On the other side, in the rest hall of the torture department.
The Goblin King, who was left waiting outside, naturally didn't know that inside the office, his own mother was showing off her baby to each other with the senior, and they were about to get into a fight.
She just sat on the sofa and waited boredly, but just sitting there was really boring, so she took out the snacks from her magic bag, and then took the trial order and started to swipe the magic network.
Just like that, she started killing time with a sip of happy water and a sip of potato chips.
Even though this was the Torture Department, a terrifying place that was said to be more terrifying than heaven and hell, even now she could still hear the screams and wails coming from the torture room not far away, but none of this could
The influence of Zhai Wuhun is enjoying the happiness of delicious food and magic net.
Ah Zhai's happiness is so simple.
However, she didn't wait long as a figure came and took her to sit on the sofa opposite her.
"So fast?"
The Fairy King originally thought that her own mother had returned, she said so.
However, when she raised her head, she only saw a strange witch sitting opposite, looking at her curiously.
It was a witch with white antlers and bones. She was tall and almost two meters tall. She was similar in stature to her mother. No wonder she had just made a mistake.
"Wendigo, you can call me that, are you the clown who is making a big splash today?"
Seeing that the Fairy King noticed her, this strange witch introduced herself and then asked.
"If there is no second clown in the Inquisition, then it should be me."
The Goblin King nodded politely, and then looked at Miss Wendigo with some curiosity.
She smelled the fresh smell of blood and
A strong smell of fear, despair and hatred.
Good guy, it's not the common Seven Deadly Sins, but the Three Hatreds. It's amazing.
Zhai Wuhun was slightly surprised.
Just like the growth of angels and witches requires the power of faith, the growth of demons and witches naturally requires the power of original sins, the most common of which are the seven original sins - pride, anger, gluttony, laziness, jealousy, greed, and lust.
This is also the source of power for the demons in the Abyss Hell.
But later, Lord Demon King Tianzong Genius added the three major hatreds to the seven original sins, namely fear, despair, and hatred.
It’s just that there are not many demon witches who can follow in the footsteps of the Demon King and add the Three Hatreds as the source of power on top of the Seven Deadly Sins. After all, the Seven Deadly Sins alone are like crossing the river on a tightrope.
If the difficulty is increased, the requirements for talent and will will be higher, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.
But now the goblin smells the scent of these three hatreds on the lady Wendigo opposite, which shows how powerful and terrifying this demon witch is.
Moreover
The Goblin King took a look at the devil's silver medal hanging on Miss Wendigo's waist.
Guigui, he is a great inquisitor, and he seems to be a few years older than me, only in his twenties. He is able to reach this position at such a young age. He is a damn genius. I am not upset at all.
When Dorothy didn't know much about the Inquisition, she didn't care much about the Grand Inquisitor status given to her by her own mother, but after chatting with the veteran Inquisitors in the hall just now, she finally
I finally understood the value of this silver medal.
Those four people before were all peak witches. How could a weakling like me, He De, stand on an equal footing with those big guys? He was just like a Hatch who had wandered into the pack of wolves.
Although the four previous ones seem to be at the top of the rankings among the Grand Inquisitors, it does not mean that all Grand Inquisitors are top tiers. Most of them are actually just top tier witches.
emmm Dorothy, Dorothy, you are really crazy. Even the top witches dare to use the word "only" to describe you. Have you forgotten your caution of checking yourself three times a day?
Oh, wait, I'm the Goblin King now, not my real body, so that's okay.
The Goblin King shook his head and threw away all the nonsense about being cautious and cautious.
After all, no matter how powerful or scary the Wendigo lady opposite is, it has nothing to do with her. The two of them are just strangers who have just met, and the development of the relationship is also biased toward friendly colleagues rather than enemies, so what's the point?
There is nothing to be afraid of.
The witch world is not the kind of dark and dark world where someone always comes and shouts, "This child is so terrifying, I can't stay here for a long time." Everyone is a well-established civil servant and must be civilized.
"Are you here to absorb original sin?"
Zhai Wuhun asked curiously.
