are not familiar with Nice.

"What about attacking a noble's retainer?"

Charlotte continued to speak calmly.

"Hey, according to the "Holy Code", if an extraordinary person illegally attacks a nobleman's retainer, he will be handed over to the nobleman. According to the degree of harm, the maximum penalty is death!"

Nice continued to laugh.

"very good."

Charlotte nodded slightly.

She gracefully took out a crossbow bolt from the bottom of her skirt, loaded it skillfully, looked at several members of the trial team, and said with a slight smile:

"Mr. Judges."

"You attacked the retainers belonging to Castel and the civilians loyal to the Castel family."

"As the lord of Castel, I will punish you on behalf of the Castel family."

After finishing speaking, she turned her cold eyes to the judges, and quickly locked on one of them based on the blood race's sensitivity to blood.

The long sword in that person's hand was still dripping with blood.

That blood belonged to Shirley, and it smelled quite sweet and delicious.

Glancing at the wound on the maid Shirley's abdomen, Charlotte raised her crossbow and aimed it at the other's abdomen as well.

The sound of piercing the air sounded, and the judge's expression changed slightly, and he quickly rolled to one side to avoid the incoming crossbow arrows.

"You escaped."

Charlotte seemed to be smiling more happily.

"Nice, is this a resistance?"

"Of course, great Miss Charlotte, he is undoubtedly resisting your punishment."

The black cat also laughed.

The girl's expression suddenly became indifferent:

"So...you know what to do, don't you?"

"Of course, the great Miss Charlotte, who attacked kind peace-loving civilians, attacked the subjects of the nobles, and resisted the punishment of the nobles... These people are undoubtedly evil terrorists!"

"For these vicious terrorists, death is their only destination."

The black cat looked solemn and authentic.

Listening to the dialogue between one person and one cat as if they were talking about cross talk, the faces of the judges gradually became serious and ugly.

They looked at each other without hesitation:

"withdraw!"

However, before they could retreat, a hoarse curse spit out from the black cat's mouth:

"Contract Void Exile!"

As soon as the words fell, the space around the judges suddenly began to distort.

Feeling the tearing of the void, the expressions of the judges changed drastically:

"Wait! We are the judges..."

The terrifying void vortex appeared behind the judges like a small black hole.

Before they finished speaking, they disappeared in the sudden void vortex.

Except for the corpse on the ground, it seemed as if it had never appeared.

On the other side, Frank has been stunned:

"God Lord... a cat that can cast contract spells?!"

Even Shirley was slightly taken aback, obviously shocked by Nice's performance.

Only Charlotte frowned slightly.

She glanced at the corner of her skirt that was wet by the rain, and said with a little dissatisfaction:

"Your magic has affected the magic shield."

"Uh, I'm sorry... that, after all, exile from the void can be regarded as a high-level magic spell, and my shield is only a low-level magic spell."

Nice scratched his head.

"Is it necessary to use Void Exile to deal with a few superhumans whose strength is not advanced?"

"Hey! Isn't this listening to you and giving them the most severe punishment! They can only be swallowed up by the void bit by bit from the body to the soul in the boundless void..."

"Oh? What do I think, it's more like you want to take the opportunity to use up your strength, lest I let you deal with the church's judgment knight later?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? Why can't Nice understand? Meow meow!"

One person and one cat walked while talking, and came in front of Shirley under Frank's blank gaze.

Looking at Shirley, who was seriously injured, and Ms. Mina, who was in a coma, Charlotte apologized:

"Sorry... I was almost late."

After hearing the girl's words, Frank was excited:

"Owner……"

"do not move."

Charlotte stopped him.

"Nice, healing scroll."

She held out her hand to the black cat.

"oh."

The black cat nodded, scratched its claws in the void, and three scrolls appeared in front of it, Charlotte's eyes twitched when he saw it.

Then, holding the scroll in its mouth, it obsequiously handed it to the girl.

Charlotte took the scroll and stuffed the hand crossbow, which was still warm, into its cat's paw, and then injected the magic power of blood into the scroll to heal Shirley and Frank.

The scroll was made by Nice, and it was only the lowest low-level healing technique. Even so, under the halo, Ms. Mina's breathing gradually stabilized, and the expressions of old Frank and Shirley improved a lot.

That's enough.

The rest of the treatment can be handed over to the demon hunter knights of the church.

Shirley remained silent, while the two beautiful little girls threw themselves into Charlotte's arms and cried:

"Sister Charlotte..."

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Charlotte took the two little guys into her arms, speaking gently.

And at this time, a series of horseshoe sounds came from outside, and the worried voice of Chatham, the captain of the Demon Hunting Knights, sounded from a distance:

"Miss Charlotte, your carriage is too fast! The garbage from the Judgment Army is everywhere now, it is very dangerous for you to drive alone!"

"Oh, by the way, where did you buy the horse? The speed is really fast, can you give us a few horses for the witcher?"

As he said that, Chatham walked in with a few demon hunter knights, and when he saw the seriously injured people and the judge who had been shot in the head, he was taken aback for a moment.

Seeing the witcher knights following up, Charlotte's eyes turned slightly red, and infinite fear and grievance suddenly appeared on her delicate and cute face.

She hugged two crying little girls, pointed at the body of the judge on the ground, her blue eyes were filled with mist, and said sadly and angrily:

"Captain Chatham... the trial team in the court not only attacked my retainers, but also wanted to attack me after I reported my identity!"

"If Lord Nice hadn't arrived in time, I might... I might... I might never see you again!"

"Woo woo woo..."

The girl hugged the two little girls and shrank, the pear blossoms were raining, and the little girl who was wronged was extremely heartbreaking.

Frank: ...

Shirley: ...

Chatham froze for a moment, his eyes naturally fell on the black cat.

To be more precise, it was the hand crossbow held tightly between the paws of the excited black cat.

Nice: ...

With a click, the hand crossbow in its claws fell to the ground.

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