Part 5. the red priests chapter 76 the answer

　　In the violent tornado, Viscount Stalford was like a helpless leaf being blown down, which could be torn into pieces at any time.

　　In this state, he could not react at all, let alone speak, and could only rely on the strong body of the “Knight of Discipline” to support himself, hoping that he would not be missing an arm or a head in the horrible hurricane.

　　He originally thought that this hunt had been a success, and was about to catch Tris, and was very sure that the other party did not have any helpers, so he focused his attention on Sherman, but who would have thought that he would suddenly become the prey again, and fall into a trap with no warning at all.

　　Seeing that the tornado began to weaken, and that he himself only suffered a certain amount of damage due to the impact, but did not suffer any fatal trauma, Viscount Stepford hurriedly attempted to control his body, preparing for the possible next battle.

　　Just at this time, he had a sudden stabbing pain in his head, as if a sharp dagger had been inserted into it and stirred a few times.

　　The sensation was both familiar and unfamiliar to Viscount Stepford, for although he had never experienced it directly, he had “tried it” on many of his targets and observed their reactions.

　　It was one of the most skillful and extraordinary abilities he had ever used:

　　”Spirit Piercing”!

　　Bang!

　　Viscount Stepford, who had not been able to adjust his physical condition after the attack, hit the ground hard, and the copper-green cross fell several meters away with a bang.

　　Stomping, Hugh carried the “Cold Blade”, took a big step, and ran towards Viscount Stepford, who was struggling and trying to get up, in a charging stance.

　　Before Hugh rushed out, Forsyth had already skillfully flipped the “Lemanor’s Traveling Notebook”, letting it spread to a page with texture like parchment.

　　As she slid her fingers, the shadows that had reappeared around Viscount Steerforth came to life, condensing into black chains that wrapped around the target one after another, binding him there.

　　Viscount Stepford, who had just slowed down and come to his senses somewhat, lost his freedom once more before he could select a target for discipline, forbidding things of some sort, and tied a shadow chain even to the location of his mouth.

　　”Shackles of the Abyss”!

　　The “Abyssal Shackles” originated from the Sequencers of the Blood or Moon paths!

　　After using it once, Voorhees was quite fond of this extraordinary ability, and found it very practical, so he subsequently spent gold pounds to ask Mr. Moon, who had already become a Viscount, to make a record accordingly.

　　Bang!

　　At that moment, Viscount Stepford suddenly burst out with a power that surpassed his previous power, breaking that chain of shadows by inches.

　　He chose the “bindings” around him as the target of his punishment!

　　But at this time, Hugh was already running in front of him like a high-speed steam locomotive, and with a swipe, he handed out the transparent three-pronged thorn.

　　With a poof, the “cold blade” pierced into the target’s abdomen.

　　Viscount Stratford’s body stiffened once again, his eyes became dull, and he seemed to have become an ice sculpture.

　　Hugh let go of his hand, letting the “cold blade” stuck in the stomach of the palace guards, as if to let the weapon may have the “spirit” continue to “possess” the target, forcibly control.

　　Immediately after that, she threw her arm, clenched her fist, and thumped it underneath Viscount Stepford’s ear.

　　Under the double blow, Viscount Stafford fainted without even a grunt, and his body stiffened and fell down once again.

　　After completing this blow, Hugh left his back to Forsyth, and ran directly past Viscount Stepford, who was staggering on the “cold blade” in his stomach, to Sherman, who was still sitting on the wooden crate.

　　Forsyth, on the other hand, once again flipped through “Lemanor’s Travel Notes” and used another extraordinary ability to add a layer of binding for Viscount Stephod before stepping out of the row of wooden crates in which she was hiding, and approaching the bronze-green antique crucifix first.

　　The sight she had just seen made her suspect that it was a demigod level item, or according to the official Extraordinary One, a “1” level seal.

　　And the process of Viscount Stepford carrying and using it led her to believe that the negative effects of this cross were not so immediate to try and pick up.

　　Of course, as a former “astrologer”, Voorhees pulled out the pure crystal ball as she walked and did a quick divination.

　　”There is no problem ……” Forsyth glanced at the result and accelerated his pace.

　　By this time, Hugh had rushed to Sherman’s side, and looking at the friend who had become quite beautiful, could not open her mouth for a moment.

　　In her eyes, Sherman was in a very wrong state.

　　All of the witch’s hair was floating up, and each one had become very thick, as if it were a thin snake.

　　At the top of the “thin snakes”, some of them had grown eyes, and some of them had split their mouths, making them look extremely bizarre and terrifying.

　　On Sherman’s face, mysterious patterns like black oil paint came out from the texture of her skin, quickly spreading around her body.

　　Her slightly hollow eyes quickly mirrored Hugh’s, gradually regaining some of their vigor and more than a little confusion and pain.

　　She then opened her mouth and said brokenly:

　　”Hugh …… I am in so much pain ……”

　　Hugh’s vision blurred for a moment.

　　She knew quite a bit about being out of control although a lot of the detailed common sense of the mystical world had yet to be built up – after all, the Tarot Society was too high end to discuss and MI9 gave information that was biased towards covert organizations – it was something that couldn’t be bypassed in the circle of the wildly extraordinary.

　　So Hugh knew that Sherman had begun to lose control, that there was no reversing it, and that the degree was only going to get deeper.

