The roars and screams of the Badz devils were like a gust of wind, making people unsteady on their feet. The abrupt turn at the end of the trial became the best talking point for onlookers, and each Barthez was loudly expressing his opinion to his companions. Some of the devils of Bugne, who are inclined to the eloquent duke, have begun to express their admiration and support loudly, while others seem to speak of the unfortunate scapegoats of humans. Muhadi could not distinguish the words they used, but by their tone alone, they knew they were not benevolent.

The loud laughter of Duke Burgne's own was the harshest of all Barthez, and it was as terrible as a fingernail glancing through glass. He shook his head after laughing enough, and turned to leave. The folded wings were draped behind him like a soft cloak.

Many ill-intentioned eyes were cast naked on the Psychic Warlock and his companions, like beasts ready to choose men to devour. The tall Barthez demons watched in a circle, blocking out the already dim light. The heat of their bodies caused the temperature around them to rise, and the sulfurous smell of devil's sweat was suffocating.

"I protest!" came an angry roar from outside the crowd of onlookers. "I protest! This can't end like this!"

Duke Forkas seems unwilling to accept his defeat and still tries to resist. "I protest solemnly! I still have something to say! Bugne, he is a despicable and shameless traitor! It is a foolish mistake to release him!"

"I don't think you'll have a chance to speak! Phocas!" Booney turned around and yelled at his old rival as he turned sideways. This neck-twisting motion made the muscles in its shoulders bulge one by one, making it look extremely strong. "I am afraid that this court has forgotten an important fact, which I am compelled to point out here. Just now, my ignorant and arrogant colleague Forkas accused me of being the culprit of a horrific coup plot. And in fact, I'm just an innocent victim, a pawn who does what I do......"

Barthez burst into laughter, no one really thought of Duke Eloquence as a pawn of the Psychman, which sounded more like some kind of harsh sarcasm.

The eloquent Duke smiled fiercely in the laughter, not at all pawn-like, his voice was steady and penetrating. "I have reasonable reason to suspect ...... In fact, Phocas already knew that I had become a pawn, after all, when I was hung from the wall, he had a lot of time to study and investigate. But he still accuses me of being the mastermind of a conspiracy, and I don't know what you think of it, and I think it's a false accusation! As punishment, this court should sentence the self-proclaimed Duke of Clever Words to Phocas!"

"Protest! absurdity! defilement of order!" said Phocas, shouting quickly as he calmly pondered what to do. What should I do?!, he thought, Bunie, the inferior fellow, had the upper hand, and that he had to find a strong conspirator to turn the situation around. Who else could Buigne not be able to bribe a judge who was ostensibly loyal to him, but who he considered to be a confidant? Who else could not be an accomplice to Duke Eloquent?

"Protest!" someone shouted in a human voice. "I ask for an appeal!"

The Barthez burst into another burst of laughter, "The devil doesn't appeal, the main material plane is stupid! Our court says the same!" the devil shouted disdainfully.

It was the Psychic Warlock!Phocas suddenly realized that the Master Matter Plane Beggy was certainly not an accomplice to Bunie, so why didn't he join forces with him?

"Jailer, arrest this human!" a judge shouted. Two tall bone demons immediately walked towards the Psychic Warlock to capture him. Aisha closed her eyes and focused, as if ready to unleash a powerful ability. Surprisingly, the Devil Mage hired by the Psychic Warlock did not take the opportunity to escape, but put on an attitude of being ready for battle.

"Wait!" said Phokas, his eyebrows slanted as he swept toward Muhadi. Duke Qiaoyan was not as tall and strong as Duke Bouñe, but his movements were calm and graceful, his steps were easy and agile, the smile on his face was sinister and sarcastic, and his previous gaffes seemed to have been swept away. The devils were forced to stop him, and Bunie let out a shameful laugh, undoubtedly mocking the Duke of Qiaoyan's indiscretion.

"This man can't leave the field yet!" said Phorcus as he pressed the Psychic Warlock's shoulder and turned to face the nine Judges. "Boigne's accusation that I had chosen to make a false accusation with prior knowledge is good, and I will take the accusation. And I ask this human to be present as a witness next!"

Muhati gave the Duke of Hell Purgatory a strange look, and the demons around him were in an uproar of excitement, they knew that another good show was about to be staged. Duke Augne's brow furrowed, no one knew what was going on in his head, but the smile on his face grew deeper and deeper, as if carved out of a knife.

"Listen, human. Phocas lowered his voice, lowered his head and leaned into Muhadi's ear. "The two of us are annoyed now, you already know about Bouñe's treachery and betrayal, and he wants you to suffer all kinds of inhuman punishments...... So I'll cut a long story short at this moment: do you want to be a hammer or a felt, do you want to turn the tables or kill you?"

