Sitting in this familiar fog, I looked up and saw the same big face I had seen before in the sky.
Karl knew very well that he was saved for the time being.
"But what should I do about my injury?"
At first I didn't feel anything because it was so sudden, but now in addition to the smell of barbecue that can be smelled with my nose, there is a continuous and severe pain below the ribs.
If his current injuries were placed on an ordinary person, he could have been buried on the spot.
Fortunately, with the help of the magic power mobilized by the talisman in his body, he did not faint directly, but even so, he could feel that the injuries in his body were gradually getting worse.
In terms of current medical conditions and technological levels, it is basically impossible to cure it, and even slowing down death is just a delusion.
Looking at the big face rushing toward him in the sky, Karl's face, twisted in pain, suddenly smiled involuntarily.
"You don't even want to let go of the body of a dying person. You are really a greedy evil spirit."
He put away the [Decapitating Blade] casually, and just looked at the evil spirits in the sky rushing toward him. The pain in his body really made Karl not want to move.
It won't succeed anyway, just take a look.
As Karl thought this, the surrounding fog began to dissipate.
This was much faster than when Cyril brought them into the Shadow Realm. This time, even the giant face in the sky had no time to rush in front of Karl and had already completed the escape.
When the fog in front of him dissipated, Karl found himself in the real location corresponding to the corridor in the shadow world. He was still sitting slumped against the wall.
But when he looked at his companions from the corner of his eye, he found that Marcus on the side had also fallen to the ground, and Cyril was looking at him with her mouth wide open and a strange expression.
"Put your hands up."
Before he could carefully observe his surroundings, he heard a familiar female voice giving orders in a commanding tone.
Carl panted and turned his head hard. It was the judge Joanna standing in the corridor. Although she was not close, Carl heard her words clearly, as if Joanna was in his ears.
Like whispering.
This may be her extraordinary power. Thinking about the scene when this guy was fighting before, it is easy to deduce what is going on.
At this time, the judge was holding a pistol in each hand, as if he had already expected that Karl and the others would appear here.
But Xibel, who had just left the shadow world, was very unhappy with the arrogant attitude of the person in front of her, so she had no intention of being obedient at all.
So Sibel raised her arms and pointed at Joanna, and was about to curse.
"You think you..."
"Kneel down."
The whisper of the judge appeared, and Karl remembered clearly that Joanna used this ability to defeat Cyril's clone.
Sure enough, after the word spirit was activated, Xibel, who looked unhappy, immediately fell to her knees on the ground, lowered her proud head at the same time, held her hands firmly on the ground and remained motionless, unable to make any further movements.
"What did you do to me? You know I am..."
"silence."
The world became quiet in an instant.
Now besides Xibel, only Cyril is still standing on the ground. In front of the judge who once obliterated her own clone, Cyril raised her hands obediently like a good baby, and smiled in a flattering manner.
, not at all aloof like when dealing with ordinary people.
Seeing Cyril's actions, Joanna nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards Karl.
When she saw the severe burns on his chest, Joanna frowned, and then whispered: "Vitality, faith."
After she cast her word spirit, Karl's body suddenly lit up with a faint blue-purple light, and at the same time, he could feel the injuries in his body being repaired quickly.
If he looked at others now, he would find that Cyril and Xibel also had this kind of light on their bodies, but Marcus, who fell on the ground, was clean and had no reaction at all.
For Karl, the ability of this judge is as comfortable as when the torch goes out when exploring in a cave, and then his companion takes out a 1000W searchlight.
"Thanks."
After thanking him in a low voice, Karl began to close his eyes and meditate.
As an injured person, he can just take a rest, leaving the rest to Seliel...
Well... I hope there's nothing wrong with it.
Due to physical fatigue, Karl quickly fell into a deep sleep, and only Ceryl was still active here.
"Tell me what you did and why there is such a strong magic wave!"
"Sir Judge, I was asked to stop by Mr. Richard. The reason why I am doing this is because..."
"Ms. Joanna, please don't worry, these are all my invited guests."
"I guarantee on my honor that they are definitely not suspicious persons."
Just when Cyril opened her mouth to explain, Richard and Olivia came from the end of the corridor with people, and they also rushed to the scene.
After hearing their subordinates report the judge's unusual movements in the banquet hall, the two men simply announced that they were withdrawing and hurried over. With their keen reactions, they also guessed that there might be something unusual about Karl and the others, otherwise ordinary people would not have the right to be alarmed.
This lord.
"Within the jurisdiction of our judges, no matter what the reason is..."
"Miss Joanna, these two are mystical consultants from our White Star Company. They are here to solve the problem of Xibel's disappearance."
As she spoke, Olivia opened the folding fan in her hand with a 'pop' sound. Then, unlike her previous behavior in the banquet hall, her eyes narrowed and she stared at Joanna coldly. Her whole aura completely transformed into
A very strong feeling.
"You judges can't solve it, so you can't even refuse our help thousands of miles away."
"See clearly, they have brought Miss Xibel back well!"
Faced with Olivia's question, Joanna remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing the two people standing in a stalemate, Richard took two steps forward.
"After that, I will ask someone to write a report and pass it to your trial agency. The four people present know the details and will not be able to escape if there is a problem."
"Three people."
Looking at Richard who was trying to smooth things over, Joanna stood out with three words coldly.
"What are you talking about? This is not..."
"Mr. Richard, your butler is dead."
Cyril, who was interrupted just now, spoke again.
"It was too dangerous to rescue Miss Sibel. Not only was Carl seriously injured and dying, but Mr. Marcus didn't even make it back alive."
…
"Yeah, I know."
Faced with the news of the butler's death, Richard just remained silent for a moment, and then calmly indicated that he knew about it. The expression on his face was not moved by this incident at all.
"Miss Joanna, please go back and guard the banquet hall. I will definitely give you an explanation for what happened here."
"I hope so."
After saying this, the judge chose to leave without a trace of nostalgia.
Only Sibel and the others were left who had been freed from their restraints.
"Father, you want to..."
Snap!
Sibel came up and wanted to complain, but what she received in response was a hard slap from Richard.
Now the young lady had very symmetrical red handprints on her face.