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"Who is it?"

The voice that seemed to whisper in his ears startled Count Herman, and he couldn't help but raise his voice subconsciously, but his eyes turned around, but he didn't see anyone, everyone's eyes were focused on him at the moment, and it seemed that he didn't hear the voice at all.

This ghostly feeling made him feel a little unhappy in his heart, but at this time, at the far end of his sight, the figure of the woman who appeared at the entrance of the tent made a cruel smile appear on the corner of his mouth:

"According to the laws of the kingdom, whoever dares to harbor a criminal is guilty of the same crime as the criminal, right, Lord Pyrenees?, so I demand that this criminal, and those who dare to wound my men, be taken into custody, and that His Royal Highness be asked to rule and punish them with the punishment of wheel execution......!

He shouted at the old general, who had turned his horse's head to leave, but at that moment, the voice had interrupted him again.

"Comfort to the Heroes, if these people who haven't even been to City need to be tortured, then Lord Earl, do you want to put on a show of nailing yourself to the gallows, or are you going to entertain the public with a show of flesh and blood?"

This time, it was no longer just the whisper that Count Hermann heard, but the voice that spread to everyone's ears—turning their blank gaze to the side, the man who slowly paced out of the shadow of the tent.

"Don't come unharmed, Lord Earl Herman? After more than two months of farewell to Hayman City, I am really glad to see Your Excellency look even brighter than before. ”

"Who are you?" the Count glared at the black robe, which seemed to be the deepest shadow in the sunlight, giving the man who came on foot a strange oppressive force. He blinked, then remembered to ask.

"Don't you remember......?

The hood of the black robe was raised, revealing a pale jaw, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth was sharp and profound: "But it's no wonder, if it weren't for this kind of memory, how could you have forgotten how you destroyed the five-mangkaran-sarelan protective array of Hayman City in order to use teleportation to escape, and led the entire city to fall?"

"What nonsense!" the accusation contained in the gentle voice was so harsh that it was as if the temperature around him had plummeted, and it was so cold that ice slag had fallen in the air. "Who is it? the traitor's accomplice?" Herman's Adam's apple slid for a moment, and when he spoke again, he was already in a fierce voice!

"It's boring...... I said Meliane, your archery skills are good, but I must have told you what to do with those who dare to come to our territory and make trouble?" the man said unhurriedly, but turned his gaze to the elf who stood still with his bow in hand.

"Kill first and ask later, Your Excellency. It is true that I have not carried out your orders, Your Excellency, and I am willing to accept the punishment. ”

The calm voice once again made the atmosphere in the whole venue strange, and solemn, and everyone's faces couldn't help but show a look of surprise, mockery, and absurdity...... Kill first and then ask? Then how do you ask? Is this guy a madman?

"So you're the Viscount Vincent?, so daring, it's the first time I've seen someone so bold!"

Herman was stunned for a moment by the incredulous words, and then the earl's sneer became sharper: "He who slanders a nobleman of the kingdom, connives, and harbors criminals in the barracks...... You dare to appear here with a swagger, I really think ...... Wow!"

The second half of his righteous words were interrupted by a muffled snort, and the Earl's body fell back sharply, as if he had been hit head-on by an invisible sledgehammer! If it weren't for the two priests behind him reaching out to support him, such a posture of falling off his horse with the back of his head on the ground would have killed him at once!

"Fool ......"

The Pyrenees General who witnessed this qiē couldn't help but shake his head, and let out another soft sigh, for the head of the poor Count in front of him......

Has this out-and-out hillbilly been in his family for so long that he has forgotten the vast expanse of this world? Has he not realized at all that what is in front of him is no longer a figure he can command? Or is this idiot without eyes at all?

He didn't even notice that the young man in front of him was the black-robed mage who had destroyed a city wall under Gondor City?

Even if he didn't mention his teacher's cunzài, with the kind of power he had shown in front of Gangdo City a few days ago, what this little ghost said, even if it was fake, could be regarded as true! Neither His Royal Highness nor the Herman family could risk offending a strong man who was at least a high-level mage for the sake of an earl.