"Interesting, I was just about to propose the same advice to you. Muhati said to Duke Qiaoyan. "I can't say that I didn't expect the Duke of Eloquence to find a way to get revenge on me, but I really didn't expect his revenge to come so quickly. This has given me the necessary hesitation to work with Barthez, and if you want us to join forces, I need a guarantee. ”

"Are you asking me for a condition?" said Duke Qiaoyan with a look of disbelief and anxiety amid the cacophony of the Barthez. "Look around you, human! You are surrounded by a sea of dangers, like a lonely boat, I am your only hope, the last chance for redemption, hurry up and grant my honest request, maybe we will have time to redeem it before it is too late!"

"If I hastily promise you, then you may have time to redeem it, not me. The Psychic Warlock shook his head firmly. "I want you to swear that you have no ill will towards me, that you have no intention of using me to get yourself out of it, that you will not seek revenge afterwards, that these intentions are real, and that they will not change in the future. What you do next must serve the purpose of getting us both away from punishment. ”

The anxious look on Phocas's face immediately faded, revealing his treacherous and gloomy face. "It's a long oath, and I can see you're careful. ”

"I had to. ”

Duke Qiaoyan's eyes rolled, "Yes, but you must also make the same promise at the same time, so that I can believe you." ”

"No problem. The Psychic replied.

Phukas then recited the oath in the name of the River Styx, while Muhadi used the name of the first cause.

"Listen now, to turn the tables in this situation, you have to use special court techniques. Fokas's voice was so low that only Muhadi could hear it. Perhaps the Devil Duke used some kind of spell to make his words very soft, but they could be heard clearly in the noisy background sounds. The psychic mancer estimated that the spell also had the ability to prevent others from prying eyes, and even the movement of Duke Barthez's lips became blurred, preventing anyone from lip reading.

"I'll use a spell to secretly send you instructions in a moment, and you can do it. These instructions may seem odd, but don't doubt it, I've sworn by it. I won't frame you in secret. "The Duke of Qiaoyan swore a promise.

"Muhadi, we cannot trust this devil to keep his word. Beside the Psychmancer, Aisha warned with a teleportation. "Maybe we should find a way to get out of here, Kailin has been released, and the Barthez won't embarrass her, at least for the time being. We can hide and then join her!"

"Escaping and hiding from the devil's city is no more dangerous than cooperating with Duke Qiaoyan. Muhadi squeezed the female psychomancer's hand, signaling her to reassure. "And I've got a hand, maybe it can come in handy at this point. ”

"Be extra careful. Aisha said with concern, "If the situation is unfavorable...... I'll show that I'm going to cause chaos, and then we can get out of here. ”

"I'm going to be as careful as possible not to let us fall into a situation where we have to flee by force. The Psychic assures.

The nine magistrates had already reached an agreement at this time, although only four of the nine were on the side of Duke Qiaoyan, but the remaining five were not all bought by Duke Bouñe. In the spirit of not being afraid of big things, they agreed to participate in the next trial as a witness for the psychioccal Muhadi.

"The case of the false accusation of Duke Bunne v. Duke of Eloquence v. Duke of Eloquence begins now!" the inquisitors proclaimed. In the chaos just now, some of the onlookers of Barthez Devil quietly left, and now when they returned, they brought a lot of companions. More than twice as many people watched the trial. Some of them frowned, and had long whips and axes pinned to their waists. Others had gloomy and grim expressions, and they had a strange scent of various spell materials mixed together. Some of the plane merchants and adventurers who had come to Batow joined in the fun, and the pot-bellied caravan leaders chatted with each other, shaking their heads and smiling. Dressed and troublemakers, adventurers wait for the show to play with their hands on their chests, and let their diminutive demons run past them.

Without saying a word, the two bone demons stepped forward and guided the psychic warlock from the crowd to the bottom of the sunken theater to where the witnesses should be.

During the entire trial just now, there was one man who was at the center of the maelstrom, but he never said a word. When Duke Eloquence and Duke Clever Tongue clashed with each other, everyone's focus was on the intrigue between the two Barthez nobles, but no one noticed her.

After being brought to the area where the Witness was, Muhadi was able to observe the captured Otherworldly Priest from a closer angle. Kailin's injuries were more severe when viewed from close up than from a distance, and there were many small wounds under her tattered and unclothed garment. Creatures belonging to the upper planes are endemic to bright bloodstains, which are unsightly. Two tear streaks slipped down her resolute but bright face.

"Praise your qualities, human. The priest Kaylin raised her tear-stained face, stared at Muhadi with her wounded eyes, and said with difficulty. "I wasn't expecting to meet a friendly soul in Bato's Nine Prisons, but you showed up. You have all my gratitude, and my promise—I have heard how the nobleman of Barthez, who calls himself Boone, has framed you, and I will not leave you alone in such a dangerous place, even if they do not want to punish me. I'm weak, but I can fight, and maybe I can help you escape. ”

"Your gratitude is what I can hope for. The Psychic Warlock put one hand on the otherworldly priest's shoulder and leaned into Kailin's ear. "But if possible, I would also like you to free me from an obligation. ”

The Psychic Warlock lowered his voice, "Maybe you don't remember, but you did me a favor not long ago at the cost of asking me to do something for you later. I hope you can free me from this commitment. ”

"I remember meeting you in that undead fortress not long ago, but I really don't remember any requests for you to do something for me. Because of the injury, Karin's voice was shaky. "But I'm willing to meet your request, and I free you from the promise you made to me. ”

Very well, the Psychic Warlock thought to satisfaction, and then said to the Otherworldly Priest. "If your memory is correct, you left the Seven Heavens Mountain a long time ago and led your followers to preach the truth of your faith, don't you? You want everyone to know that magic doesn't need to be given by believing in a specific god. Even abstract ideas are fine. You oppose the gods of the Heavenly Mountain to tolerate the walls of the unbelievers because you believe that people should choose their faith out of their own volition, not out of fear. Even if it would greatly weaken the power of Heavenly Mountain. That's why you've been banished by other gods, and even your own gods have turned their backs on you, haven't you?"

