Chapter Thirty-Eight: So, She Was Wounded

Central City.

Three days have passed since that scuffle. On the surface, Central City remains as calm as ever.

The ruined shopping street has a new look, and it won't be long before it can be restored to its former prosperity.

The demons lurking in Central City have finally been killed by the Pope himself - the exciting news has long spread through the streets of Central City, but the details of the turmoil that night are still unknown.

There are rumors that in fact, all this is a conspiracy of the Holy See, that the demon lurking in Central City does not exist at all, it is completely a lie made up by the Holy See, and their purpose is to hide people's eyes and ears and secretly study the forbidden black magic.

Even if there is an accident and an explosion, it can be blamed on the heads of the demons as it is now, without exposing their evil schemes.

In fact, people's fears are not unfounded, and the rumors are not unfounded, although it is impossible for the Holy See to really study such a thing as black magic, which is spurned by all mankind, but after all, they have caused a large-scale upheaval, and it is natural that they will cause criticism.

Not only are the general public eager to know the truth, but the imperial side also needs a reasonable explanation for such a large-scale military action.

So, on the third day, after a complete aftermath, the Holy See finally released their official statement.

A demon fox broke into Central City, did evil in the shopping streets, destroyed houses, and slaughtered ordinary people. The Holy See received the news as soon as possible, and all the staff went out to kill the demon fox in one fell swoop before the defenders arrived.

During the battle, Lord Shera's miraculous magic completely suppressed the demon fox, and it was effortless to crush its bones...... Unfortunately, they were still half a step late.

Some witnesses said that they saw a man and a woman who were attacked by a demon fox at the scene, and the strange thing is that after the incident, they did not find and found no trace of the man and woman, and even the body could not be found.

The official theory is that the body of the demon fox was burned to ashes by the holy light, so nothing was left, as for the poor man and woman - the spear of holy light has no offensive power against humans, but has a healing effect, they cannot be burned to ashes by the righteous judgment, the only explanation is that they unfortunately died at the hands of the demon fox, and the corpse was also destroyed by the hateful demon fox.

This statement is not far from the truth, but unfortunately, it has a fatal weakness.

There is no proof of death!

The demon fox was burned to ashes, and the poor man and woman mysteriously disappeared, and no one was alive or dead.

Although this statement sounds very reasonable, it is actually meaningless and cannot be scrutinized. You say that if you die, you will die, and there is not even a corpse, who would believe it!

So, the rumors started again. There is no evidence to prove that the Holy See's claims are right, and likewise, there is no evidence to prove that the rumors are false! In this case, any outlandish inference of conspiracy theorists seems extraordinarily reasonable and credible.

Thankfully, Shera relied on her extraordinary influence to quell the rumors and put the populace at ease. After all, Shera is so holy that there is no reason to question a pope as white and immaculate as her.

At this point, the incident is over, and people are starting to focus on the next big thing that attracts more attention.

The knight tryout tournament is about to officially start.

At the same time, in order to ensure victory, a group of energetic students, led by another strange uncle, are undergoing a brutal devil training.

Hogg House, still noisy today......

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Everfree Forest, somewhere.

"I—I'm here to protect you!"

"Protection, Night?" Night looked at Edward suspiciously, waiting for him to continue.

"First...... Put...... Open...... Woo woo ......" next to him, a miserable moan sounded.

"You're so noisy. ”

"I ...... Wrong...... Finish...... Please......"

"Oh, really?"

Night squinted at poor Angelina, and with a slight movement of her fingers, she loosened the collar that was holding her neck.

"Uh......"

Seeing such a cold-blooded scene, Edward swallowed nervously again.

"Look, Angelina, she wants to kill us...... She's an enemy, isn't she?" said Edward with a smile.

"Oh, really?"

"I don't understand how she was able to change from a fox to a little girl, but you can't take it lightly, can you?"

"Oh......"

"So, I just found something to lock her in, and it's a good circle, right?"

"Yes, it works. ”

"Hmph, what are you guys talking about! Don't underestimate me, I'm here because I'm injured, and if my strength is still there, do you think you can trap me with this tattered collar......? Whining...... It's so uncomfortable...... I was wrong...... Woo......"

"Master, you continue. ”

Grabbing Angelina's throat, Night nodded and motioned for Edward to continue.

