Chapter 57 Judgment (Thanks to Mr. O of the Aurora Society for rewarding the Silver Alliance again)
Chapter 795 Judgment (Thanks to Mr. O of the Aurora Society for rewarding the Silver Alliance again)
In the carriage that was moving neither fast nor slowly, Lumian, who was handcuffed and shackled, looked at the windows welded with iron bars and covered with thick cloth, trusting his own judgment more and more.
When he was accused by the clergy of the Church of Knowledge as a wanted criminal, his first reaction was not to tense up, but to have strong doubts.
He felt that the clergymen who did daily outbound inspections were here for him, but except for Ludwig and the "0-01" incident, he had no interaction with the Church of Knowledge and had never harmed their interests.
Facing the wanted criminals in Intis, what are you doing so actively in Lundborg? Have you verified the specific situation and the current strength of the target?
As his thoughts flashed, in Saliente's surprised and relieved eyes, Lumian thought of a possibility:
"Is this the tip given by the Church of Knowledge?
"No, this can no longer be regarded as a reminder, it should be escorted directly to the destination!
"'City of Exile', as the name suggests, is a place where criminals are exiled. When I was arrested as a wanted criminal and sentenced to exile, I would naturally be sent to Morola...
"Is this method too simple and crude?
"How did they know I was coming? Although I didn't pretend, I was very low-key all the way...
“A high-sequence ‘Reader’ path is good at prophecy or divination?”
Lumian looked down at his waist, looking at the "traveler's bag" that had not been taken away, and couldn't help muttering silently:
“The items belonging to wanted criminals were not even confiscated, and possible dangerous criminals were not dealt with accordingly, restricting the use of extraordinary abilities...
"Isn't this acting too careless? Are you afraid that I won't be able to see it and will resist on the spot and cause losses?"
Lumian silently took off the "traveler's bag" hanging on his belt and stuffed it into the inside pocket of his thick jacket.
He didn’t want to embarrass the clergy of the Church of Knowledge:
It doesn't matter that their acting skills are poor, but I can't be so perfunctory. What should I do if other serious criminals, nearby Azshara citizens, and auxiliary police officers see the "traveler's luggage"?
They will think that the clergy of the "Church of Knowledge" are not professional enough!
The vehicle drove for a while and finally stopped.
Under the strict escort of many Knowledge Church clergy wearing white robes inlaid with brass threads, Lumian walked to the front of a huge white tower.
Before he had time to take in the complete appearance of the tower, or even see the top of the tower, to confirm how majestic and vast the building was, he was "herded" into the door on the side, walked down the stone stairs, and passed through
A deep corridor lit with many gas wall lamps led to a cell made of black iron.
Lumian glanced casually and found that seven or eight people were already locked up in the cell. They were all wearing handcuffs and shackles. Some even had chains pierced through their collarbones and fixed in the corresponding positions.
Such restrictions should be effective even for extraordinary people, but they cannot suppress those extraordinary abilities that are more occult... If it were me, being locked up in this way, the "Hunter" combat related would be basically useless, but it would not prevent me from setting fires at all.
, provocation, detecting weaknesses, exchanging fates, "teleporting" to escape, eh, can you be more professional, the acting is too fake now... Lumian thought while watching the old man who captured him open the steel
Prison door.
The slightly older cleric turned sideways and said to Lumian:
"Stay here first, waiting for the outcome of the trial."
The result of the trial? You haven't tried it yet, haven't you acted? Lumian moved very cooperatively and walked into the cell.
With a bang, the steel prison door was closed and locked.
Lumian looked around, found a metal chair poured on the ground, sat down, and turned his attention to the felons who were sizing him up.
A young man wearing glasses and looking very elegant sat on the metal chair opposite, raised his chin and said:
“I never thought there would be someone younger than me.
"Brother, what crime have you committed?"
Lumian asked instead:
"And you?"
The gentle young man smiled:
"Murder, most of them here should be murderers."
"How many have you killed?" A middle-aged man who had his collarbone pierced and looked quite honest asked curiously.
"Seven or eight, I'm not sure if one of them died in the end." The young man showed an afterthought expression, "I ended human lives with my own hands, felt their pain, struggle and despair, and was splashed by their warm blood.
It was such an intoxicating thing on my face. At that moment, I was like their god and their lord."
"Serial killer"? Lumian watched silently, without interrupting the exchange between these felons.
The young man finally sighed:
"Unfortunately, there were too many detectives in Azshara, and I was eventually found by them.
"What about you, how many have you killed and why?"
He was asking about the honest middle-aged man who had his collarbone pierced.
The man's expression didn't change, as if he was talking about what was for breakfast today:
"I don't know, there are too many. Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate last month?"