　　Sherman seemed to have sensed his state, gasped for breath, gave a rueful smile, and said with difficulty:

　　”Kill me …… I’ve done …… a lot of wrong that I have to repent …… and I’ve gained… . wanted ……”

　　A tear fell from Hugh’s eye, and without hesitation, backhandedly drew her spare weapon – a revolver of the most common kind.

　　She then pressed this revolver against Sherman’s forehead.

　　Sherman smiled, and a fascinating gleam reappeared in his eyes:

　　”Call me, call me Sherman ……”

　　”Sherman.” Hugh’s face crumpled uncontrollably, a mist of water in his eyes.

　　Bang! Bang! Bang!

　　She pulled the trigger continuously and fired the bullets inside.

　　A flower then bloomed, red and beautiful.

　　Foerth watched this scene, and her lips pursed unconsciously.

　　After an interval of two seconds, she let out a long sigh, bent her back, and extended her hand to the copper-green cross.

　　No sooner had her fingers touched the object than it was like touching a flame, hot and burning to the soul.

　　Instinctively, Voorhees retracted her hand, startled and suspicious.

　　She remembered that Viscount Stepford had not behaved in a similar manner before!

　　As her thoughts raced, Folth glanced at Viscount Stepford and reached out to kick the copper-green cross to that spot, to the nearby Hugh:

　　”You try.

　　”Also, we need to leave now, the commotion just now is sure to attract the Official Extraordinary! And there’s no telling what the ‘message’ one might do!”

　　Hugh red eyes, did not speak, directly bent down, picked up that copper-green cross, the whole process, did not show any discomfort.

　　Uh …… Forsyth didn’t bother to ask anything, walked to the side of the stiff Viscount Sturford, and glanced warily from side to side.

　　After Hugh put away the copper-green cross, he picked up Sherman’s body and took two steps back to Viscount Stepford.

　　”That item is very precious, and his status is also very important, we will definitely become the object of the royal family s key pursuit, we have to do the interference ……” Forsyth looked down at Viscount Stratford, seemingly muttering to herself like a thought.

　　She quickly made a decision, raised her hands, lowered her head, and reverently recited the name of Mr. “Fool”.

　　–She did not think that her and Hugh’s abandonment of the copper-green cross would diminish the importance of her and the royal family’s pursuit, so she did not hesitate to ask for Mr. Fool’s help.

　　For her, even sacrificing the object to Mr. Fool was better than staying on the spot.

　　Almost at the same time, she saw a holy angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings on its back.

　　The angel took off a shadow, descended from the sky, and wrapped her and Hugh in a layer of flame wings.

　　When such a scene faded, Voorhees was about to say something when her body suddenly shuddered, sensing some kind of horrible and evil feeling flowing out of the void.

　　Her eyes glazed over, and without any hesitation at all, she crouched down, probed her hands, and grabbed the calves of Hugh and Viscount Stepford respectively.

　　At the same time, on the bracelet she wore on her wrist, the last dark cyan stone with burn marks emitted a light blue and illusory light.

　　In an instant, the figures of Forsyth and Hugh, Viscount Sturford, and Sherman became transparent and disappeared.

　　In two or three breaths, they left the dock area and appeared on the outskirts of St. George’s District.

　　During this process, Forsyth also utilized his extraordinary ability as a “Records Officer” to successfully “transcribe” a “trip”.

　　After examining the surroundings and confirming that the place was secluded and uninhabited and belonged to the mountains, Forsyth let go of his grip on the calves of Hugh and Viscount Stephod and straightened up his body.

　　”With the blessing of Mr. ‘Fool’s’ angel, there shouldn’t be any danger, and the ‘message’ one definitely can’t target us anymore.” Fools breathed a sigh of relief and said with a slight afterthought, “The one who finally descended was at least a Saint, luckily we escaped quickly ……”

　　Hugh gently put Sherman’s body away and said thoughtfully:

　　”If the one who ‘left a message’ was Sherman’s monitor, then she has most likely already investigated where we live and can’t go back there.”

　　”Well, change the place.” Voorhees said skillfully, then turned her attention to the unconscious and stiff Viscount Stepford, “Now it’s time for questioning, get a grip.”

　　As she spoke, she handed Hugh the “Lemanor’s Traveling Notebook” with a word of caution:

　　”It has ‘mind-reading’ on it, use it with the candlelight, and also, start with simple and unimportant questions first to lower the level of resistance.”

　　Hugh had just received the magic book with a serious expression, when his wrist suddenly shook, and he could no longer hold the “Lemanor’s Traveling Notebook”.

　　Splat!

　　The copper green notes fell to the ground, and Hugh frowned:

　　”It’s like flames ……”

　　Forsyth had just had a similar experience and said after a brief thought:

　　”Try dropping that cross.”

　　Hugh followed her advice and managed to pick up “Lemanor’s Traveling Notes”.

　　”It excludes other magical items,” Forsyth said, nodding slightly at the sight.

　　Hugh didn’t dwell on this issue and quickly prepared a lit candle.

　　Then, she drew out the “cold blade”, so that Viscount Sturford is no longer stiff and stagnant, as if possessed by a spirit.

　　When the courtier slowly awoke, she stimulated the corresponding page of “notes”.

　　Viscount Stretford became confused, and only the yellow candle flame remained in his eyes.

　　”Why did Sherman approach you?” Hugh uttered the question he had just thought of.

　　Viscount Stafford answered blankly:

　　”She wanted to investigate who I really serve.”

　　Hugh was stunned for a moment and instinctively asked:

　　”Who do you really serve?”

　　Viscount Stretford said slowly:

　　”His Majesty the King, of course.”