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Lucky for Curt, he was recognized by Randall the Faceless. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) In the midst of still tense atmosphere, Curt and his party were disarmed and sent to the trial hall.

Obviously, all the evidence at the scene points to the severity of the matter. So Inquisitor Olga personally stepped in to interrogate Curt, and did not give Curt any chance to play tricks. Fretia and the others were also subjected to severe interrogation by the other inquisition mages, and every word they spit out was repeatedly confirmed by the detection spell. Finally, when the confessions were put together, Olga let out a long sigh.

"I almost thought you were overconfident and doing something stupid. ”

Olga took off her gold-rimmed glasses and wiped her eyes wearily in the morning light. He was glad that Curt had made a great contribution to the Thousand Laws City again, instead of stupidly colluding with foreign enemies in a vain attempt to commit the following crimes. Otherwise, Olga would have no choice but to fulfill her duty and selflessly destroy Curt. -- On the major issues of right and wrong, Olga never hesitated.

So Curt, who was escorted into the trial hall as a prisoner, stood tall and left under the bows of a large group of trial mages. What awaits him will be a huge reward, and I'm afraid even Ioham will have to think carefully about what to take as a prize.

If the plan of the Dark Sun Church succeeds, the city of a thousand laws will be in great crisis. This is no joke, and in order to show respect for Curt, Olga even listened to Curt's advice and suspended Edwin's punishment. For the stern Olga, this is a rare occurrence. As a result, the inquisitors realized how high Curt's status was in Olga's heart.

The other two captured Servants of the Sun must be tortured and tossed and turned in the dungeon worse than death. Eventually, they will be drained of their souls and tormented forever in the fires of Purgatory. Their corpses would hang outside the gates of the Thousand Laws City, for vultures to peck at. With a miserable attitude of gradual decay, warn other ill-intentioned people.

Curt activates the Flying Bracelet and casts a level 3 spell, Flying. This is just one of his many loot, and Olga has already returned all the magical items he has withheld to Curt. In the cold, clear morning breeze, Curt laughed loudly. His status will soar, and in the future, I am afraid that even the high-ranking mages will have to treat Curt politely.

A few minutes later, Curt landed on the Black Tower's out-of-tower platform. Joy filled his chest, and Curt almost couldn't wait to share it with Ani. But the moment he entered the tower, Curt realized that something was wrong. Horrific signs of destruction are scattered throughout the level, extending down the staircase.

In the chair where Curt usually sits, a black-robed mage as tall and thin as a bamboo pole was sitting quietly. The minotaur with horns almost reaching the ceiling stood on the edge of his chair, his right hand easily carrying a man-tall double-edged axe.

'Soul Suckers!'

Curt reflexively recalls the terrifying monsters he had encountered in the underground black market. That time, the Spirit Sucker almost killed Curt, but it was very strange to let Curt go. It once introduced itself as a self-exiled person named Naza. Now Nazha came uninvited, destroying the interior of the Black Tower. It also brought with it its servant, the minotaur who tricked Curt into trusting him and then delivered his spirit to Curt.

'Ani......'

Curt was in a trance for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the most important thing. Ani is the tower spirit of the Black Tower, guarding the entire Mage Tower. What did the Spirit Sucker sitting in the chair do to Ani? Curt didn't dare to think any further. In any case, in Curt's eyes, the situation has become a never-ending bloody battle.

Without any hesitation, Curt provoked the end of the battle. The new robe on his body burst with a rainbow light, enough to make anyone looking at him dizzy. This is a level four spell, an iridescent pattern. It allows mages to avoid being targeted, and even to confuse enemies who are not strong enough to do anything.

Naza tilted his head slightly, but didn't react. It stared at Curt with interest, waiting for Curt's next move. Compared to magic, psionic energy is more swift and direct. Psychic abilities don't require spells, spellcasting materials, or gestures. The psyker only needs to gather his spirit to be able to knock down the enemy with ease. As a top-notch psionic master, Nazha has plenty of room to spare.

Curt pulled out a whole necklace of fireballs and threw it at Naza. At the same time, the ring on his left hand shimmered, giving Curt a spell to resist the flames. Nazha glanced at the fireball necklace and lifted her tentacles from her hood with a gentle finger. The fireball necklace exploded into flames the size of a human head, and all its power was compressed within a radius of ten centimeters by the psionic energy.

The sight made Curt shudder, and he realized that Naza was playing with himself. So Curt tore his brain apart and squeezed out all the potential. A lightning-like silver light burst out of his eyes, turning into a level 3 psychic ability, leaping in time. Curt was going to send Naza and the Minotaur to the future in a dozen seconds, and make full arrangements to deal with them.

