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Chapter 22 Once upon a time

As for clarifying the reasons, the emperor forgives the nobles who abandoned the empire's territory without authorization. He will not say that he is beheaded and showed it to the public to serve as a warning! At least he will have to serve a hundred years in prison! He will work hard until his death!

Explanation? Who will listen to your explanation? Will the court?

"I'm not sure, I was awakened by the ringtone that night. You know, when I hear the ringtone, I think of the disgusting mage. The ringtone may be fourteen, maybe more, or less than thirteen."

Ickett asked quickly, which was important to him and to all those who were about to go to Windersol.

"That's right, teacher, at first my sister and I were very scared in the dungeon. The two undead were locked in a cage not far away. I finally stood up, but I still didn't dare to take my sister out.

But the next morning, I found a faint light in the dungeon. After finally touching it, I found a secret passage, and then I escaped with my sister.”

Ictor was a little strange. No matter how the two little girls escaped the dungeon, just as common sense, after the frontline aristocrats died in battle, their children enjoyed the basic guarantee of the empire. How could they become "city rats"?

Little Sasha understood the seriousness of the matter and recalled the situation that night very well.

Looking at the experience Sasha told, Ictor's attention was always firmly locked on the mage, as if he had brought the undead and corruption.

Since Ictor has chosen this path and this territory, he has the determination to defend her to the end!

Haha, he was so excited that he said it!

"Okay, teacher, but the day after tomorrow is the day when the territory was destroyed. No matter what, let's slow down our schedule! If the undead appears again this year, we may be."

"Thirteen strokes? Are you sure it's Thirteen strokes?"

Little Sasha's reply made Ictor scratch his head for a while, but if calculated based on the thirteen ringing times, this number coincides with the bell sound of Scarven's Demon City.

Thirteen, I really don’t know what magic this number has, so that it often appears in various legends, whether brilliance or weird.

Calm down! The more you are before you, the more calm you must be! Don’t be anxious! Don’t be dying!

If it weren't for her sister, Sasha wouldn't have burst out with such courage at that time. The two decayed undead were always staring at her, and the Sisen bones kept shaking the iron railings.

Despite making up for his determination to stick to his territory, Ictor still suppressed the blood that was gradually rising.

"Of course, observing for a little while isn't a bad thing."

"Let me think about it. I did hear the ringtone that night. The sound itself is not special, but the number of ringtones is about thirteen times."

It is impossible to retreat without fighting, and he will also implicate his family and be reborn as a human being. How could I have no feelings for his family in another world?

Ictor raised his eyebrows, never expecting that the bald gay man would have such a side.

"Sasha, do you have any characteristics of that ringtone? Or are there any signs when the undead attacks?"

"Yes, it's him, Chadwang can't say good or bad, but it does save our lives.

Later, when the people from the Inquisition came to look for us, I would never dare to reveal my identity again.”

Even the three-year-old child knew that it was nothing good for those who had something to do with the Inquisition, and Ictor praised Sasha's wit.

Judging from the situation at that time, the trial court is likely to be coming to completely "investigate" corrupt. If Sasha reveals her identity, the ending will be hard to say.

(End of this chapter)
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