'When will the new packs be released?' Super wants a Dr. Bang Bang. 'Respondent: Sister Skatein.

Cheryl nibbled on an apple as she waved her finger in reply to the post posted by the new Goblin vs. Gnome card.

It was nearly late at night, and she was sitting in the Gray-Cloaked Mage's Tower.

In the few days since arriving at Nolan, her life has largely settled down, and the owner of this mage tower, the gray-clad man, rarely returns to the mage tower.

Even if he returned to the Mage Tower, he would not stop to talk to Cheryl and Denisha who were staying in the Mage Tower.

Conversations between Cheryl and the Grey Cloak have always taken place through the Spellcaster's forum.

"Cheryl, aren't you sleeping?"

Dressed in her pajamas, Denisha stepped through the darkness with a lantern inscribed with 'Illumination' in her hand and made her way to the desk where Cheryl was sitting.

An owl was perched on Denissa's shoulder, staring at Cheryl with its eyes and cooing.

In addition to the two of them and the Grey Cloak, the inhabitants of this mage tower are an entire owl family.

Denisha seemed to be very fond of the birds, and within a few days the nun had become acquainted with the owls.

"Hmm... I still have some personal matters to do......"

Cheryl glanced at the old journal that had been sitting next to her desk, and since she had been in the Hearthstone Tavern during the day lately, the Inquisitor Diary had been delayed until the evening.

Denisha was much more diligent, in contrast to the Wizard's Tower, taking care of the owls, sorting out the scattered books, and going to the market to buy ingredients and make some delicious dishes, except for the occasional church service.

Cheryl was 100% sure that Denisha would be a good wife in the future, and any man who married her would be enough to arouse the jealousy of countless people, and she was in a particularly good shape.

"Private matters... Cheryl, actually... I had a nightmare today. ”

Dinisha placed the lamp on her desk and sat down beside Cheryl, her hands clasped in her eyes.

"We defected from the church and became traitors, and in my nightmares I could always hear whispers in my ears, maybe the gods were condemning me."

Is it true that negative reactions are already starting to appear?

Having been a judge for so many years, Cheryl knows that the appearance of those 'crazy whispers' is conditional, and the more kind-hearted people who can maintain a calm and pure heart, the less likely they are to hear those crazy whispers after becoming a judge.

But this is impossible, the Inquisitor is a dirty profession, and every Inquisitor will take the lives of some heretics with their own hands, cut off their heads, and send those heretic relatives to the execution table and burn them to the crumbs.

It is difficult for any normal person to maintain their inner peace after going through all this, and they will be affected by a lot of negative emotions.

And it is these negative emotions that give those whispers a chance to take advantage of them......

"Dinisha! Look at me! ”

Cheryl gently cupped the nun's cheek, and there was not a trace of impurity visible in Denissa's blue pupils, like a newborn baby.

"The church does not represent the god you believe in, the church is only a servant of the God of Light, you have no reason to blame yourself for betraying the servant of God, and the gods will not condemn you." Cheryl said.

"But ......"

Denisha did hear a number of uncomfortable voices in her ears, and while they faded as she played some of the games on the caster's forum, she heard those irrational whispers again as she slept today.

"Don't talk."

Cheryl gently covered Denissa's mouth, and she turned her head to look out the window, where the owl standing on the beam no longer cooed.

It was extremely quiet, and only the sound of the magic array protecting the mage tower could be faintly heard, but Cheryl felt it......

Heresy and heresy inquisitors are always attracted to each other.

Cheryl sensed that a powerful group of presiding judges had appeared in Nolan, near the church.

"Denisha listen to me, it's best not to go to church to pray these days."

Cheryl grabbed Denisha's hand and led her to Denisha's bedside.

The reason for Denisha's nightmare may also be that she sensed the presence of other Inquisitors, although she herself was not aware of it.

"If you're scared and have nightmares, there's no one named Nolan's Voice on the magic web... Broadcasting? ”

"Nolan's voice?"

Under Cheryl's guidance, Denisha turned on the Nolan Voice.

The distant and quiet singing voice reached Denisa's ears, instantly soothing the worries in Denisa's heart.

"This is the Holy Maiden... Not true..."

Denisha always felt that the familiar voice had been heard there, but the lullaby from the Frost Elves was outstanding, and after a few minutes of listening to it, Denisha began to gradually become sleepy.

Cheryl had been standing by the nun's bedside, and when she had fallen asleep completely, a personal letter popped up in Cheryl's web.

'Come to the Hearthstone Tavern—the one who carries the fire. ’

Ever since Cheryl and Joshua had secretly made some kind of shady agreement, Cheryl had known the Chaos Demon's username on the caster's forum.

In the middle of the night like this, the demon suddenly invited her to the Hearthstone Tavern?

Could it be that I finally got my eyes on the awakening of my hobby of liking young women... Wrong.

Cheryl prefers to believe that it is for the sake of those inquisitors who appear in the church.

Since she had betrayed the Church, the madmen of the Inquisition would never let her go, and Cheryl believed that if the Inquisitors were targeting Qiao Xiu, they would turn their attention to herself after they killed Qiao Xiu.

Cheryl confirmed that Denisha was asleep on the bed, and she gently stroked Denisa's forehead before standing up from the side of the bed.

From the day she betrayed the church, Cheryl knew that there was no way to avoid the church's hunt.

The Chaos Demon sent her to the Hearthstone Tavern this time, and he must have participated in the battle against the Inquisition as an assassin.

According to Cheryl's observations in the Hearthstone Tavern these days, although Qiao Xiu is a terrifying Chaos Demon, this Chaos Demon has no subordinates who can form combat power at all.

In the face of more than ten judges, and perhaps even two or three presiding judges, these dangers exist...... It was impossible for that Chaos Demon to defeat alone.

Even with Cheryl, she couldn't defeat it.

So Cheryl went to the Hearthstone Tavern this time with a determination to die, perhaps... Before she left, she wanted to apologize to the readers who followed the Diary of an Inquisitor in advance?

Anyway, she definitely won't be able to write a new chapter tonight, and after posting an apology on the caster forum, she began to look for weapons to arm herself with as much as she could in the mage tower.

In order to prepare for a death battle that is coming soon.