The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 571 - 315: The Love Alliance between the Saint Heir and the Witch_2
This wicked woman, just waiting to humiliate him tomorrow.
At this moment, perhaps the judges outside had waited too long; a command sounded from beyond the door, "Don't mind the Magic Association, just go in and capture An Su." An Su, on the other hand, sighed with relief.
Compared to the peak match against the Little Witch Luojia, clashing with this group of saintly big brothers was relatively relaxing.
As the doors of the Magic Association were blasted open, the enraged Royal Knights and judges who had been waiting impatiently flooded in. The deep black military boots and the holy white hooves stomped on the floor of the Magic-guided Stone, emitting a dull and uniform thunder.
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The deacons on duty at the door hurriedly tried to stop the unwelcome visitors, showing their anger as they shouted, "This is the land of God," but they were pushed aside by the Knight Order's soldiers.
"The Empire has already negotiated with the upper echelon of the Church, gentlemen."
Judge Yake walked calmly past the deacons with not a ripple of emotion in his tone.
His robe trailed on the ground, his golden kite pattern sparkling with holy radiance; his Alchemy Longsword was already ignited, creating waves of golden Magic Power in the air and dragging flames behind it.
"As long as you don't step into the tenth layer of Heaven, it doesn't count as invading 'God's land,'" he stated calmly.
All the saints of the Church present displayed their indignation.
Ever since the establishment of the Magic Association, the Empire's army had never set foot in it. The Magic Association itself was a border between Heaven and the world. Yet now, the Judge declared they had authorization to intrude into the border to arrest someone...
Undoubtedly, this was a blatant provocation and desecration!
An Su narrowed his eyes, showing an interested expression. He had long known there were problems within the Church's leadership. That the judges could get authorization might well be the work of some high-ranking official.
"This should be our last meeting."
An Su couldn't possibly run up ten floors to Heaven in an instant.
You lowly bastard, your petty cunning is utterly meaningless and will only dig your own grave.
In Yake's view, An Su was unable to explain his deception from last night; that's why he purposely delayed at the door.
Yake watched An Su with a smile; his anger suppressed all night was finally ablaze, "An Su Moningsta, why aren't you running now?"
"Now, come back to the office with us," he said with a sneer, "you despicable Child of the Curse."
Against Judge Yake's expectations, the heretic before him didn't display a look of hatred or panic. Up until this moment, the young man remained calm, his dark blue eyes filled with goodwill, as if looking at a family member.
Well done... An Su gave him a grateful smile.
Even now, so close at hand, Yake still couldn't see through the young man's false veneer,
Though he was a master at it.
This only meant that the young man before him wasn't pretending at all; this demeanor was his true nature.
Even so, Yake felt a chill, emanating from the depths of his soul, a cold and darkness not from An Su, but from behind him, as if thick malice had solidified, as if a pair of empty, void-like pale eyes were just coldly watching Judge Yake.
Was it an illusion...?
Despite judging countless criminals before, Yake had never felt such malice, as if it were darkness itself.
Though very grateful to Mr. Yake, An Su knew Mr. Yake was in for trouble this time.
— The interrupted Little Witch was very displeased.
"Mr. An Su," Luojia whispered in An Su's ear, "let's kill him."
An Su sighed softly, you're too extreme.
He thought this uncle was quite interesting; there was no need for killing, just a little tie-up would do.
"Come back to the office with us."
Judge Yake, ignoring the void gaze, dragged the fire of his Alchemy Longsword directly in front of An Su.
"— Or accept Judgement right here."
"Prove to me that you're not darkness!" he said with a mocking laugh, "Prove it to me."
All the surrounding saints gasped as they watched the sword light resting just before An Su's neck; if blood was shed within the Magic Association, the Empire's conflict would escalate further.
Because An Su was also a member of the Magic Association!
Madness, utter madness.
The Priests had no idea what those above were thinking; this would only lead the Empire into greater chaos!
As Judge Yake unsheathed his sword, the judges following him drew their blades in unison, setting off a chain reaction. The Order Knights of the Magic Association stood up to confront, the tide of legal Magic Power igniting in the room like flowing water;
Meanwhile, further away, the hired Knights of the Chenxing Family received an internal signal. Their Young Master was trapped inside the Magic Association, and they instantly transformed, breaking through the blockade on Saint Peter's Street, eyeing the thousands of Royal Knights outside with baleful looks.
It seemed as if with one more instant, war would erupt.
An Su Moningsta, the person at the center of it all, stood with his head held high and a smile on his face. Although Bishop Yake's Alchemy Sword was at his throat, he showed not a trace of fear.
He looked up, his eyes only holding the purest good intentions, but this time, he wasn't looking at Yake, but behind him.
