Chapter 171 Rescue (4000 Words)

Cheryl's post soon appeared in the 'Immovable Library' subsection of the Spellcaster Forum, but no one responded for a full three minutes.

This is also natural. Although there is a certain time difference between the Kingdom of the Holy Order and Nolan, for the residents of Nolan, the current time is still in the middle of the night.

There are not many people who log into the magic net at this late night, but occasionally a group of spellcasters have developed the habit of "taking a few glances at the magic net before going to bed" in the past few days.

Because of this habit, many people woke up from their beds in an instant after they saw Sister Skotan's distress post in the Fudong library section.

‘Has Miss Skritan left the Inquisition of the Church for Nolan? ’ Respondent: Whispering Grimoire.

‘Correct it, it should be fleeing to Nolan. From the content description, it can be seen that the nun is being hunted down by the judges of the church. ’ Respondent: Short-touch wand.

'What about the specific location? Maybe there's someone around who can help. ’Respondent: The person who passed on the fire.

Cheryl was a little dazed looking at the pile of comments that suddenly appeared under the post. She rarely enters this state of daze, which is a big taboo for assassins.

But looking at the replies in the post, these replies are only words composed of the simplest inscriptions, but Cheryl's mood is very complicated.

Perhaps in a certain corner of Nolan City, there is a spellcaster who has never met Cheryl, and only because of reading the book "Diary of a Heretic Judge" knows "Sister Skotan".

Although he had never met, he put down the work at hand, or got up from the bed, and began to worry about her safety...

But worry is one thing, and willingness to risk your life to help a stranger you've never met is another.

'I'm in the alley behind a Croker's Wand Shop. ’ Respondent: Sister Skotan.

Cheryl knew that this was unrealistic, but she was not willing to give up this last hope.

When she sent this reply, she felt the judge's breath approaching the alley.

"Dinisha, come to me quickly."

Cheryl immediately grabbed Denisa's hand, pulled her and hid together in the waste pile composed of discarded parts.

The waste pile happened to be under the shadow of the alley, Cheryl covered Denisa's mouth, suppressed her breathing to the minimum, and quietly listened to the movement around her.

The news on the caster forum is still being refreshed, but Cheryl has no energy to pay attention to those. She can be sure that the judge has walked into the alley.

She could hear footsteps that were so subtle that they were almost invisible, during which she drew a dagger and was ready to fight to the death.

It is a team of judges composed of three people, and one of them is the chief judge.

They didn't find Cheryl hiding in the scrap pile at the corner of the alley, but they were sure that the traitor was hiding in the alley.

The pace of the three judges became even slower, and Cheryl felt that the only sound around her was Denisa's somewhat rapid breathing.

When a judge stood beside the waste pile, Cheryl knew that there was no way to hide any longer.

Relying on the remaining strength of her body, she rushed out of the waste pile, bared her fangs like a snake, swung the dagger in her hand at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and drew a scarlet arc in mid-air, slashing Severed the arm of the nearest judge.

But the other two judges also reacted immediately. The tip of the staff held by one of the judges released a gray shock. The narrow alley did not allow Cheryl to have any room to hide.

Her body was slammed against the wall of the alley, and then fell into a puddle of water on the ground of the alley. There were a lot of small wounds on her body, and the overflowing blood dyed the puddle scarlet. .

"Sheryl!"

Denisa rushed out of the waste pile and wanted to run to Cheryl who fell on the ground, but was grabbed by the arm by one of the judges, and lost consciousness instantly under the action of the gray mist.

Cheryl, who fell into the stagnant water, wanted to stand up, but the serious injuries to her internal organs and body completely robbed her of her body's ability to move. She fell powerlessly on the ground and watched the presiding judge approach step by step.

"Let me down, Cheryl... why did you choose to betray? Apart from the Inquisition, there is no other place in this world that can tolerate your existence."

The presiding judge's voice reached Cheryl's ears, but she was not in the mood to pay attention at all...

Speaking of it made Cheryl herself feel ridiculous. She was still in the mood to read the post when she was dying, or it was the only thing she could do now.

The posts on the caster forum occupied her somewhat blurred vision, and the messages on the posts were being refreshed rapidly.

'Croker's wand shop... no memory, anyone know where it is? ! ’ Respondent: Night Watchman.

