Chapter 151 Lost (Please Subscribe! Please Ask for a Monthly Pass!!)

Located on the banks of the River of Cogs.

"Bah! Just relying on a few crusaders in iron bumps to bring me back, the desireless are still too naive, much more naive than when they were playing priests!"

Cheryl, the judge from the Inquisition Tribunal, squatted halfway on the roof of an alchemy workshop, looking down at the four crusaders who were looking for her whereabouts on the bridge.

Her smug tone didn't last long, when a burning pain suddenly came from her shoulder, and a dark purple symbol appeared on her shoulder.

"Shadow mark?!" She recognized the symbol on her shoulder, and at the same time, the four crusaders also spotted her whereabouts at this moment, and ran towards her.

"No Desire, you bloody dirty shepherd!"

After she complained, she immediately jumped off the roof and fell into the alley next to her.

Four crusaders began to search the area, but she quickly escaped from the alley by relying on her inhuman mobility.

The burning pain on her shoulders gradually disappeared, and she climbed up to the top floor of an alchemy workshop again, and began to think about where to go next.

But after thinking about it for a moment, she was sorry...she was lost.

The mission of the Church's Inquisition Tribunal is to obliterate the 'rebels' who are detrimental to the Church, and in her view, the Inquisitors themselves are treasonous existences in this world.

She has inherited the incomparable power given by the church, but this power is very unstable and may get out of control at any time.

Therefore, every judge must stay in the core area of ​​the holy city of the church when he is not performing his mission.

This is a great honor for every believer in the country of the holy religion, because the core area of ​​the holy city is the holy place closest to the gods.

But to her, it was equivalent to a prison. If it wasn't for the singing of the church choir that could alleviate the side effects of her loss of power, she would have escaped from that ghostly place more than a hundred years ago.

But after coming to Nolan, the situation has changed completely.

Cheryl took out a pitch-black primordial from the pocket of her clothes. After she injected magic power into it, she could vaguely hear the singing voice coming from the primordial.

This soothing singing calmed her restless consciousness a little bit, but it was only 'slightly', if she stopped looking for something 'to make herself happy' to distract her attention.

Sooner or later, those crazy whispers would keep echoing in her mind again.

"The Bauhinia Theater is nearby, why don't we watch "Beauty and the Devil" again?"

"This is already the first time, the fifth or sixth time, Sansa, are you really not tired of watching it?"

"It's okay, how about you, Herlan?"

Cheryl, who had been hiding on the roof of the alchemy workshop, was attracted by the discussion. She looked under the alchemy workshop and found a familiar figure.

"The succubus in the Hearthstone Tavern..."

Cheryl stared at the five girls standing in front of the alchemy studio. The robes they wore proved that they all came from the same magic academy, but there was a succubus among them.

According to the duties of the judge, Cheryl should have killed this 'enemy of the gods', but Cheryl recognized the succubus as an attendant working in the Hearthstone Tavern.

And Nolan's Hearthstone Tavern was the only place besides the choir in the Holy City where she could feel the emotion of 'joy'. It should not be said to be joy, it should be said to be excitement.

In the past two weeks, relying on the game called Hearthstone, she completely forgot about those damn whispers.

She watched the five girls on the roof, and after a short conversation, two of them chose to leave.

Maybe return to the Hearthstone Tavern with that succubus?

Cheryl thought for a moment, but still followed the succubus, but she didn't dare to get too close.

The body of this succubus is surrounded by a faint breath of death, as if some undead creatures are hovering around this succubus.

Cheryl followed them through the River of Gears, hoping to return to the Hearthstone Tavern under the leadership of the succubus.

But her hopes were in vain, and in the end they did not return to the Hearthstone Tavern, but instead came to a place called the Whitebud Theater.

"Why are demons still interested in stage plays!"

She stood in front of the door of the Baijinghua Theater and explained that the succubus walked into the theater, wondering whether to go in with her.

A stage play would not be over within an hour or two. After such a long time, she could find out the location of the Hearthstone Tavern by just looking for anyone on the street.

But the four crusaders who came after her with the 'Shadow Mark' left her with no choice at all.

In order to hide, she could only temporarily walk into the Baijinghua Theater.

The Baijinghua Theater was an excellent hiding place. Crowds from all over occupied the entire theater hall. The originally open theater hall seemed a bit crowded at this time.

Cheryl walked through the crowd to the corner of the theater hall, where there was a row of benches for resting, and Cheryl was lucky to find a seat.

She sat in that position unceremoniously. From the time she was rambunctious in the morning to now, even the best judge would feel tired.

"Is this lady also watching the new movie?"

A voice sounded in Cheryl's ear. She turned her head and saw a familiar figure, Chaos Demon Joshua, but she preferred to call him the innkeeper.

As a heretic inquisitor, she did take over the task of assassinating Joshua, but the motivation for carrying out this task was not so much the loyalty to the church, but rather the desire to hear a short chorus after completing the task class singing.

Cheryl has now found something far more interesting than the singing of the choir, as for the task?

To challenge a Chaos Demon alone, or a Chaos Demon that might be prepared, is simply asking for death.

"Movie?"

Cheryl guessed that Joshua didn't know her real identity, so she could talk to him calmly.

She could already vaguely hear those whispers starting to sway in her ears, and if she didn't find something to make her happy, then her life might really be in danger.

At this moment, the audience in the entire Baijinghua Theater suddenly let out a sound of amazement.

Because the poster of "Beauty and the Devil" hanging in the theater suddenly disappeared and was replaced by the poster of "This Devil Is Not So Cold".

The poster of Demon Slayer Leon and the little girl Matilda holding a potted plant walking on the road caught Cheryl's attention for a few seconds and at the same time aroused Cheryl's interest.

"certainly…"

The crazily whispering in the ear began to become clearer and clearer, and Cheryl had no choice but to give an affirmative answer.

Anyway, this is not the first time she has accepted the temptation of this demon, and now she only hopes that this so-called movie can be interesting enough.