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Chapter 1019 Chapter 250. Iron Girl

"how do you know?"

Annan didn't expect to be recognized directly.

"Word has spread that Knight De La Torre and Lord Navan witnessed the knighthood ceremony of Annan Reeves."

It seems that the Holy Grail Knights have not yet declined, and they still have basic information circulation.

"But how do you prove it?"

"do you need?"

Annan pointed to their wounds. They were so bad, was there any need to lie to them?
"Who knows what the traitor wants to do next?" The knight's squire refused to give in.

Annan thought he was right, and said to Maria, "Call the judge over."

Taking advantage of the gap, Annan took out the spell book, first cast blessing and recovery magic, and then tore open the magic scroll.

The knights' squires were both lucky and unlucky. As assassinating the king was a serious matter, no one dared to let them die. But the price was countless tortures on the squires until their mouths were pried open.

"I'm half convinced now." said the attendant, who had regained some strength.

"Which half?"

"Annan is a Squib who knows no other spells."

crunch--

Annan clutched the leather magic scroll.

“Are there many people who say that?”

The term "Squib" comes from "Annan Porter" and has a similar meaning to "Mudblood".

"Anyone who knows you a little bit knows it."

Never mind...it's the truth.

And what's wrong with the squib? Even if other spellcasters can use universal spells, with the hand of the mage, they don't even need to do it themselves to sit on the toilet, but I can summon legendary and epic helpers when I am elite. Can other spellcasters do this?
The cell door was open and Annan stood outside talking to them.

The knight's squire suddenly shut his mouth and looked towards the passage where the footsteps came from.

After a while, Maria emerged from the depths of the passage with the president.
"Who am I?" Annan asked him.

The president of the court glanced at the knights and attendants in the cell, puffing out his fat belly and saying, "You are Young Master Olme, the acting branch president!"

"I'm talking about my true identity."

The judge shrank his belly and changed to flattery: "Do you want to tell them?"

"They're all a bunch of tough guys who won't give in, right?"

It has been several days since the King's Pilgrimage, and the Purification Court has not found anything.

"Yes, that's right. They kept their mouths shut...uh, I mean, we didn't use too much torture..." the president said cautiously.

"Hurry up and tell me." Annan didn't want to delve into it.

The judge heaved a sigh of relief and puffed out his belly again: "Listen carefully, followers. The one standing before you is the King of the North, the Champion Warlock, the Lord of the Floating City, Annan Reeves!
"With Ita Darken Bisco, member of the House of Representatives and president of the Purification Chamber..."

He quickly added his own name.

The knight's squire finally believed the other half, struggled to get up, and knelt on one knee in front of Annan: "Rhea Rah and the Round Table Team are at your disposal."

"listen to me?"

"You are a squire recognized by the three Holy Grail Knights, and you saved us. We trust you."

"What if I let you go back to Liberty City to recuperate?"

The knight's entourage looked puzzled.

"I have other purposes in Xinwangdu, and you can't help me. Besides..." Annan pointed at his face, "Your appearance has been remembered, and there is nothing you can do."

The knights' followers were silent for a long time before they accepted the fact that they had failed.

Annan said to the president, "Can I take them away?"

"Of course, you are the master here, but..." The president of the court first expressed his obedience, and then showed an embarrassment: "They assassinated the king. The royal family has been keeping an eye on this place. If we let them go, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it to the outside world..."

"I don't care. I have to take them away."

Facing the unreasonable Annan, the judge could only try to persuade Annan by saying that the king was even more unreasonable. Annan led the judge to the cell in front and asked Freeblade, who had already sentenced him to death in his heart, "Why did you assassinate the king?"

"what?"

The confused man raised his head.

Annan tilted his head: "Do you know what to do?"

"understood!"

The president of the court looked as if he had found a treasure, but Annan didn't believe him - these nobles had done this kind of prisoner replacement countless times.

Back deep in the dungeon, Annan prepared to take the knights and their followers to the Free City.

If they go to Liberty City, they will attract other Holy Grail Knights and followers, and then we can find a way to keep them...

"Lord Annan, have you seen the prisoners here?" Rhea Rah suddenly pointed behind the wall and said.

"What prisoner?"

"You don't know?"

The knight's squire, Rhea Rah, cast a suspicious look at the president.

The presiding judge hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Lord Annan, he must be talking about the prisoner in the deepest part of the dungeon..."

Upon hearing this, Annan looked towards the unknown area on the right.

There was no light there and no echo, so Annan thought it was a dark wall.

As the magic oil lamp was taken out, light invaded the dark land, illuminating a small area and revealing another prison door.

Annan flipped open the roster: "There are no new names on the roster."

"Because this prisoner is a little special..."

Annan approached the deepest cell with an oil lamp.

The darkness fled, and a girl wrapped in metal torture instruments emerged.

The heavy torture device was wrapped around the girl's soft neck, and the rusty iron sheet pierced into her slender collarbone, neck and waist, like a suit of armor locking her in. The girl lowered her head, as if she was sleeping, and her profile showed a perfect arc.

"How can you keep such a beautiful lady here?" Annan frowned.

The president of the court explained: "It's not us. She is...guarding the prisoners held by the church."

"They didn't take it?"

"I don't know if he forgot or wanted to leave the trouble to us..."

"Didn't you handle it?"

"No, she hasn't moved... If you don't look, there's nothing."

Annan didn't know what to say to them.

Those who are imprisoned in the deepest dungeon by the church are not good people. If you don't look, then there is no one? But the Purification Court has to work above your head...

Annan asked Riya Rah: "How did you know there was another prisoner?"

They say that late at night, faint breathing sounds can be heard from deep in the dungeon.

Annan looked solemnly at the iron girl who looked like a statue in the iron torture device.

Forget it, the Kingdom doesn’t care about him and he doesn’t plan to come to the Purification Court often anyway.

After opening the portal and sending his followers away, Annan and the others left the depths of the dungeon that made him uncomfortable.

The last ray of light faded away, and in the darkness, only the faint sound of breathing lingered...

……

Annan is nominally the president or acting president of the branch court, but in reality he is the master of the Purification Court with the final say.

After finding an excuse to deal with the murderer of the king's pilgrimage assassination case - since he could use the excuse of torture to destroy his face - Annan began to work hard for the position promised by the king.

The new capital of the king set off a new bloody storm. Wherever Master Olmey stretched his hand, the Free Blades were everywhere.

(End of this chapter)