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Chapter 38. The power to play with the soul(1/2)

The power of "dead words" sounds very intimidating, but it has clear weaknesses.

As the Eternal Night Witch, Tisara is naturally aware of her weaknesses.

That is the magic technique of the earthly mother who is driven by the power of "Death Word". As long as you use the magic technique, you can find out the dead bodies hidden in the crowd in an instant.

Just like a creature living in darkness fears the light, the dead body shining by the light of the magic will immediately show abnormalities.

‘I have always hated the woman of the Earth Mother God, especially the smell of the magic of the Earth Mother God Church. If you are infected with that smell, you must take a shower before coming to see me.’

Tisara told Simon this at the end.

Of course, this is not the most critical... The most critical thing is what Tisara told Simon... there is about the 'Night Watcher'.

The Eternal Night Witch only prefers the night watchman, and only the night watchman in the world is qualified to be protected by the witch.

And the witch's protection is...

"Mr. Simon, the prisoner has been brought."

The guard's rough voice interrupted Simon, who was thinking about things.

He looked down along the handrail of the magistrate's court and saw the leader kneeling on the ground and bowing his head at first sight.

The other party had golden hair and looked like a young man.

"Look up, my consul."

Simon said.

To be honest, he hates this pretentious way of speaking.

Compared to this way of speaking that is superior and makes you exhausted, Simon prefers the noisy and quarrel-free way of speaking like a player, occasionally saying "You stupid criticism".

可没办法,谁叫他是领主呢?有时候就需要类似于这样的演技.

and--

Simon stared at the blonde young man below, a bright light flashed through his black eyes.

It seemed as if he felt Simon's gaze, the blond young man who was as corpse finally responded. He raised his head and looked at Simon next to the judge table.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his face was filled with numbness and confusion.

Deep in his eyes, there was also unavoidable pain and sorrow.

Simon raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the guard beside him: "Removing the shackles of his hands."

"But Lord Simon, the other party is the executioner who doesn't even let his wife and children go..."

The guard's face changed slightly.

"Don't take it off." Simon's tone was flat, and he felt unquestionable.

"Yes." The guards followed Simon's order and removed the youth's shackles.

"What's your name?" Simon asked.

"...Joshua Simon." Joshua answered weakly.

Simon said:

"So Joshua, do you know what you did?"

"...what did..." Joshua smiled a little dry, and he murmured in a tone: "I just killed all the demons who broke into my house, that's all."

oh?

Simon's eyes became deeper:

"Kill the demon who broke into the house? What does this mean?"

When Joshua mentioned this topic, he couldn't help but tremble. He really didn't want to recall the scene that seemed like hell to him.

Kill his wife with his own hands, and his two daughters...the slippery blood made him unable to hold the handle of the axe.

But Joshua finally told everything.

Tell Simon everything he encountered.

"That's not my wife...although as usual...but that's definitely not my wife and daughter."

Joshua cried in pain again.

Seeing a great young man breaking out from normal to collapse, Simon sighed slightly, but-

"Sir Simon, what do you think about this matter?" Paul, who had been guarding Yu Simon, couldn't help but speak.

To be honest, Paul actually didn't believe Joshua's words, after all, what the other party said was too fantastic.

Paul has seen many ways to move corpses, keeping the dead in the same behavior pattern as usual?

That's all...

"The ability of the Eternal Night Witch."

Paul spoke to himself.

But he soon realized his mistake, so he hurriedly lowered his body and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry! In front of such a pure and noble devout believer as Lord Simon... I actually spoke such a vulgar words. Please allow me to apologize!"

“…” Simon.

Seeing Paul's expression of hurrying down his head and apologizing, Simon shook his head.

He finally knew where the eternal night witch's infamy came from.

These black blames that had nothing to do with Tisara were directly pressed on her head. How could her reputation be better?

Thinking of this, Simon said without caring:

"Don't care. Compared to that, I actually care more about what Joshua said."

"Is there anything about the witch...ahem, is that unclean existence?" Paul asked in a low voice.

"In fact, you don't have to be so evasive. I have already received news that one of the five high priests of the Witch's Old Cult is about to attack Gray Moon."

Simon answered Paul's questions.

"The priest of the Deadly Words?" Paul widened his eyes: "Is it the witch priest who broke through the 'Winter Fortress' of the Eternal Winter Kingdom three years ago? "

"It's just him." Simon nodded, his face disappeared without panic.

"Master Simon..." Paul was a little lost, but looking at Simon's calm face, he opened his mouth, and then he praised loudly as if he had reacted: "So that's it! Master Simon's wisdom really makes me sigh, and I have fully understood."

"???" Simon.

You understand? What do you understand?

Simon took a look at his personal guard captain for no reason.

At this moment, Paul was looking at himself with admiration.

This personal guard captain is indeed very terrifying in terms of martial arts, but occasionally some inexplicable words will suddenly appear like this.

But... forget it.

Although I don’t know what the other party thought, it shouldn’t be a bad thing to see him like that.

And now the most important thing is-

"Joshua, I already know clearly what you are suffering, but have you ever thought about one thing?"

"I've thought about... one thing?" Joshua raised his head in confusion.

"That's what you are now... in fact, it's also the 'demon' you hate... No, it's one of the living dead people manipulated by Death Words." Simon said in a steady tone.

"No, it's impossible? How is this possible? Lord Simon? How could I be a living dead person? I'm still alive, I'm still here. I still have my own consciousness... I know what I want to do..."

Joshua opened his mouth and tried to defend himself.

"Look at your right hand, Joshua."

"Right hand..." Joshua looked at his right hand according to Simon.

My right hand...was unconsciously put on the guard's hilt.

"How is it possible...? This...is definitely not like this, Lord Simon."

Joshua waved the guard's sword in confusion and rushed towards Simon.

But in front of Paul, Joshua had no power to resist at all.

The sword was kicked away, and Joshua rolled down the steps.

"I have been saying hello since the beginning, and told the guards not to act rashly. To observe your next move."

Simon said.

In his eyes, Joshua was churning with purple-black mist that could not be perceived by the naked eye.

I guess this is the power of the Dead Word.

Similarly, being able to see this power is one of Simon's witch guards as the night watchman—
To be continued...
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