Cleveland walked into the Navy Headquarters with his hands behind his back, and Yolanda followed him closely with her hands folded in front of her. They walked all the way to the fourth floor where General Montanio was. The guards who had wanted to stop him along the way took a few steps back when they saw his black robe embroidered with gold edges and his fierce aura.
When they reached the second floor, a middle-aged officer ran up and asked, "My two executors, may I ask what brings you to the Navy Headquarters?"
"Of course we have to do what we have to do. The Saint has already set the rules. No one has the right to stop the referee from taking action." Cleveland took a step forward, and the officer felt that several forces held his limbs and made him unable to move. Before the officer could burst out his fighting spirit, a huge force knocked him out and fell at the end of the corridor on the second floor. This blow broke many ribs of the officer, and he spurted blood from his mouth and fainted.
Cleveland didn't even look at him and walked straight upstairs.
Several commanders' guards on the fourth floor drew their swords when they saw the scene below. But at this moment, they heard a very light rustling sound. After the sound, they were shocked to find that there was a small hole the size of a finger in their throat or heart, and blood was flowing out. When Cleveland reached the fourth floor, except for a maid who had no weapon, everyone had fallen to the ground and died.
Blood stained the carpet on the fourth floor, and red blood flowers bloomed on the originally gray-white ground. The maid was so scared that she shrank in front of the door of the general's room and trembled all over. Cleveland glanced at her and said, "Anyone who obstructs the judicial organs must be punished, and any rebel who dares to resist the executioner by force must die. If you don't want to die, get out of here."
At this time, an old but heavy voice came from the room: "Master Cleveland, these people are just fulfilling their duties. You are going too far."
The door opened and it was General Montanio who spoke.
"Let's go. Tell them not to come up. Leave the things here to me." He patted the maid on the back and lifted her up with a gentle fighting spirit. The maid stumbled on the blood on the ground and ran down the stairs.
"Montanio. You should know why we are here, right?" Cleveland said coldly.
"I don't know. What I want to know is why your judicial organs can rush into the Navy Headquarters and kill people at will?" Montanio asked angrily.
"Because this place has been contaminated by the devil's breath. Can't you smell it? That rotten smell permeates the house and makes people sick." Cleveland took a breath, then covered his nose and said.
"I only smell blood. These people were excellent naval soldiers. They were my subordinates, but now they are dead in the Navy Headquarters. I will not let this go." Montanio stood at the door of his office and confronted Cleveland.
"Do you think you still have a chance when you are colluding with the devil?" Cleveland didn't want to say any unnecessary nonsense to the other party, and stretched out his hand to grab Montanio. If he was caught by this hand, Montanio would lose all resistance. His outstretched hand seemed unhurried, but only the people in front of him could feel that there was a huge pressure around him that made people unable to move.
However, at this moment, a pendant on Montanio's chest emitted a golden light. Under the cover of that light, Montanio's body was temporarily freed, and he stepped on the ground and retreated rapidly.
"What is this?" Cleveland became alert and did not continue to reach out to grab it.
"This is the amulet given to me by the Saint. She put it around my neck when I was a child. Cleveland, no matter what your purpose is for coming here today, I advise you to stop immediately. Don't do anything that goes against the will of the Saint." Montanio was already standing by the window.
"What will of the Saint can you represent? You have colluded with the devil and have lost the qualification to keep the gift from the Saint. Let me take it back for the Saint."
"Cleveland, don't go too far. If you continue like this, you will go down the evil path of rebelling against the Saint! I come from the Veroca family, which gave birth to six sages. Think about it, when the sages all say in unison in front of the Saint that you, the Holy Judge, have lost your justice and done all kinds of evil things against her will. Will you be able to defend yourself?" Montanio shouted loudly.
At the same time, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Hearing the noise upstairs, the masters in the Navy Headquarters also gathered over.
Without even turning his head, Cleveland ordered, "Yolanda, take care of these people."
Yolanda, who looked frail, looked back at the stairs. As soon as she glanced in that direction, she heard screams from downstairs: "I can't see. What's going on?"
"Me too, I can't see anything."
"Enemy, enemy attack!"
Then there was a series of sounds of swords clashing and people falling.
"Humph, the Navy Headquarters is really full of garbage." said Cleveland.
"Cleveland, there's no point in bullying these people, so let's get this straight. What do you want to know?"
Cleveland squinted at the amulet on Montanio's chest and said, "Then tell me, where did all those people from the East Continent go?"
"I don't know. I only know that they left by boat. I told them that many people here don't welcome them and it's very dangerous to stay, so they left. Maybe they went back to the East Continent."
"So where did Aetherite go?"
"He's on vacation. He's too tired and needs to rest."
"Don't use such a stupid excuse. We all know that he is the culprit who brought the people from the East Continent to Ai'er City!"
"That's not an excuse. I have the approval document for his leave here." Montanio pointed to a desk not far away and said, "As for where he went, I really don't know."
"You've exhausted my patience." Cleveland tapped the ground with his toes, and a wave of white mist emanated from that position, enveloping the entire room. This was Cleveland's fighting spirit field.
Montanio felt a kind of spiritual power mixed with Dou Qi filling this area, which seemed to disrupt all the Dou Qi energy in this area. He wanted to jump out of the window to escape, but he didn't expect that the Dou Qi in his body, which had been running countless times, suddenly went wrong. The Dou Qi that was supposed to be used to power his feet suddenly went into the wrong meridian. This was equivalent to someone punching him hard with Dou Qi. Despite his own strength, this blow still stunned Montanio. He knelt on one knee and vomited blood.