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Then the priestess of the Resurrection Church opened her mouth in horror again, a look of despair on her face.
"Ah..."
She saw that Shadow World had updated a message -
[The traitor Adelis is dead. The Blood Lord Count Palocas will arrive at the border of the Horning Empire in about six hours. The coordinates are Lichtens Castle.]
Suddenly.
"Do you know what you have done?! She is the Saint of Destruction!!"
The priestess roared at the top of her lungs.
"Now, let's all die together!!!"
Originally, she still had something to rely on. According to the mechanism of the shadow world, once the traitor was killed, the vampire Count would be attracted. At least she was sure that she could return to the world alive.
But now, with the arrival of the Blood Count, an indiscriminate killing will begin!
Because of the mission objectives and story background of these two vampire relatives, they are ambitious people who want to rebel against the blood master!
And at the same time.
Not far from the priestess.
The last glimmer of light in the eyes of the bound noble mage girl seemed to disappear, until she was filled with despair and a little relief.
"The blood race... is this ultimately an inescapable nightmare..."
The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, as if she had accepted an irresistible fate, yet hated it immensely.
……
The mood of everyone else in the church also turned completely cold at this moment. Even the most powerful executioner sat down on the ground helplessly.
For a moment, their mood was like riding a roller coaster.
I just figured out why Lanqi was so calm before - it turned out that he had already expected that the detective was actually lurking in the jungle.
But before I could feel happy, I was struck by lightning!
The good news is that the Saint of Destruction has been dealt with.
The bad news is that they're all going to die tonight.
These two guys are really cruel. They treat the Saint of Destruction like a monkey. In the end, even if the crazy Saint of Destruction cannot defeat the detective who is ambushing her, she will choose to commit suicide and drag everyone to be buried with her.
It’s no surprise that we lost now.
It’s just that I had a lot of hope before, but now I feel a little lost.
As the last hope was shattered, the team was filled with a depressed atmosphere.
"That's fine."
"I've tried my best."
"Whether I win or lose, I have no regrets."
"Anyway, no one is afraid of death when facing the Resurrectionists."
The temple suddenly fell silent, the weapons finally tired.
The sad sunset seemed to foreshadow their lives, burning through their pupils and then falling heavily.
The encouragements from each other seemed like a final farewell, and it was worthy of the day's efforts. They all felt a sense of relief that they were ready to die heroically.
Faced with the arrival of the Seventh Rank Earl tonight and five full nights of time, they really could not think of any way to win.
This time it really ends here.
……
……
Wait, what's Lanqi's expression?
Perhaps it was a habit, the challengers in the temple couldn't help but look at Lanqi.
He was still sipping from the wine glass so calmly!
"Why are you looking at me? Eat first."
Lanci looked at everyone in confusion and just pointed at the long banquet table, as if he had been waiting for everyone to eat together for a long time.
The title of this shadow world is "Sanctuary Dinner".
It's obviously a movie world with tourism and catering themes. What are you doing here if you're not eating?
"Is there any other way..."
Everyone looked in the same direction in surprise.
The setting sun shone obliquely onto Lanqi through the floor-to-ceiling windows several meters high. His figure sitting leisurely on the sofa seemed more dazzling than the sun itself.
"There are still six hours left. Wouldn't it be easy to hunt down a count?"
Lanqi grinned and showed a confident smile again.
It's as if he had the same confidence as when he was in charge of thunder and lightning in the Purgatory Corridor Academy!
……
At this moment in Ikerit Academy, at the Jera Memorial Square, the expressions of all the students were the same as those of the challengers in the picture.
Unbelievable yet unbelievable.
A seventh-rank vampire earl.
There are still five full nights left.
Even if all of them combined could fight against the top-level Sixth-Rank Saint of Destruction, the Seventh-Rank Earl was definitely not a terrifying creature that their mere human bodies could withstand!
The higher the level, the greater the difference in strength between each level.
"It is said that Lanqi's epic masterpiece on the registered card maker exam... is a little sun..."