"What you know about me amazes me, human. There was a hint of understanding on Kaylin's face. "I didn't abandon my beliefs, I just became convinced that forcing people with fear is not a good thing to do. It is useless to conceal the truth, and those who can be destroyed by the truth should be destroyed by the truth. ”

Muhati nodded, this was the most important reason why he was willing to risk his life to save Kailin. Afraid that the Otherworldly Divine Servant would not be able to stand the torture, confessing that the purpose of his adventure to Bato was only a secondary reason, this is the real reason.

When the Athas conquered the planet Mistara, and many other worlds. They will inevitably encounter new species, new societies, new civilizations, and new beliefs. And this new knowledge will inevitably impact the original cognition of the Atas people. It will not be long before the believers wonder why the clergy of another world can obtain divine magic by believing in their pagan idols, why does the first cause never communicate directly with the believer, never directly respond to prayers, and never give divine magic to its pious servants?

This confusion would shake the core of the entire First Cause belief system, destroying the one that the Psychic Sorcerer, as well as countless other psychic sorcerers, had single-handedly built. This must not be allowed, because Muhadi has a heavy arrangement for it, and some things must be handled with the help of this new force.

The secrets known to the Divine Servant Karin, if used properly, will in turn become the most powerful weapon of the First Cause of Faith. When the clergy of those other worlds suddenly appeared, the pagan idols they believed in were not the source of divine magic, and could only be regarded as an intermediary at most. A crisis of faith will erupt, and many will collapse without a fight.

"I just heard that the devilish nobleman named Phocas claimed that you were a witness. Listen to me, human ......" though very weak, Kaylin managed to speak out against the psychic mancer. “...... There's no good going to be a deal with Barthez, and with his sharp teeth, he might be able to get you out of jail by winning this trial, but the price will be terrible. More likely, he doesn't intend to help you at all. In the end, you will only show up, and his so-called defense will only serve his own benefit, and you are just another victim of him. ”

"Luckily, I don't exactly expect Phocas's clever tongue to help me out of this situation. The Psychic said to the Otherworldly Priest. "I knew from the beginning that the devils couldn't be trusted, so I thought of a backup plan, and I met with you first......"

“...... Then, what you have revealed, the secret of faith and divine art, is the key to our exoneration. ”

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"I'm sorry. The Assassin leaned over and whispered in the mage's ear.

"Wait, I'm going to hire you to kill someone!" said the Coral Witch at the last moment before the blade slice her throat, to the sudden appearance of the Face Dancer Assassin.

The words worked, and the blade resting on the neck paused. "And who is that?" the Face Dancer Assassin asked, his voice soft, yet tinged with an unspeakable sense of danger.

"Your current employer. Satili then said.

"Sorry, this is not within our service. The Assassin refused, then looked surprised. The look froze on the Assassin's face, falling from his neck along with the skull. Blood splattered from the face dancer's wounds and splattered onto Sadiri's skin like a few plums on the white snow.

Succeeded, Coral Witch said to herself in her heart. What she said just now was just a tool for her to buy time, and the time she bought was just enough for her to complete her arrangement.

In previous attempts, all the spells she tried to cast would inexplicably fail at the last minute, turning into a chaotic out-of-control magical energy. The Coral Witch speculated that the instantaneous casting technique that might not require chanting, gestures, or casting materials might have avoided this strange phenomenon.

She guessed correctly, but the difficulty of casting spells in an instant was high. Of all the spells she had at her disposal, there were only a handful of them that she could cast in an instant, without even blinking her eyes, without warning. Outsiders may be standing right in front of her, unaware that she has just cast a spell, and they can't even feel the fluctuations of the life force extraction peculiar to the magic of Atas.

These spells are very simple spells, otherwise the Coral Witch would not have been able to do this perfect instant. They can't summon flames and lightning, nor can they summon otherworldly minions to strike at the enemies in front of them. But one of the spells just happened to allow Satili to make an item about a cubic millimeter.

As she spoke, she created a long, thin thread, only nanometer thick, that was impossible for the naked eye to detect. Then, with the susceptibility of the simplest and most basic spell mage, the Coral Witch used this thin thread to sever the neck of the Face Dancer Assassin almost unhindered, leaving a perfect facet.

Even two simple spells seem to consume a hundred times more energy and life force than usual. Sadiri fell to her knees, gasping for breath, not immediately noticing the oddities around her.

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