At this time, Hathaway was still talking to that Levich. Hawa whispered a conversation, and although the guards outside knew that the two men were together, they did not stop them, let alone listen to them.

"Hehe, when the time comes, we'll talk later." Levich that. Hawa suddenly laughed, got up and said goodbye and left.

"Time?" Hathaway was stunned.

At this time, there was a sound from the courtyard door outside, and someone pushed the door in. Hathaway walked to the door, and saw two men dressed in church servant clothes walking in carrying a food box, and when she saw her come out, he bowed slightly, and one of them said, "Lord Earl, this is your supper, when you are done, leave it at the door, and we will come and collect it." ”

Hathaway nodded, took the food box and went back into the house, though she was dissatisfied with the church, she wouldn't take her anger out on those little minions.

Dinner was quite plentiful, with bread, cheese, grilled meats, smoked ham, vegetable salad, broth, and a bottle of wine. Hathaway had no reason to abuse her appetite, and after tasting it well, she swept away the food, then found a large red apple and ate it 'click, click', and finally put the box outside the door.

After resting for a while, Hathaway took out some more magic gems and began to engrave them. This time, when she infiltrated the underground dwarf camp, she almost all the looting of the underground dwarves was 'blacked', and the worst thing was that the underground dwarves didn't know what the black hand was - at this point, the emperor was still keeping his word. And there was no fanfare. Although the paper can't contain the fire in the end, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

After carving about forty magic gems, Hathaway felt a little tired. Her spiritual heart has been condensed, and she will not feel tired when she is idle, but along the way, she has used flying spells to hurry, and the seals are all fourth-level spells, which consumes a lot of spiritual power, and she really should rest.

After meditating for a while, Hathaway and Yi lay down for a while. Then he fell asleep.

Early the next morning. The purple sun rises as usual, and the warm sunlight and fresh air penetrate the window lattice, which is particularly pleasant...... If it weren't for the wrong location, it would have been perfect.

Hathaway washed up as soon as she got up...... Breakfast was already delivered. She simply took a few bites. Just brewed tea. There was a knock on the door outside.

She got up to open the door, and found an acquaintance standing in the doorway, Paladin Carry. Sandos and four of his men.

"Your Excellency Santos, I just made a pot of tea. Taste together? Hathaway pretended not to know where they were coming, and smiled and extended the invitation.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, but I'm afraid this pot of tea will be a long time before it can be drunk."

Carey. Sandos grimaced, and his tone was a little formulaic: "By the decree of His Excellency the Archbishop, Hathaway. Count Bell confirmed to the church that Bishop Beyoncé had been killed. I solemnly advise Your Excellency to be honest with what you say. ”

"I am Count Bell, and I pledge in the name of a nobleman that I will take full responsibility for my words and deeds." Hathaway replied without humility or arrogance, she had changed her concept a little here, but it was clear that Her Excellency the Paladin did not hear it.

"Please!" Carey. Sandos glanced at her, and although he was dull on the surface, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Generally speaking, people who are summoned by the church, even if they are indeed innocent, will not be calm...... He has seen a lot of this kind of person. But the young noblewoman in front of her was completely different. From beginning to end, Hathaway was calm and calm, although a little dissatisfied, but those were just normal human emotions, and this observation made Carey. Santos has some admiration, but also a little wariness.

They didn't take the same road to the cathedral, but another, and when a black temple building appeared in front of them, Hathaway knew that was where they were going.

There was no name on the building, but Hathaway felt a little depressed, and the atmosphere of the building was very gloomy, and she wondered how there could be such a building in such a sacred place as a church.

"This is the correctional center of the Church of Nature." It seems to sense the question in Hathaway's heart, Carey. Sandos actually took the initiative to introduce.

"What? Are you sending me here for punishment? Hathaway's face sank and she stopped.

"Don't stop!" A knight stepped forward to reach out and push her.

"Humph!"

Hathaway did not cast magic, but her gaze was awe-inspiring, with a kind of spiritual coercion...... The fourth-level magician was not just talking, the knight was suddenly suffocated, and this hand could no longer be pushed out.

"Don't be rude!"