"Is this sentence said by Emperor Intis Russell? I read it in a biography." The gentle young man responded with a smile, "I ate 123 slices of bread last month, and I remember them all.
.”
The honest middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds and said:
"I kill people because they deserve to die, and the more damned they are, the more delicious their flesh is."
"Did you eat the people you killed?" The young man's expression changed slightly.
"There are different cooking methods depending on the degree of damnation." The honest middle-aged man answered seriously.
"You two perverts." A gloomy man in his thirties snorted coldly.
The gentle young man was not angry and asked curiously:
"Why did you kill?"
"I didn't kill for the sake of killing, I just wanted to rape. Who told them to resist too fiercely?" the gloomy man replied with a different look from me and you perverts.
The young man laughed, pointed with his chin to the woman who also had her collarbone pierced and had long brown hair, and said:
"She also raped and killed, but that was just incidental. The main purpose was to collect reproductive organs."
Lumian, who sat quietly on the metal chair and leaned slightly forward, couldn't help but shake his head:
Do you have too many murderers in Lundborg? How many lives per capita...
The young man was a little stunned when he heard this. After a few seconds, he laughed and said:
"Brother, you have committed too many crimes, haven't you?"
"Why else am I here?" Lumian asked in a rather relaxed state.
"Yes." The young man and the other felons looked at Lumian with a little more respect.
"How many people did you kill specifically?" The gentle young man was more curious about this detail, as if he could take it in himself.
Lumian shook his head and replied in a low voice:
"I haven't counted, and I don't want to answer. This is nothing to show off, just like a farmer harvesting wheat. I just completed the corresponding work. Will you be happy because you have done your daily work?"
The young man was silent for a moment and said:
"What do you call me? My name is Ge Yi. Maybe we can meet again in the kingdom of death."
Lumian spit out one word very simply:
"Louis."
He did not want to use his real name among these people in the "City of Exile", because in occultism, people who know their real name may be cursed, and there is a similar contract ability provided by the "Fate" path.
"What about you?" Ge Yi asked the others.
"Les." The honest middle-aged man replied.
The gloomy man hesitated for a moment before answering:
"Vijaypan."
"Julie." The woman with long brown hair swept her greedy eyes over the crotches of Guy and others.
After the felons here finished introducing themselves, Lumian smiled and said:
"I didn't expect that the security situation in Lundborg would be so bad, and that there would be so many serial murderers.
"Yes, I'm from Intis and haven't been in Lundborg for long."
Guy, the most talkative, raised his handcuffed hands, pushed up the glasses on his nose, and said with a smile:
"In fact, it's not bad, it can even be called good, because Lundborg has the largest and most professional detectives in the world.
"But there are indeed many people like us. A twisted personality and a lot of knowledge can easily create a group of powerful criminals.
"Also, criminals from other countries will come and want to challenge Lundborg's detectives."
"Detective" is Sequence 7 of the "Reader" path, and this path belongs to the Church of Knowledge, and there are indeed enough of them in Lundberg... There won't be real "criminals" or real "serial killers" hidden among those criminals, right?
Are you using the "detectives" as a tool for acting? But conversely, if the "detectives" can catch the criminals on the path of the "demon", they can also digest their own potions better and faster... Lumian thoughtfully
He nodded and responded with a smile:
"Do I count as one?
"You have a very clear understanding of your own character, and for people like you, the more knowledge you have, the more dangerous you are."
Guy coughed and said:
"Yeah, I regret now that I don't know enough."
Several felons were sometimes quiet and sometimes chatting. I don't know how much time passed.
Finally, the several clergymen walked to the cell surrounded by a lady.
The lady wore a shirt with white lace flowers on the collar, a beige coat with brass threads on the outside, a dark knee-length skirt and brown leather boots. Her face was shaped like an oval, her eyes were light blue like spring water, and her nose was
She is tall and tall, with brown hair simply worn down in a bun. She is a very beautiful woman.
The moment he saw her, Vijaypant's eyes lit up.
"The results of your trial are out, and I will read them out." After saying this, the beautiful lady turned around and walked towards the end of the deep corridor. Other clergymen were responsible for opening the cells and escorting Lumian, Geyi and others.
People followed closely behind.
They followed the stone stairs, going deeper into the ground layer by layer, and finally came to a double brass door.
The beautiful lady with an oval face stopped, turned to Lumian and others, and said with a serious expression:
"The result of your trial is:
"Exiled, never to return!"
"Where to be exiled?" Ge Yi was surprised and confused.
It’s not the death penalty?
The lady pointed to the brass-colored double doors behind her:
"Exiled behind this door."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a creepy sound coming from behind the door, but she couldn't tell what it was.
PS: Thank you Mr. O of the Aurora Club for rewarding the Silver Alliance again~