If what is said is consistent with the information fed back by the 'detection mind', then it is almost certain that what the other person is saying is true, and if there is a huge difference between what is said and the information returned, then what the other person says is naturally false.

Thinking so, Kyrlius immediately connected to Bellamy's 'secondary psychic connection' again, and after telling him what had happened, he asked him to pass on the information to the Count. Kylelius was not afraid of Bellamy's betrayal of him, and then secretly passed the news to the Red Robe or the Shadows.

Not to mention whether he had a channel to convey the message, the 'corrupt cyst' that Kylelius planted on him and the oath he made in the church were enough to keep him from doing anything wrong.

Besides, Bellamy's loyalty was infallible and guaranteed for Kyleus, either, and Bellamy's loyalty was infallible and secure. The weirdness of magic and the power of the true gods are the best guarantees to prevent betrayal from happening.

And almost the same method, Kellius had just used it on Lucy. The magic that Kylelius used just now after taking off Lucy's mask was the 'Corrupt Cyst' of the second ring of the Necromantic faction.

As the name suggests, a 'putrid cyst' is a technique in which a 'putrid cyst' is implanted into the recipient's body through necromancy. The putrefactive cyst itself has no effect on the surgeon and does not have any negative or positive effects on the recipient.

However, the Corrupt Cyst is a necessary prerequisite for the success of several other magic spells of the Necromantic faction, which means that the Corrupt Cyst is actually a magical product that acts as a magic medium.

Lucy naturally knew that Callius had just cast a magic trick on herself. Although her body did not produce any abnormalities after that, she was very sure that Kyrlius had done something to her body.

In Lucy's opinion, who was not very clever but was wise, Caellius would not tell him what kind of magic was being cast. In her opinion, it was undoubtedly foolish to expose her attack to the enemy, and if the two had taken opposite positions, she thought that she would not have given such important information to the enemy.

So the girl, who was now in danger of being killed at any time, did not risk angering the priest to make an inquiry. But her slightly trembling body with an uneasy face, and the corner of her eyes that glanced at Kyleus's big hand from time to time, still made Kylelius understand the question in her heart.

After all, his 'Detect Thoughts' magic hadn't stopped working at this time.

"Your name is Lucy, aren't you?" asked Kylelius with a smile as he looked at the girl in front of him.

"Yes. Your Excellency the Bishop, My name is Lucy Pell . Lucy bent slightly, unscrupulous because of the movement of his hands just now, and now his clothes were very messy and half-open, revealing two masses of snow-white tender flesh in front of Keleus's eyes.

"Don't be so nervous. Dear Lucy. Kylelius chuckled.

"Look at the look on your face. Don't you really want to know what kind of magic I just performed on you?" said Kylelius, looking at Lucy, who was speechless.

Lucy still maintained a seductive posture of bending and bowing. There was no intention of answering. However, Kyleus, who had been watching her, noticed that her body trembled instantaneously when she heard the word magic, and it was clear that she was very concerned about it.

And rightfully so. After all, this is a major event that may affect one's life at any time, and no normal person will not care. Even a good warrior who sees death as if he were at home will not be willing to die worthlessly. No matter how much you don't want to die, you won't kill yourself.

Those who don't care about their lives are either crazy or stupid.

And Lucy is clearly not either of the two.

However, even Lucy, who cherishes life very much in her heart, has no exit to ask Kylelius now. Not because she didn't care, but because she trusted the priest to answer her questions. If Kyrlius didn't want to say it, he wouldn't have said it like that.

I don't know if Lucy's prediction was too accurate, or because Kyrlius's 'detective thoughts' detected Lucy's thoughts and found out in conscience. Anyway, Kylelius spoke in Lucy's expectant look.

"What I just performed on you is a 'putrefactive cyst', don't worry, there will be no danger or side effects. Kylelius smiled and told the truth, half true and half false.

And Lucy had obviously heard of this magic, and the moment she heard the name of the magic, her face turned a little pale. In this regard, because of the training and courses taught at the 'masquerade', she is well aware of the role of the 'putrefaction cyst'.

'There are no dangers or side effects?' is not up to you to decide whether the danger is or not after I have fallen for this magic?" Lucy thought resentfully, biting her lip to show how serious the resentment was in her heart.

Yes, Lucy's idea was not wrong.

Although the 'putrefaction cyst' itself is not harmful, each of the series of magic spells based on this magic is a powerful magic, and there are even techniques that control the recipient through this cyst.

At the same time, the recipient who was planted with a 'putrefaction cyst' could not remove the parasitic cyst in the body, no matter how high the mana power became. And the lethality of the same series of magic will also reduce the resistance to magic to a certain extent.

Its shortcomings are naturally not without them.

First, since this 'Corrupt Cyst' is only a second-ring magic, it is not very useful for melee professionals above the middle rank.

Second, this magic spell is not impossible to be lifted and suppressed by people other than the caster, the 'sac excision' of the seventh ring of the necromantic faction can completely remove the harm of the rot sac, and the 'sac suppression' of the fifth ring can suppress the effect of all subsequent magic spells of the rot sac series.

"Don't worry too much, as long as you do things for me, I won't treat you badly, and I can't bear to let a beauty like you become a rotten and dilapidated pile of pus. Kylelius smiled and said soothing words, gentle words that were comforting.

But these words sounded completely threatening to Lucy now. Under this almost blatant threat, Lucy gave in without any suspense.

Death, in fact, is not terrible, but turning into a pile of rotting corpses that smell of decay, like a malignant abscess, is a way for all women to accept death.

Although she is also a brutally trained 'mask', she is just a seventeen-year-old girl. (To be continued......)