Of course, in fact, the fool couldn't recognize it, and it was understandable - after all, the eagle eye technique attached to the nobles who were watching the battle at that time was just something added by the mages of several countries, and the distance from the battlefield to the rear was five or six miles, and it was good to be able to see the outline of the black burqa clearly, and he was able to know the ins and outs of this matter because he controlled the situation in the real army, and this guy didn't have that kind of well-informed source.

That's right, this hillbilly nesting in the north is probably even less likely to have the opportunity to understand the terrible experience of the young man in front of him...... Those who took the time to hear from the mouths of a few people,

Of course, the old general only stopped his horses and squinted at them, not at all interested in stopping the farce before him--since the Viscount had already appeared, it was naturally not something he could stop from doing, so why bother to be embarrassed? What was wrong with making this idiot suffer a little? It was also a good thing to deter the other fools, and as long as he remained silent, and he didn't need to lift a finger of his own, why not?

Therefore, the low order was spreading in all directions, and all the soldiers were ordered not to act rashly, but to watch the drama in front of them quietly.

And at this time, the starring role of the play is

"I've never seen you, and I'm unlikely to have seen you in Hayman City, so don't think you're ...... with some magic."

The terrible, fleeting pain in his mind made Count Herman feel that his mind was blank, and he even wondered if his head had been split open by something! Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the reins of his horse and stared blankly at the black-robed figure, "I haven't seen you at all, who are you? Why are you talking nonsense here and confusing the public?"

Sling the bull...... Is it?

Who is this nonsense?

In undetected space, tiny psychic tentacles diffused through the air, piercing into the unsuspecting skull from all directions—lies meant nothing to a proper psychic manicer. As long as he wants, that Pandora's box full of electric charges has no secrets to speak of.

But Edward frowned as he noticed that what the guy said was true...... He's not performing anything, it's in his head, and there's really nothing to remember about himself. Even about the siege, his escape, his destruction, all missing—what remains seems to be a one-sided relationship with that party, but it has almost been worn out by time, and only a trace remains.

Good means.

The Psychic sneered.

No wonder this guy dared to appear in front of him, and he still insisted on what happened at that time, obviously these guys did things quite thoroughly...... In order to prevent that incident from being leaked, it seems that they have modified all the memories of this unlucky guy once and for all.

Psionic energy and magic, although there is a big difference in the way of invoking energy, but in the effect of appearance, there are many similarities, the ability to tamper with memory, is not unique to psionic energy, there is a similar ability in the spells of the enchantment system, so, if the clever enchanter modifies this guy's memory, then it is really simple to hide the low-level magic of detecting lies.

It's not a bad idea, at least for now, unless a high-level prophet of extraordinary ability can retrace the scene of that battle and reveal the results to more people, the truth may never be entangled.

So what to do?

Kill him?

No, in that case, things are going to be out of the way.

The Psychic Warlock looked at Herman with an indifferent expression, and the two priests behind him, and in a flash of thought, he spoke coldly:

"You can keep up your lies, Your Excellency Herman, but don't forget that the scene when you ran away at the beginning, the people you saw were like carp crossing the river, especially the apprentices of the Magic Academy who traveled with me, they all saw your heroic appearance at that time, how about it, do you want to find them to confront you?"

"You...... The people you have found may be your comrades? They are more likely to have been coerced by you...... His Majesty the King has already decided on that war, and no matter how much you stir your serpent-like tongue to quibble, you will not be able to change the outcome that has been revealed to the world!"

A priest whispered a few words of prayer and pressed a hand on Herman's shoulder, so that the latter also recovered some composure from his previous panic, and the middle-aged man took a deep breath and forced his composure, but the bulging veins under the blue-gray skin revealed the tension in his heart.

It's just that the young man wasn't interested in talking to him at all.