"Gollum...... Ah, that...... Ah, yes, yes, in the righteous trial, she was pierced through the body by the spear of holy light, and she was seriously injured, and I was not lightly injured. However, fortunately, I have the body of a demon king, and my recovery speed is much faster than hers, so I put this little play on her while she was asleep. Edward explained, dancing with his hands, afraid that the night would not believe his words.

"Oh, yes?" said the night.

"Hmm...... Hey, by the way, Sheila is really powerful, this kind of thing is terrible, if it is a little later, we will all be stabbed to death by the spear of holy light!" Edward said with a palpitation.

"Oh......"

"Even you were so badly injured that you slept for two days and two nights. Night, you ......"

As he spoke, Edward stopped suddenly.

It wasn't because of Angelina, who was suffocating again, or because of the cold eyes of the night, that he seemed to have discovered something strange.

He and Angelina were mortally wounded, and it was Night who saved them with space-time magic, allowing them to escape the righteous judgment.

Recalling what he had just said, he realized a very important problem......

"Wait...... Night, do you have something to hide from me?".

“...... Master, nothing is hidden from you at night. Ye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, expressionless denial.

"Really, then, Night, where's your dagger?" asked Edward, clueless.

"Here, master. Yecong took out her white moon, gently clamped it with two fingers, and shook it casually.

The metallic white moon fluttered up and down her fingertips, dancing.

"Night ......," Edward said.

"What?"

"Please use that dagger......"

"Huh?"

"Kill me......"

"Master, what did you say? ”

Not only the night, but poor Angelina, who was kneeling beside her and exhaling, stayed where she was.

Sure enough, this guy is a pervert, and he even took the initiative to ask others to kill him? What are you doing......

"Night, please kill me with that dagger. Edward repeated his words.

“......”

Perhaps frightened by Edward's strange request, the night kept his head down and remained silent.

"What's the matter? Don't you listen to my orders? Night, I order you, with that dagger, kill me!

"......" Night raised her head slightly, looked at Edward with regretful eyes, and then whispered, "Master, are you sure?"

"Ah, I'm sure. ”

"So...... Master, it's time to do it at night. ”

"Yes, come on. ”

"So, master, you're a masochist, aren't you?" said Yasa with a grimace.

"You have to take care of it...... Hurry up!"

Edward urges loudly, looking less like a pervert praying for death, but more like a detective in a hurry, willing to sacrifice everything to solve the mystery that haunts him.

Even if it's your own life.

Airplanes!

The blade of the white moon emitted a pleasant beep, and at the fingertips of the night, the dagger danced to its heart's content, as if it was reveling for the blood feast that followed.

Edward casually stood in front of Night, waiting for her attack.

Holding the dagger steadily, there was no trace of pity in the eyes of the night, and she waved the dagger mercilessly, aiming the blade of the white moon at Edward's heart.

Because, this is the master's order, and she must obey it.

"Perverted ......" Angelina couldn't bear to look directly, and quickly covered her eyes with her little hands, twisting her ass and keeping back.

She didn't want to be splattered by Edward's blood......

There was a snap!

Angelina was depressed...... Her movements were still a step slower, and if it was this distance, she would definitely be covered in blood.

But...... Strange, why isn't there a sound?

Angelina didn't hear the wail, nor did she feel the scorching blood splattering everywhere.

Could it be that Edward was deprived of his last wail by the sword of the night, and he would not die if he did not die...... Edward, what's in your head?

Angelina curiously removed her little hand, wanting to see how Edward's death had happened.

"Eh, you, you......"

Seeing this scene in front of her, Angelina was stunned.

There was no blood, and there was no need to wail, for Edward was not hurt at all.

"The host ......"

"Night ......"

They looked at each other speechlessly, just silently calling each other's names.

"You—You weren't killed by her? How could I—Am I dreaming?" Angelina pinched her face in disbelief.

The white moon is still in the hands of the night, but it can't move forward a bit...... Edward's wrist was firmly grasped, and the night's attack was easily blocked by Edward.

"Night, righteous judgment, has no effect on humanity, even if a human is hit by the spear of the Holy Light, it will not be pierced through the body, but will be healed by the Holy Light, right?"

"Master, you're right. ”

"So, why are you hurt?"

Touching the cold little hand of the night in distress, Edward's voice trembled.