Nothing happened, except for the playful look at Curt. From the Minotaur's changed posture, Curt suddenly realized that his psychic ability had been bounced back, and it was himself who disappeared from reality for more than ten seconds. Now Curt is exhausted, but he has no intention of retreating. Ke quickly pulled out a scroll, on which was recorded the level six strong ** technique.

"Enough. ”

Naza spoke for the first time, and his voice was surprisingly gentle. At the same time, Curt flew backwards suddenly, pressed against the wall by the unbreakable psychic power. Under Curt's gaze, Nazha slowly rose from his chair. It folded its hands and said in an indifferent tone:

"Lady Ani, should you say something? I think Curt seems to have misunderstood something, and it wasn't my intention to do something with him. ”

"I'm sorry, Curt, I'm fine. I'm glad you're worried about me so much...... Well, I'm fine, Curt. ”

Ani's figure appeared out of thin air, her fingers clenched, her cheeks flushed. Naza saluted Ani respectfully, and then disarmed the psychic ability. It turned its head and said to Curt, who had slid down the wall:

"It's not easy to break into your home, and in fact, Lady Ani almost killed me. It took me a long time to convince her, but luckily she knew about the image I gave you. ”

Curt slackened. The moment I saw Ani, tiredness welled up like a tidal wave. With Ani's help, Curt walked over to the chair and sat down. He laboriously massaged the corners of his forehead with his fingers, and at the same time remained vigilant and said:

"Mr. Naza, may I ask you what is the matter? You said that you 'broke into' my house, and our friendship does not seem to be so good. ”

"I have been entrusted to be your spiritual mentor. Don't be surprised, I've found the man who summoned me to the City of a Thousand Laws. He has a very close relationship with you, and I made a deal with him. ”

Naza's slow answer made Curt's eyes widen and wider. Later, Nazha raised a tentacle and swung it towards Curt, and said very sincerely:

"I'm not lying, Curt. We're all psionics, and there's nothing to fool around. To be honest, after meeting Ms. Ani, I felt like I didn't deserve to take that job. With her by your side, my value is much lower. Of course, a transaction is a transaction, and a contract is respectable. So I'm going to stay here and help you expand the power of your mind. ”

Curt's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he couldn't think of anyone who could force the Spirit-Sucker to be his teacher. But Naza clearly didn't have to lie, otherwise it would have been able to intercept Curt in the sewers, pry open Curt's skull with its tentacles, and suck out the brains inside.

"I will live on the top floor and try not to disturb your daily life. ”

When Curt first felt that his IQ was not enough, Nazha unbuttoned his hood, revealing the top of his bare head and smooth facial features. It raised its hand and sorted out the six tentacles that fell down, and then raised one tentacle and pointed at the minotaur, and introduced it very kindly:

"Trample maniac, Bredo, my squire and guard. It eats a lot and needs to trouble you to prepare food. As for myself...... Hehe, every month, I need a fresh, intelligent brain. If you have a way to prepare it for me, it would be great. If it doesn't work, I can figure it out myself. ”

With that, Nazha lifted two tentacles and snapped a whisker. It vanished with Bredor in the light of teleportation, heading to the ninth floor. Curt, whose bedroom had been occupied, shook his head and let out a deep breath. He shook his head, looked at Ani, who held his hands in front of him, and said:

"Ani, are you really that good enough to defeat a spirit-sucking monster?"

"Eaters of Souls, to be exact. The Eater of Souls is a variant of the Psionic Monster, an elite that only appears in one out of a thousand Soulsuckers. Even though the Black Tower was my home turf, it took me a lot of effort to keep it at bay and not let it run away. ”

"Oh......"

Curt rolled his eyes, feeling speechless. He always thought that he had taken in Ani and given the homeless Ani a place to live. But in fact, it seems that Ani is showing favor to Curt and placing Curt under her protection. This hurts Curt's self-esteem and makes him feel like a complete fool. Fortunately, Ani quietly took a few steps and grabbed Curt's neck from behind. She put her lips to Curt's ear and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Curt. You've never explored what I mean, and that's what I like most about you. And we're friends, isn't it a matter of course to protect our friends? I'm happy to be with you, huh...... That's what happiness should feel like, right?"

"Oh......"

Curt raised his hand, twisting the long jewel-colored length that hung down in front of him. Strange feelings welled up in his heart, and then Ani asked as if she had saved something:

"By the way, can friends mate with each other?"

Curt almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he felt that he would never doubt Ani again.