Cheryl's post quickly appeared in the "Unmoving Library" section of the caster forum, but no one responded for three full minutes.
This is also natural. Although there is a certain time difference between the Kingdom of the Holy Religion and Nolan, for the residents of Nolan, the current time is still late at night.
Not many people landed on the magic net at such a late night, but occasionally a group of spellcasters developed the habit of "going to the magic net before going to bed" in the past few days.
It is because of this habit that after they saw the immovable library section and Sister Scottan's call for help, many people woke up from their beds instantly.
"Did Miss Scotan leave the Church's Inquisition to come to Nolan?" Respondent: Whispering Tome.
"Correction, it should be fleeing to Nolan. From the content description, Miss Sister is being hunted down by the church's judge." Reply: Short touch wand.
"What about the specific location? Maybe there will be someone around who can help." Reply: The person who spread the fire.
Cheryl was a little stunned when she saw a lot of comments that suddenly appeared under the post. She seldom entered such a dazed state, which was a taboo for assassins.
But looking at the replies in the post, these replies were just text composed of the simplest inscriptions, which made Cheryl's mood very complicated.
Maybe in a corner of Nolan city, there is a spellcaster who is not acquainted with Cheryl. She only met "Sister Scottan" because she read the book "Diary of an Inquisitor of Heresy".
Although he had never met, he put down his work, or got up from the bed, and began to worry about her safety...
But worry is one thing, willingness to risk your life to help a stranger you've never met is another.
"I'm in the alley behind a wand shop called Crocker." Reply to: Sister Scottan.
Cheryl knew that this was an unrealistic thing, but she was not willing to give up the only hope left.
When she sent this reply, she felt the Inquisitor's breath approaching the alley.
"Dinissa, come to me quickly."
Cheryl immediately grabbed Denisa's hand and took her to hide in the junk pile composed of discarded parts.
The waste dump was just in the shadow of the alley. Cheryl covered Denisa's mouth, suppressed her breath to the lowest level, and quietly listened to the surrounding movement.
The news on the caster forum is still constantly refreshing, but Cheryl has no energy to pay attention to those, she can be sure that the judge has walked into the alley.
She could hear footsteps so small that they were almost indiscernible, and she drew a dagger in preparation for a desperate fight.
It is a team of judges composed of three people, and one of them is the chief judge.
They didn't find Cheryl hiding in the scrap pile in the corner of the alley, but they were sure the betrayer was hiding in the alley.
The pace of the three judges became even slower, and Cheryl felt that the only sound left was Denisa's rapid breathing.
When an inquisitor stood by the scrap heap, Cheryl knew there was no way she could hide any longer.
She rushed out of the waste heap with the only strength left in her body, showing her fangs like a snake, waving the dagger in her hand at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, slicing through the scarlet arc in mid-air, slashing. Broke the arm of the closest judge.
But the other two judges also reacted immediately. The tip of the staff held by one of the judges released a gray shock. The narrow alley did not allow Cheryl to have any space to hide.
Her body was slammed against the wall of the alley, and then fell into a piece of water on the ground of the alley. There were a lot of small wounds on her body, and the blood spilled from the water, which dyed the water scarlet. .
"Cheryl!"
Denisa rushed out of the waste heap and wanted to run towards Cheryl who was lying on the ground, but was grabbed by one of the judges by the arm, and instantly lost consciousness under the influence of the gray mist.
Cheryl, who was lying in the stagnant water, wanted to stand up, but the serious injuries to her internal organs and body completely drained her body's ability to move. She fell to the ground weakly and watched as the presiding judge approached step by step.
"Let me down, Cheryl... Why did you choose to betray? Apart from the Inquisition, there is no other place in this world that can tolerate your existence."
The presiding judge's voice entered Cheryl's ears, but she was not in the mood to pay attention...
Speaking of which, it made Cheryl feel ridiculous. When she was on the verge of death, she was still in the mood to read posts, or it was the only thing she could do now.
The post on the caster forum occupied her blurred vision, and the news on the post was rapidly refreshing.
"The Crocker Wand Shop... no idea, does anyone know where it is?!" Respondent: Night's Watch.
"Is it too late to know? That is the heresy judge of the church. If you get into those executioners, it will be very troublesome." Reply: Mlok.