"It's just a fake sun, and it doesn't have the power of the sun!"
[Glorious Virtue]'s ability to seal sight makes it a relatively general and practical card, but considering that it does not distinguish between friend and foe and has a high mana consumption, it is still too weak as an orange epic.
“I don’t dare to look at it anymore.”
The atmosphere in the square has changed from the previous noisy atmosphere to deathly silence.
Many students began to leave the Jera Memorial Plaza as if they could not bear to see this depressing and desperate scene.
It seemed like a tragedy that was destined to happen in six hours.
The atmosphere in the teachers' meeting room must be extremely heavy at this moment.
Because Ikerit College is about to lose its three best freshmen tonight.
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Chapter 145 Da Ai Teacher's Priest Vocational Skills Training
The second floor of Lichtens Castle.
When night falls, the corridor seems to be merged into the darkness, and the only light comes from a row of ancient chandeliers hanging in the middle of the corridor.
Outside the windows on both sides of the corridor, which were filled with dim fog, the trees of the castle and the cliffs in the distance seemed to have disappeared.
Now, the young master of the Chamber of Commerce of the Kingdom of Canbella, his brother and sister guards, and the returning Frey are preparing to entertain the Earl on the first floor.
Before the arrival of Count Palocas of the Blood Clan, the others also had important matters to attend to.
That is to convert the captured priestess of the Church of Resurrection and obtain complete information about this shadow world from her.
Lanqi said that he was not good at interrogation. He had always been soft-hearted and could not bear to see others suffer.
Although the three clergymen have been fighting against cultists for many years, they have never carried out interrogations.
Generally speaking, it is difficult enough to defeat these strange and unpredictable cultists, let alone capture them alive.
Even if they were caught, these clergymen were not allowed to try cultists privately, because there were cases where they had too deep communications with cultists and ended up corrupting themselves without realizing it.
However, with the professional legal guidance provided by the lawyer, the Resurrectionists were caught in the movie world. As long as their own safety was guaranteed, they could conduct any trial on the cultists at will!
Therefore, in order to improve the professional skills of the three clergymen, Lanci also invited an expert to guide them.
……
Outside bedroom 202 where the captured priestess of the Church of Resurrection is being held.
"Mr. Executioner, you are in charge of the torture. Mr. Priest, you are in charge of the treatment. Mr. Paladin, you are in charge of the confession. Don't ask anything. Just shut her up and practice your skills on her for an hour. No matter what she says, don't stop torturing her. I will come and ask her in person later."
A young girl in the corridor had a clear and bright voice. Her gray hair shone in the dim light, like the brightest star in the night sky.
The poet of great love stands in the center of the corridor, with a historic mural behind him, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.
"Why do you torture me like this?"
The three clergymen couldn't help but ask in confusion and distress.
If you torture someone without asking any questions, isn't that pure torture?
Although the Great Love Poet is a demon summon, since he is a training teacher assigned by Mr. Lawyer, he must be an expert.
Even if the Great Love Poet is not a summoned creature but a real demon, the clergy of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny will treat her equally. After all, there have been demon priests in history.
"Don't underestimate the elite members of the Resurrection Church. She must have received professional anti-interrogation training. To deal with prisoners like this, the interrogation usually takes a long or short process before the prisoners are willing to confess."
The poet sighed, sat on the windowsill, and began to explain to the three clergymen. She was like the goddess in the painting, elegant and dignified, full of charm that was hard to tell whether it was an angel or a devil.
"This long process I call 'prisoner's reserve'."
"So since the prisoner will keep his mouth shut for a while, it doesn't matter if we gag him first."
"Interrogating while being tried is an inefficient way of interrogating. It only makes prisoners feel that they still have leverage and room for bargaining."
"As the interrogator, we must make the prisoner understand one thing - the intelligence is actually irrelevant. She can talk about it or not, but the heavy punishment will definitely be in place. She has no dignity and value in front of us!"
"And you must remember one thing: what a first-class interrogator really needs to give prisoners is not pain, but fear..."