‘Even if you know, is it still too late? That's the heresy judge of the church, and it's very troublesome to get into trouble with those executioners' Respondent: Mlok.

‘This is Nolan, Nolan’s law does not allow people to kill people in the street, and you don’t want to read the content behind "Diary of a Heretic Judge"? ! ’Respondent: The person who passed on the fire.

Cheryl couldn't help laughing when she saw this series of news. In the end, the spellcasters were most concerned about the update of her diary, but this was also something she was proud of...

The only thing she can be proud of in this life.

Cheryl left the last two words on the spellcaster forum with her fingers.

'Don't come...' Reply: Sister Skotan.

A chief judge and two judges are not something an ordinary spellcaster can defeat. Even if a spellcaster really rushes over, it will only put him in a dangerous situation.

Even after Denisa was sent back to the Inquisition, those bishops would not do anything to her, because Denisa was special...

So Cheryl has nothing to fear.

"What are you laughing at? Foul traitor."

The judge didn't understand that she could laugh like this before she died, and he grabbed Cheryl by the neck and grabbed her.

But in Cheryl's field of vision, there were only news constantly refreshing on the caster forum.

‘Croker’s wand shop is right next to Nolan’s teleportation array! Is anyone near Nolan's teleportation array! ’Respondent: No dictionaries.

‘My place of work is there, but I’m at home now, damn it…why didn’t that stingy boss let me stay longer today. ’Respondent: The gold coin of the eternal sleep.

Cheryl's vision became more and more blurred as she stared at these replies, until the last message that popped up suddenly made Cheryl's consciousness instantly clear.

'I'm behind the alley at Crocker's Wandshop! ’ Respondent: Short-touch wand.

"..."

Seeing the news, Cheryl instantly raised her head over the shoulder of the presiding judge, and instantly saw a spell caster standing at the end of the alley panting for breath.

Judging from his age and attire, he is just an apprentice spellcaster.

Damn it... Cheryl didn't have any thoughts of rejoicing at all, because a judge had already taken out a weapon and walked towards the apprentice spellcaster.

The spellcaster apprentice who seemed to be a 'short-touch wand' saw the judge take out his weapon, and instantly stepped back in fear, with a horrified expression on his face.

It seemed that even if he summoned up the courage to come here, it would still be impossible for him to face the judge whose hands were stained with the blood of hundreds or even thousands of people.

He began to regret... regretting why he ran over because of being a hero for a while.

"The caster who happened to come here is still your friend? I didn't expect that someone like you would be willing to save you from a filthy betrayer."

The presiding judge held Cheryl's neck tightly, and she felt a feeling of suffocation for a moment, and she whimpered in pain.

This whimpering sound was heard by the caster of the 'short-touch wand'. Although the caster was only an apprentice, he was also a man. At this moment, he suppressed his fear and took out his staff to aim at one of the judges.

Fiery inscriptions appeared around him, a fireball spewed out from the front of the wand and shot at the judge, but the judge just threw a dagger and pierced the fireball directly, embedded behind the spellcaster apprentice on the wall.

His cheek was scratched by the sharp dagger, and he sat down on the ground weakly, with a terrified expression on his face.

"Sad seeker, next time this dagger will be aimed at your head, get out of here," said the judge.

The 'short-touch wand' that was sitting on the ground choked up, and stood up tremblingly. The first thing he did was not to run away, nor to release spells to continue resisting, but to write a reply on the caster forum.

'I can't beat it! ’ Respondent: Short-touch wand.

'Get out of the way, let me come, you are in the way! ’Respondent: Thunder Crystal.

who? The 'short-touch magic wand' did not expect that there would be people coming to this gloomy alley, he followed the instructions above and quickly ran away...

"Human friendship is such a fragile thing, Cheryl... finally confess the mistakes you have made in solitude."

Seeing the caster flee, the presiding judge laughed at Cheryl.

Cheryl, who was suffocating, was still able to maintain a calm mind. After hearing that the caster escaped, she was slightly relieved.

She didn't want to hurt anyone, let alone the readers who liked her books. At the moment when the darkness gradually swallowed her vision, her eyes were suddenly illuminated by a bright light.

A magic circle composed of a large number of inscriptions instantly appeared above the alley, and the pale yellow magic circle revealed a burst of lightning.

Thunder resounded throughout the alley, and directly fell from the sky, hitting the presiding judge and the two judges.

