Julien Rousseau ran to the staircase leading to the fourth floor, but when he was less than a meter from the staircase, he suddenly stopped, thinking thoughtfully about what he was hesitating. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn.

"What are you thinking about?" Selina couldn't figure out why Julian was suddenly like this, and she reminded her later.

But Julian did not speak, but answered with action.

Unlike the lower two floors, the door to the fourth floor of the paulownia building is not installed at the staircase on the third floor, but at the top of the staircase. The two of them carefully examined the unlocked door in the narrow staircase, which from the outside did not appear to be anything unusual, but it was precisely because of this that it was the most unsettling.

Selina took a step back and gave Julian the right to open the door.

But Julian, though he had already pressed his hand on the door, did not immediately push it open, and his eyes looked a little confused. The man she was looking for was behind the door, but what was the boy waiting for? was he nervous, or worried? Or was there some other feeling? Selina couldn't read Julian's current behavior, and at that moment she felt that the young man with whom she had lived for many years had suddenly become strange, with an unpredictable, incomprehensible strangeness. Although it may have only been a few seconds, Selina felt that time was passing extremely slowly, and she couldn't help but ask, "What are you waiting for?"

As if he had been suddenly awakened in a dream, Julie shuddered as if he had been awakened in a dream, and he avoided Selena's gaze, like a child who had done something wrong, and turned his head awkwardly to the other side, pushing his hands forward with all his might.

"Boom--ahh

It's like a boudoir where a typical girl lives, and as soon as you enter the door, you'll be greeted by a burst of body fragrance unique to a young girl. It's not luxurious, but it has everything you need. Julian did not pay attention to the furnishings of the room, his eyes fell first on the bed opposite the doorway, and then moved to the left along the bed, only to see a young girl in a paulownia dress sitting in a paulownia chair near the window next to the bed. She looked like she was asleep, lying on the table in front of her.

"Frey!" Julian called out to the girl.

Although the girl had waist-length hair that was completely different from Frey's short hair, and her back was facing Julian, Julian would never admit that he was wrong about the familiar background and figure, and he wanted to fly at once, but his feet seemed to be pierced with lead, and he could not take half a step.

When Selina saw Julian once again in that nerdly "paralyzed" state, she walked up to him and reminded, "What's wrong with you?

"Yes, yes, yes......" Julian reacted, and said something at the same time, "She, she's Frey...... I'm too ...... It's so exciting......"

"Then take her away immediately and leave this place of right and wrong. Selina tugged at Julian, and walked over to the girl. Like a puppet, Julian followed Selina towards the girl.

However, as the two of them reached the middle of the room, a burst of pink light suddenly appeared from under their feet, and the two of them immediately felt that their feet were unable to move without warning as if they did not belong to them.

"This is...... Magic Circle?" Selina noticed that on the floor where they were standing, a circular magic circle with a diameter of more than 2 meters painted with silver powder appeared at some point, and the pink light emitted from the magic array.

"Oh no! forced teleportation!" Julian also sensed the severity of the situation and shouted.

But it was too late, and before Julian could finish speaking, the pink light had completely enveloped the two of them, and then the space above the magic array distorted......

A hand that is separated from the air cannot hold a sword, and only those who approach it voluntarily can pick it up.

Although Julian would love to go back to the first time he took the sword, to say goodbye to it forever and completely, he was unable to get rid of it in the end.

For more than two months, Julian spent almost every night in nightmares and insomnia, and when he couldn't sleep, the only thing that could give him solace was the liquor, and when even alcohol could not numb his painful nerves, he would do the same as he is now: sword dance.

In the darkness, Julian's swordsmanship was undisciplined, not even freewheeling, because when he wielded the sword, Julian's heart was empty, he didn't think about anything, he didn't even know what he was doing, it was not so much Julian wielding the sword as it was the sword that governed the action of his body.

This kind of swinging of the sword day after day and three shifts in the middle of the night is not for the improvement of his own swordsmanship, Julian is just looking for a reason and a support.

Let yourself still feel the reason why the world exists;

Temporarily forget about the endless suffering.

Julian opened his eyes in a haze.

Due to his blurred vision, he couldn't see his surroundings, but he could see Selina lying less than a meter away from him. Julian walked over and woke Selina up.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Selina as soon as she woke up.

"We seem to have accidentally touched a teleportation magic circle and were forcibly teleported. Julian replied.

Selina thought back for a moment, and her memory seemed to break down just after the burst of pink light engulfed her.

"Where are we teleported to now?"

"I want to know too. ”

The two of them got up from the ground and looked around.

I saw them in a building that looked very spacious. The roof was high overhead, the building was supported by four pillars of three people hugging each other, and the walls around it were painted pure white, with no windows, no frescoes or motifs for decoration. Behind it is four, Five rows of wooden benches, neatly arranged, like the public seats of a church, and on the left and right sides were two long rows of wooden tables, which seemed to be able to seat ten people side by side, and in front of it, there was a large table with an iron hammer and a brass bell on it, behind the table was a chair with a long backrest, and on the wall behind the chair was a black cross with two statues of angelesses on each side of the cross, one holding a scale in his hand and the other holding a copy in his armsIn the Holy Book, both female angels are blindfolded.

Julian and Selina were standing in the middle of the building, with no chairs or tables.

"What the hell is this place?" asked Julian.

"I was about to ask you. "But this place looks like a courtroom." ”

Just as Selina finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from behind the long-backed chair:

"That's right, this is the Inquisition's Judgment Hall, and the two of you are standing in the dock. ”