The growth environment of the Demon Witch requires enough negative energy. For others, this torture department is a hellish and terrifying execution ground, but for the Demon Witch, it is as comfortable as going home. The prisoners who are tortured here are overflowing with energy.
The various negative energies emitted are a great tonic for them.
"Well, thanks to these angels and witches you captured, their despair and fear are delicious."
Wendigo also looked at this clown colleague with some surprise. She was obviously a dragon witch, could she also feel the aura of original sin?
"Delicious? Really? That thing actually has taste?"
The Goblin King, who was just asking casually at first, suddenly became excited. She suddenly felt that the potato chips in her hand no longer tasted good.
"Well, it does have a taste, but only we devils and witches can taste it."
Wendigo was startled by this suddenly excited colleague, but he still patiently explained.
"What does it taste like? Is this delicious?"
As soon as she heard about a brand-new food, Dorothy's food spirit stirred. She hadn't published a new witch recipe for a long time. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but because she didn't have any good inspiration recently. She used to think that high-end ingredients were rare.
But after eating it every day for the past two months, I got a little tired of it.
However, she didn't expect that something like emotional original sin would have a taste. This suddenly gave her an inspiration, and she felt that her new recipe might be here.
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Talk about it.
Although she could actually go back and ask others, she thought about the three demon witches she knew.
Audrey? Forget it, this little junior sister club is probably like that. How can they dare to use the original sin of lust to enhance their charm?
Madeleine? emmm, forget it, this president is bent on martial arts. Apart from being a little greedy for my body, he seems to have never tempted anyone else. He is a disgrace to a succubus.
Teacher Spider? The teacher may have some skills, but her main occupation is puppetry and architecture. I really don’t know how to use the power of original sin.
Gee, why are all the devils and witches I know so weird? There are very few who really carry forward the traditional craftsmanship of devils.
I feel that the Wendigo lady across from me is more reliable. She can absorb the three major hatreds at a young age. This power of original sin can be played very smoothly at a glance.
"Potato chips? There are these in the Witch's Magic Kitchen series, but it's a pity that I can't learn the magic spell well."
When she saw these potato chips, Miss Wendigo's eyes suddenly lit up. She was not polite and directly reached out to take a few pieces and tasted them.
This actually made the Goblin King feel helpless for the main body. Listening to the tone of the demon witch lady, one could tell that she was someone who knew a lot about the witch series of spells. She was probably a witch fan. How come you could meet witch fans everywhere.
"Well, it's really delicious. It's even better than what the chef in the imperial kitchen makes. It's amazing. Miss Clown, where did you buy this?"
Miss Wendigo originally just took a few pieces of potato chips to satisfy her craving. At the same time, she also intended to make friends with the clown Grand Inquisitor who was making a big splash today and build a relationship between the two parties.
What she didn't expect was the unexpected deliciousness of these potato chips. Even a witch like her who had been accustomed to all kinds of delicacies since childhood was a little surprised.
Originally, she just wanted to eat two slices for a while, but now she couldn't control her hands.
When the Goblin King saw this, she immediately smiled. She took out a plate of potato chips from her bag, and took out a large can of happy water and gave it to her colleague.
Hey, her delicious food bribery skills are always good for you.
But, the imperial kitchen? Hey, my God, is this a little princess who escaped from the devil's kingdom?
Hearing the words that Miss Wendigo had just subconsciously spoken, Zhai Wuhun was shocked.
But she quickly regained her composure.
Well, my mother is also a prince. Who is not a minor official these days?
"If you like it, then eat more. I made these myself and you can't buy them outside."
The Goblin King said this while pouring the other party a glass of happy water.
On the other side, the Wendigo who had just been distracted by the delicious food and accidentally let it slip also reacted, but she carefully looked at the clown colleague and saw that she didn't seem to care much about her almost exposed appearance.
Identity, I was relieved, and at the same time I looked at the clown lady with a slightly closer look.
With her noble status, the reason why she came to work in the Tribunal was not only to better absorb negative energy and strengthen the power of original sin, but also what she valued most was that the judges here all wore masks, so that no one would keep an eye on her identity every day.
, and then surrounded her like flies, which made her very annoyed.
To be continued...