This is not a 'little fireball' level of magic, but an advanced magic that has been prepared for a long time.

The presiding judge was surrounded by lightning, and the pain and numbness made him look at Cheryl in surprise.

This time the action was perfect. There should be no reason to attract law enforcement officers to help Cheryl. Could it be that this betrayer still knows some powerful spellcasters in Nolan? !

The thunder that fell from the sky forced the judge to loosen Cheryl's restraint, so that he could more flexibly dodge the attack of the thunder.

After several consecutive lightning strikes, the ground was covered with scorched black marks.

"Dirty sneak attacker..." The presiding judge glanced around, but did not see the guy who cast the spell.

"Dirty? I don't want to be described by you executioners with such words."

The spell caster had no intention of hiding, she walked out of the shadows directly, and to the judge's surprise, the spell caster was a girl who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old.

Although the presiding judge didn't know how Cheryl knew this powerful magician.

But due to age, he is still too naive in terms of combat experience.

She was alone, exposed in front of the presiding judge, and the presiding judge had countless ways to catch her without a fight...

"Your friend is really stupid."

The judge said to Cheryl who fell to the ground.

He took out his staff, and was ready to teach this arrogant girl a lesson, called the lesson of what happens to a person who is brave.

"The real... stupid person... is you."

Cheryl resisted the pain in her body and said such a sentence.

After the presiding judge heard Cheryl's words, he had a bad premonition. A large amount of magic element fluctuations suddenly appeared around him. The intensity of the fluctuations was not high, but the amount was terrifying.

The two judges were waiting for the judge's order to attack the female spellcaster who used thunder system magic, but several spellcasters slowly walked to her side...

"what have you done?"

The presiding judge saw that the newly appeared spellcasters were already planning to retreat, and the magic aura emanating from them was definitely not at the level of apprentices!

They are most likely great magicians from an academy in Nolan.

What surprised the presiding judge the most was that he also saw the figures of four dwarves... Not only at the front of the alley, but also on the rooftops were several spellcasters and dwarves.

They are surrounded.

The presiding judge remembered that Cheryl had only performed tasks in Nolan for a few days! How can she get to know so many spellcasters and dwarves just for the task of the past few days... and want to save her collectively at the risk of angering the Inquisition?

Cheryl didn't answer, but just let out a soft laugh, and the posts on the spellcaster forum were still being updated in front of her eyes.

‘Just come here according to the location where the thunder resounds. ’Respondent: Thunder Crystal.

'Don't panic, I've already sent someone over. ’ Respondent: Gray Owl.

'Magical Cock On Top! I'll be right there. ’ Respondent: Black Iron Long Sword.

‘Fighting is counted as me! There are also card packs! ’ Respondent: Hammer of Long Frost.

Facing the siege of such a large number of spellcasters and dwarves, it is impossible to defeat it with only one judge and two judges, but before that, the judge must execute the traitor first.

The chief judge's staff released gray mist, and the mist turned into a sharp long sword that pierced Cheryl's forehead, but cut off a few of Cheryl's hair ends, and was about to touch his skin At that time, it was dispelled by the same gray force.

The presiding judge looked into the depths of the alley, and the gray and powerful master slowly came out from the other side of the alley.

"Who are you?"

After using this 'power' for so many times, it was the first time it failed. Without this power, he had no way to attack at all.

"who I am?"

Joshua, who had just rushed all the way from the Hearthstone Tavern to the alley behind the wand shop, walked slowly towards the presiding judge, and the mark on Joshua's palm emitted a dim light.

Joshua glanced at Cheryl who was lying on the ground, then smiled and gave the presiding judge an answer.

"A reminder."

"…absurd!"

There was no time to chat with the presiding judge, the casters behind him had already started to prepare offensive magic, and the dwarves also took up their weapons and rushed up, the two judges alone could not stop them, he could only choose Get away from here for now.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Joshua walked up to Cheryl who fell on the ground and helped her up.

"I have a question for you before you pass out."

Joshua's hands were already covered with Cheryl's blood, and she wouldn't last long if she didn't receive treatment.

"what is the problem?"

Cheryl knew that she was safe, so she began to feel sleepy, vaguely wanting to fall asleep.

"Is there any update tonight?" Qiao Xiu said.

And Qiao Xiu's words instantly awakened Cheryl from sleepiness.