Carey. Sandos glared at the knight in displeasure: "Count Bell is assisting the church, not a prisoner!" ”

He turned to Hathaway again: "Your Excellency, please don't take care of his rudeness. The murder of Bishop Beyoncé is handled by the correctional center, so please come here and have no other meaning! ”

Hathaway's face turned slightly pale, and she ignored the knight who still had anger on his face, and followed Carey. Sandos walked towards the correctional facility.

Although the atmosphere is still eerie, the oncoming forest and the statue of Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, give a sense of life, but it is not in harmony with the atmosphere of the building itself.

"The goddess is merciful, and although the punishment center is set up to punish sinners, as long as you repent of your past sins, you still have the opportunity to be a new person." Carey. Santos said with a smile.

This kid has obviously been brainwashed!

Hathaway sighed softly, not afraid of the god's reasoning, but afraid that the god's stick was a fanatic believer, and there was no reason to talk about.

After a long corridor, Kerry. Sandos stopped in front of a closed door: "This is it, please come in." ”

No need to report?

Hathaway gave him a strange look, and saw that the paladin was already standing sideways, and she was not polite, she directly stepped forward to push the door open, and walked in.

The room was not very large, but there was a huge table, but there were several doors leading to different places on both sides, and many of the clergy came and went, all of them in a hurry, as if they were catching a train, and most of them simply ignored her entry.

As soon as Hathaway entered the room, she felt a strange energy descending on her, and the whole person seemed to be seen through, but fortunately, the spiritual heart reacted automatically, forming a unique result, while protecting her, forming a unique illusion, presenting a set of virtual images, and that energy did not seem to be sensed.

Hathaway only now understands that Carey. Sandos did not emphasize the need to be honest, and in the face of this strange force, any emotional fluctuations caused by lies would be invisible in the face of this force.

"This is probably what the veteran said of a kind of magic enchantment that can detect lies."

Thinking in her heart, she didn't stop her steps, and went straight to the huge table.

Behind the desk, there was a middle-aged priest, although he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, but his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of time, which was definitely not something that an ordinary middle-aged person could have. Behind him, the four knights standing respectfully, although they were not paladins, Hathaway could sense that none of them were in the Kerry. Under Sandos.

It is worthy of being a natural church, and the foundation is powerful!

Hathaway couldn't help but sigh that if she had these knights of the same strength under her command, they would form a powerful army!

"It's Hathaway. Earl Bell? When the middle-aged man saw Hathaway coming over, he didn't put on a show, and asked first.

"Yes, Your Excellency, what shall I call you?" Hathaway asked, nodding.

"My name is Yale, and I will preside over your hearing this time."

The middle-aged priest introduced himself, then waved to a priest next to him, who quickly brought over a chair and placed it respectfully in front of the table, "Please be seated, Count Bell." ”

Hathaway listened and sat down according to his words, this is the dignity of the nobles, of course the idlers can't enjoy it.

"It seems that the information is a bit outdated, I didn't expect His Excellency the Earl to be a fourth-level magician at such a young age. This time, please come over, as you must know, it is about the murder of Bishop Beyoncé. We must investigate anyone who showed up at Bersington Manor that night, as your business is busy and can only be postponed until today, and we hope you will understand. ”

The Yale priest paused, looked at Hathaway's expression, and continued: "Now let me ask you a few questions, and I hope Your Excellency can answer them truthfully. ”

"Of course, I'm happy to work with the church to solve this matter satisfactorily." Hathaway replied calmly.

The Yale priest seemed very satisfied with Hathaway's attitude, he nodded, and asked the first question: "The first question I want to ask is, why did you go to Bersington Manor?" ”

"I want to meet His Majesty the Emperor, because I need His Majesty's approval and help to complete the relocation of the Alpine refugees." Hathaway replied.

"Okay, that's my second question. Do you know Bishop Beyoncé? How did you meet her? The Yale priest continued to ask, his eyes half-narrowed, not sparing any expression on Hathaway's face.

"I met Bishop Beyoncé over a drink at the Black May Bar, and I was with Leonardo. Count of Beirut. To be precise, I had never met Bishop Beyoncé before, let alone known her, and that day I had just had a glass of wine and then took my leave......" Hathaway recounted the meeting in great detail, and on the face of it, it was a normal encounter, and even the strictest of judges could not find fault with it.

…………………… Depressed, how could there be no update last night? (To be continued......)