The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 595 - 321 Judgement_3

"No, what I mean is,"

The magician turned his head back, revealing a refreshing smile. He took off his hood, and with the dazzling sunlight, he said:

"Because I have a fondness for another man's wife."

Guided by the Judge, the man stepped through the shadow's gateway, into the Shadow Realm, a world different from our own, where countless shadows move and converge. Each silhouette is a crossroad, a passage; without Sun or Moon, shadows are the radiance of this world, a realm of eternal night.

The man gazed around with childlike curiosity at the Shadows, inspecting the Magic Circuits of the pathways, his eyes sparkling beneath his hood, looking here and there.

"Your Majesty, please hurry," urged the Judge. "It's easy to get lost in the Shadow Realm; please don't look around aimlessly—this is a technique of the Demon Clan that's been lost in time."

"I'm not looking around aimlessly," the man shrugged. "I'm looking with purpose."

"What purpose?"

"I plan to copy them and take them back," the man stated earnestly.

"You really are joking... We've arrived. In this world, all Shadows randomly correspond to locations in the real world; distance does not exist in the Shadow World, enabling us to evade pursuit. Even Demigods cannot achieve this."

The corner of the Judge's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head. Leading the man to a Shadow gateway, he used a secret key to push open the door. The obstructed and murky scene before them instantly changed; the errant night Shadows were expelled, and the golden kite's Radiance devoured the night.

Before them lay golden fields and a sky clear and blue, the Maria River shimmered with glints of light, the chill of early winter frosting a thin layer of rime on the river surface. From the Maria River looking west, one could still see Farol, though it had shrunk to a mere dot in the distance.

They were far from the Imperial Capital, so the day had already dawned.

Even outside the Shadow World, this place remained enshrouded in Shadow Magic, concealed from all.

Apart from the clear and bright scenery,

The man also saw armies, armies spread far and wide across the hills.

The Royal Guard advanced from the end of the hills; dignified Saints rode Unicorns, holding Holy Spears dragging on the ground, marching through the world of blue and gold. And at the end of the army's protection was the banner of the Golden Kite Flower, the grandest crown of the Golden Kite.

Holy, Glorious.

"Your Majesty."

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Cersei Milton walked towards the carriage, lightly stepping on the grass, her pure white pleated skirt wafting the scent of golden kites. She gracefully lifted the hem of her dress and took a half step back on tiptoe, bowing deeply.

"The Golden Kite lies ahead."

"This is a place shrouded in shadow, unknown even to the Church."

She lifted her eyes, her golden pupils reflecting the face of the man before her,

"His Excellency Merlin."

The Princess of the Golden Kite smiled and said, "This is the promised land of 'Justice.'"

Merlin… was it that Merlin Andre?

But wasn't He confined in Heaven?

The Judge incredulously turned away, opening his mouth to speak, but the words would come no longer.

Because the man had taken off his hood, revealing those... pure white eyes.

"Thank you for leading the way."

He looked towards the end of the Saint Army, raising his hand with a perfect smile, his lips splitting into a crescent—familiar to the Judge, for he too had once smiled in such a manner.

"Radiant Judgment," the man laughed out loud.

Before the Judge's very eyes, everything turned upside down.

The sky became the ground; the ground, the sky.

The Maria River formed mists in the air, reflecting the bright sunshine; a sea of Golden Kite Flowers bloomed in the golden sky, and a verdant ground rolled waves of cloud mountains—beautiful yet sinister, chaotic yet orderly. The Judge realized the whole world had turned upside down, yet somehow, it seemed righted, like the inverted world of thousands of years, like the inverted good and evil, the lowly and the noble, light and shadow, and the life of every child turned upside-down—

But it wasn't until he hit the ground that the Judge understood it wasn't the world that had inverted.

It was,

His head,

That had flown off.

In the next instant, he saw numerous noble heads fall from the sky like raindrops, drenching the field of Golden Kite Flowers.

—This was the final and most breathtaking scene the Judge would ever witness.