"Well, yes, you're confident, because that's how you do it...... In that war, the guys who witnessed you abandon the city and escaped, I think they may have been dealt with by you, right? As for those students of the Magic Academy, since you were able to make them unable to testify during the last trial, this time it was naturally easier. Most of them were the children of petty aristocrats and wealthy merchants, and no family would want to fall into this troubled water. ”

"But what if it's someone else, but Claudia herself? Oh, that's a bit of a problem, after all, even if your family is powerful, it is impossible to prevent the possibility of extracting her memories in a public trial, so when she appears, you naturally immediately move, and want to kill her as quickly as possible, isn't it? Anyway, in your calculations, once she is arrested, you can justifiably kill her, and no one will investigate the life and death of such a serious criminal afterwards. ”

"Whew...... Nonsense!"

The man's relaxed and slow voice, but it was like a red-hot knife, stabbed Count Hermann in the heart at once, in fact, when the other party said the first paragraph, he had already tried to refute, but a force restrained the voice from coming out of his throat - the Count opened his mouth wide, roared desperately, his face was blue and red, but there was not a sound!

In the eyes of most people, his movements seemed to be speechless—his face was flushed, and his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, but there was not a trace of sound, and now the count's countenance was the best portrayal of the poor words.

Especially the last one to shout.

But the poor Count felt that he was about to go mad, for his voice was once again gone, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the man in the black robe, and wanted to shout and roar and tell everyone not to believe his lies, but the voice could not leave his mouth, and he was not even able to shake the reins of his horse and try to rush out.

He froze as he watched as a hand stretched out from the man's long mage robes, and the long, powerful knuckles slowly opened, revealing one of the small metal creations!

"That's ...... No way, how can that be in your hands?"

The Count's gaze froze for a moment, of course he knew it, his family crest was etched into the metal the size of a fingernail, a lurking cheetah, linked to a broad coat of arms, the ring of the lord of the Herman family, representing his status as lord of the city.

And in the next moment, he understood the other party's intentions: "No, that's not ※...... It's a fake you've made, or else, it's ......."

"Fake?" the man smiled lightly: "The magic mark on this is genuine, with a special secret seal, do you think it can be imitated?"

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, we believe what you say. ”

At this time, one of the two priests who followed him could not help but speak, and it seemed that he had understood that this matter could not be explained clearly by relying only on this Earl's Excellency: "This seal ring alone cannot explain anything, Your Excellency Viscount, after all, the origin of this item is difficult to determine." ”

"That's right! The ring is mine, but it was lost the day the city was breached! It may have been taken by the Imperials! And that just proves that you may be a spy of the Imperials!"

Herman roared, as if he had regained some confidence from his allies, grinding his teeth like a beast, his eyes glaring fiercely, and his voice low and deep, "Young man, you can just talk nonsense. But you know in your heart that under the witness of His Majesty Ransendel, I can swear that everything I say is true and credible!"

"Detect lies? Hmph? That kind of little trick to fool an ignorant commoner or you can use it on a nobleman, but the effect will be greatly reduced. If you don't believe me, you two, can you give me another one to try?" the Psychic Warlock raised his gaze at the two Lansendel priests, hooking his fingers.

The two priests glanced at each other, and then, in the sound of prayer, the energy of divine magic outlined a colorless trace above his head, and Edward smiled slightly, and said aloud: "So, what shall I say? Oh, by the way, I swear in the name of His Majesty Ransender that his divine kingdom is in the six hundred and sixty-six layers of the bottomless abyss?"

Onlookers couldn't help but shout!

How can the god of the righteous and bright Dawn be in the bottomless abyss, the home of that notorious demon? This is not just a lie, it is simply a blasphemy!

However, all were exclaiming, for right before their eyes, the man who uttered such blasphemous words was smiling indifferently and mockingly, and the luster of the detection of lies above his head was the blue of the truth!

How is this possible?

Isn't the power of the gods absolute?

"So, let's get back to what we left off......"

"Of course, you're not smart enough, but you're not hopelessly stupid, at least you know that these bastards can't help a high-ranking knight, so when they make a fuss and the scene is messed up, your real dark chess will appear? Let's say, hidden in the tent over there, two Assassins with extraordinary skills? They are Arestotele, the believer of the evil god, right?"