"This is Nolan. Nolan's law does not allow killing people in the street, and you don't want to read the content behind "The Inquisitor's Diary"?!" Reply: The person who spread the fire.
Cheryl couldn't help laughing when she saw this series of news. In the end, what the casters were most concerned about was the update of her diary, but this was also something she was proud of...
The only thing she's proud of in her life.
Cheryl left the last two words on the caster forum with her fingers.
"Don't come..." Respondent: Sister Scottan.
A presiding judge and two judges cannot be defeated by an ordinary spellcaster at all. Even if a spellcaster really rushes over, it will only put him in a dangerous situation.
Even if Denisa is sent back to the Inquisition, the bishops will not do anything to her, because Denisa is special...
So Cheryl has nothing to fear.
"What are you laughing at? Filthy traitor."
The presiding judge didn't understand how she could laugh like this before she died. He grabbed Cheryl by the neck and picked her up.
But in Cheryl's field of vision, there was only news that kept refreshing on the caster forum.
"The Crocker Wand Shop is right next to the Nolan Teleportation Array! Is there anyone near the Nolan Teleportation Array!" Respondent: No dictionary membership.
"My work place is there, but I'm at home right now, damn... Why didn't the stingy boss today let me stay for a while." Reply: Gold coins for long sleep.
Cheryl stared at the replies as her vision became more and more blurred, until the last message that popped up suddenly made Cheryl's consciousness instantly awake.
"I'm behind the alley of Crocker's Wand Shop!" Respondent: Short touch wand.
"… "
Seeing the news, Cheryl instantly raised her head and crossed the judge's shoulder, and instantly saw a spellcaster standing at the end of the alley, panting.
Just a spellcaster apprentice in terms of age and attire.
Damn... Cheryl didn't have any happy thoughts in her heart, because a judge had already taken out a weapon and walked towards the spellcaster apprentice.
The spellcaster apprentice who seemed to be a "short-touch wand" instantly stepped back in fear after seeing the judge take out his weapon, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.
It seemed that even if he mustered up the courage to come here, it would still be impossible for him to face a judge with hundreds or even thousands of blood on his hands.
He started to regret... regret why he ran over just because he was a hero for a while.
"The spellcaster who happened to be here, or your friend? I didn't expect someone like you to be willing to rescue you from a filthy betrayal."
The presiding judge clenched Cheryl's neck, and she instantly felt suffocated and let out a painful whimper.
This whimper was heard by the caster of the "Short Touch Wand". Although the caster was only an apprentice, he was also a man. At this moment, he held back his fear and took out his wand and aimed it at him. One of the judges.
A scorching inscription appeared around him, and a fireball gushed out from the front of the wand and shot towards the judge, but the judge just threw a dagger and directly pierced the fireball and embedded behind the apprentice caster. on the wall.
His cheek was cut by the sharp dagger, and he sat down on the ground weakly with a terrified expression on his face.
"Sad seeker, next time this dagger will be aimed at your head, get out," said the inquisitor.
The "Short Touch Wand" sitting on the ground choked for a moment, and he stood up tremblingly. The first thing he did was not to escape, nor to release the spell to continue resisting, but to write a reply on the caster forum.
"Can't beat it!" Respondent: Short touch wand.
"Get out of the way, let me come, you are in the way!" Reply: Thunder Crystal.
who? "Short Touch Wand" did not expect that someone would come to this gloomy alley, and he quickly ran away according to the instructions above...
"Human friendship is such a fragile thing, Cheryl... Finally, repent of your mistakes in loneliness."
The presiding judge laughed at Cheryl after seeing the caster escape.
Cheryl, who was suffocating, was still able to maintain a barely calm thinking. After hearing that the caster escaped, she was slightly relieved.
She didn't want to implicate anyone, let alone readers who liked her books. At the moment when the darkness gradually swallowed her vision, her eyes were suddenly illuminated by a strong light.
A magic circle composed of a large number of inscriptions instantly appeared above the alley, and the pale yellow magic circle was exploding with electric light.
The thunder resounded throughout the alley, and it fell directly from the sky and hit the presiding judge and the two judges.
This is not some "small fireball" level magic, it is advanced magic that has been prepared for a long time.
