The power of 'dead words' sounds bluffing, but it has a definite weakness.

As the Witch of the Night, Tishara is naturally well aware of her weaknesses.

That is the corpse driven by the power of the 'Dead Word' to fear the Earth Mother Divine Magic, as long as you use the magic to find the dead hidden in the crowd in an instant.

Just as creatures in darkness fear the light, corpses illuminated by the light of the magic will immediately manifest an abnormal appearance.

I've always hated the woman Mother Earth, especially the smell of Mother Earth's magic, and if you get caught in that smell, be sure to take a good shower before coming to me. ’

Tishara told Simon this at the end of the day.

Of course, that's not the most critical ... The most critical thing is what Tishara told Simon... There's about the 'Night's Watchman's Protection'.

The Witch of the Eternal Night only favors the Night's Watch, and only the Night's Watch in the world is eligible to be protected by the Witch.

And the witch's protection is...

"Lord Simon, the prisoner has been brought."

The guard's gruff voice interrupted Simon, who was thinking about something.

He looked down the armrest of the magistrate's court, and at a glance he saw the people kneeling on the ground, their heads bowed.

The other party has blonde hair and looks like a young man.

"Heads up, my lords."

Simon spoke.

To be honest, he hated this kind of pretentious way of speaking.

Rather than being superior and exhausting to death, Simon prefers the player's noisy, occasionally witty 'you critic'.

But there is no way, who called him a lord? Sometimes you need acting like this.

And—

Simon stared at the blonde youth below, a flash of brilliance quickly flashing in his black eyes.

As if sensing Simon's gaze, the blonde young man who looked like a dead corpse finally reacted, and he raised his head to look at Simon next to the judgment table.

His face was pale, his eyes were blank, and his face was full of numbness and confusion.

In the depths of his eyes, there was pain and sorrow that could not be removed.

Simon raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the guard next to him: "Remove the shackles from his hands." ”

"But Lord Simon, the other party is an executioner who doesn't even let go of his wife and children..."

The guard's face changed slightly.

"Unload." Simon's voice was flat, and there was a sense of unquestionable.

"Yes." The guards obeyed Simon's orders and removed the youth's shackles.

"What's your name?" Simon asked.

“... Joshua. Simeon-sama. Joshua replied weakly.

Simon spoke:

"So Joshua, do you know what you've done?"

“... What did you do..."Joshua smiled a little dryly, and he muttered in a tone of voice, "I just killed all the demons that broke into my house, that's all." ”

Oh?

Simon's gaze deepened:

"Killed the demon who broke into your home? What does this mean? ”

At the mention of this topic, Joshua shuddered uncontrollably, and he really didn't want to think about the scene that seemed like hell to him.

Killed his wife and two daughters with his own hands... The slippery blood kept him from gripping the hilt.

But Joshua eventually told everything.

Tell Simon everything that happened to him.

"That's not my wife... Although, as always... But that's definitely not my wife and daughter. ”

Joshua wept bitterly again.

Watching a good young man go from normal to collapse, Simon also sighed slightly, but-

"Lord Simon, this... What do you think about this? Paul, who had been guarding Simon's side, couldn't help but speak.

Truth be told, Paul didn't really believe Joshua's words, because what he said was so fantastical.

Paul has seen many techniques for the movement of the dead, so that the dead can behave in the same way as usual?

Then it could only be...

"The power of the Witch of the Night."

Paul spoke to himself.

But he soon realized his gaffe, so he hurriedly lowered his body and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry! In the presence of a pure and noble devout Mother Earth believer like Lord Simon... Please allow me to apologize for uttering such foul language! ”

"......" Simon.

Seeing Paul's expression of apologetic expression, Simon shook his head.

He finally knew where the Night Witch's infamy came from.

These black cauldrons, which have nothing to do with Ti Sarah, are directly on her head, how can her reputation be good?

Thinking of this, Simon said indifferently:

"Don't worry. I actually cared more about what Joshua said than that. ”

"There's a witch... Ahem, is that unclean thing to exist? Paul asked in a low voice.

"Actually, you don't have to be so shy about it. I've been informed that one of the five priests of the Old Witch Cult, Dead Words, is about to attack Grey Moon. ”

Simon answered Paul's question.

"Priest of the Dead?" Paul's eyes widened, "Is it the witch priest who broke through the 'Winter Fortress' of the Eternal Winter Kingdom three years ago, known as the 'Evil Scourge'?" ”

"It's just that he's right." Simon nodded, and there was no panic on his face.

"Simeon-sama!" Paul was a little silent, but looking at Simon's calm face, he opened his mouth, and then as if he had reacted, he praised loudly: "I see! Lord Simon's wisdom really made his subordinates sigh, and I fully understood. ”

“？？？” Simon.

You get the idea? What do you understand?

Simon glanced inexplicably at the captain of his own guard.

Paul was looking at himself with admiration on his face.

This captain of the guard is indeed very terrifying in terms of martial arts alone, but occasionally some inexplicable words will suddenly pop up like this.

But... Never mind.

Although I don't know what the other party has in mind, it shouldn't be a bad thing to look at him like that.

And the most critical thing now is -

"Joshua, I already know exactly what happened to you, but have you ever thought about it?"

"Ever thought about... One thing? Joshua looked up in confusion.

"That's what you're right now... In fact, it is also the 'demon' you hate... No, it's one of the living dead manipulated by the Dead Word. Simon said in a steady tone.

"No, it's impossible, right? How is this possible? Lord Simon? How could I be the living dead, I'm alive and well, I'm still here. I still have my own consciousness... I know what I want to do..."

Joshua opened his mouth and tried to defend himself.

"Look at your right hand, Joshua."

"Right hand...?" Joshua looked at his right hand as Simon had said.

Own right hand... I don't know when I unconsciously put it on the hilt of the guard's sword.

"How is that possible...? This... Surely not so, Simeon-sama. ”

Joshua swung the guard's sword in confusion and lunged in Simon's direction.

But in Paul's presence, Joshua had no power to resist.

The sword was kicked away, and Joshua tumbled down the steps.

"I've been saying hello since just now, telling the guards not to act rashly. to observe your next move. ”

Simon spoke.

Under his eyes, Joshua's body churned with a purple-black mist that could not be perceived by the naked eye.

Presumably, this is the power of the dead word.

In the same way, being able to see this power is also one of Simon's witch protectors as the night watchman-

See through all the protection of invisible powers.

In other words, the power of the 'dead word', which is extremely tricky for others, cannot escape Simon's eyes at all.

Looking at Joshua's puzzled and confused expression, Simon's eyebrows furrowed.

He finally understood why Tishara was saying 'Dead Words' because even she didn't want to use her powers.

It defiles the soul of a man to such an extent!

The young man in front of him is his people.

Innocent people without fault.

But his soul, the soul of his wife and his daughter, was so wantonly toyed with.

"Don't! Simeon-sama! ”

Joshua begged for mercy, but instead of the apparent plea for mercy, his body lunged at Simon, his hands on Simon's neck—

Simon closed his eyes and shook his head.

Next to him, Paul had already drawn his one-handed sword.

The next moment-

The cold light flickered.

Then there was the sound of a human body falling to the ground.