The presiding judge was surrounded by lightning, and the pain and numbness made him look at Cheryl in surprise.
This action is perfect. There should be no reason to attract law enforcers to help Cheryl. Could it be that this betrayer still knows some powerful spellcasters in Nolan? !
The thunder that fell from the sky made the presiding judge have to release Cheryl's shackles, so that he could more flexibly avoid the attack of the thunder.
After several consecutive thunderstorms ended, the ground was full of charred marks.
"Dirty sneak attack..." The presiding judge looked around, but did not see the guy who released the spell.
"Dirty? I don't want to be described by you executioners."
The spellcaster didn't mean to hide, she walked out of the shadows directly, what surprised the presiding judge was that the spellcaster was a girl who looked no more than 13 or 14 years old.
Although the presiding judge did not know how Cheryl knew this powerful magician.
However, due to age, it is still too naive in terms of combat experience.
She is alone, exposed to the presiding judge. The presiding judge has countless ways to get her caught...
"Your friend is stupid."
The presiding judge said to Cheryl who fell to the ground.
He took out his staff, and was ready to teach this arrogant girl a lesson, called a lesson on the consequences of being stubborn.
"The real...stupid person...is you."
Cheryl endured the pain in her body and said such a sentence.
After the presiding judge heard Cheryl's words, he had a bad premonition. A large number of fluctuations of magical elements suddenly appeared around. The intensity of the fluctuations was not high, but the number was terrifying.
The two judges waited for the presiding judge's order to attack the female caster who used thunder system magic, but several more casters slowly walked to her side...
"what have you done?"
The presiding judge saw that the newly appeared casters were already planning to retreat, and the magical aura emanating from several of them was definitely not at the level of apprentices!
It is very likely that they are great magicians from a certain college in Nolan.
What surprised the presiding judge most was that he also saw four dwarves... Not only at the front of the alley, but also several spellcasters and dwarves appeared on the roof.
They were surrounded.
The presiding judge remembered that Cheryl had only been on a mission in Nolan for a few days! How could she know so many spellcasters and dwarves just for these few days of tasks... and collectively risk angering the Inquisition of Heresy to save her
Cheryl didn't answer, just let out a soft laugh, and the posts on the caster forum were still being updated in front of her eyes.
"You can come here according to the location where the thunder sounded." Reply: Thunder Crystal.
"Don't panic, I've already sent someone over." Reply: Gray Owl.
"The magic rooster is up! I'll be there soon." Reply: Black Iron Long Sword.
"I'm one of those things like fighting! There are also card packs!" Reply: Hammer of Long Frost.
In the face of the siege of so many spellcasters and dwarves, it is impossible for one judge and two judges to overcome, but before that, the judge must execute the traitor.
The judge's staff exuded a gray mist, and the mist turned into a sharp long sword and stabbed at Cheryl's forehead, but after cutting off a few ends of Cheryl's hair, it was about to touch his skin. But it was dispelled by the same gray magic.
The presiding judge looked into the depths of the alley, and the master of gray magic slowly walked out from the other side of the alley.
"Who are you?"
It was the first time that he had used this "power" for so many years. Without this power, he would have no means of attacking at all.
"who I am?"
Joshua, who had just rushed all the way from the Hearthstone Tavern to the back of the wand shop alley, walked slowly towards the presiding judge, and the mark on Joshua's palm radiated a dim light.
Joshua glanced at Cheryl who was lying on the ground, then smiled and replied to the presiding judge.
"A rusher."
"… ridiculous!"
There was no time to chat with the presiding judge. The caster behind him had already started to prepare aggressive magic. The dwarves also took up their weapons and rushed up. The two judges alone could not stop him. He could only choose Escape here temporarily.
Joshua looked at the chaotic scene, walked to Cheryl who was lying on the ground and helped her up.
"I have a question for you before you pass out."
Joshua's hands were already stained with Cheryl's blood, and she wouldn't be able to last long if she didn't receive treatment.
"what is the problem?"
Cheryl knew that she was safe, so she began to feel sleepy and vaguely wanted to sleep.
"Is there any update tonight?" Joshua said.
And Joshua's words instantly awakened Cheryl in her sleepiness.