As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

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"Pamela, wait for me here first."

Ai Wen asked the cat girl to stay where she was, and found a secluded place to take off her scarf, and changed back to her original attire.

Then deliberately swaggered past the main entrance.

"—this elegant lady!"

Father Burton called her from behind:

"Please wait!"

"what's up."

The silver-haired girl stopped and asked indifferently.

Her timing was perfect.

At this time, other people are still in class, and the other party can only ask her if they want to ask questions.

"It turned out to be Miss Garcia!"

Father Bolton obviously knew the swordswoman, and his attitude immediately became flattering:

"Today is really a good day, may the holy light protect you."

——Holy light fools you, but it cannot fool me.

Someone murmured in his heart.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

She frowned slightly, showing a look of unwillingness to get close to others.

This is her normal personality.

"Please stay!"

It has been a long time since Father Bolton came to the Kingdom of Poultan, and he hasn't really connected with a dignitary, so how could he let this opportunity pass?

He hurriedly walked to her side and made a prayer gesture:

"To be honest, I just felt an evil aura on you...can you let me check it carefully for you?"

Chapter 36 Are You My Master?

"yes."

The silver-haired girl asked lightly:

"How do you want to check?"

Hearing her words, Bolton swallowed secretly.

If it was normal, he would definitely be willing to communicate intimately with such a beautiful and figured woman.

It's a pity that there are more important things now, so I can only regretfully give up this idea.

"It's simple."

He answered honestly:

"I will baptize you with holy water..."

"Not interested in."

Egwene turned and left.

"—Please wait!"

Bolton chased after him out of breath:

"The aura on your body is really terrifying, it may threaten your life!"

"Shh!"

The silver-haired girl directly pulled out the sword and put it on his neck.

"If your next explanation doesn't satisfy me."

She stared at the priest in front of her coldly:

"I promise, it will never be me whose life is threatened."

"Please listen to my explanation..."

Bolton was so frightened that his legs went limp.

This is not Listea.

His superficial identity is just an ordinary priest, and no one will stand up for him if he was cut off with a sword because he offended the powerful.

However, after a lot of rhetorical excuses, he finally gained the trust of the silver-haired girl.

"Is there really evil energy in me?"

After hearing his words, the silver-haired girl frowned and said:

"Why didn't I feel it?"

"Maybe the energy doesn't come from you."

Bolton replied with a stern look on his face:

"It's because you recently came into contact with someone you shouldn't be in contact with, and you accidentally got the breath of the other person."

He was also a little strange.

Originally, he just wanted to use his usual tricks to trick the other party into taking the bait.

But just now, he seemed to really feel a hint of darkness.

However, this breath was quite weak, and it came and went, which made him a little uncertain.

"Really? I rarely interact with people."

The silver-haired girl said slowly:

"I've only communicated with one mentor in the past few days, but she can't be the kind of person you said."

"This is not necessarily the case!"

Hearing her words, Bolton's spirits lifted!

"—Please be sure to tell me who the mentor is, and I will help you make a correct judgment."

He said solemnly:

"You must understand that this is also responsible for the safety of you and that mentor;"

"It is very likely that something extremely terrifying has been mixed into this academy. It is very cunning and good at disguising. Only the Holy Light can reveal its true form."

"……let me consider it."

The silver-haired girl didn't immediately agree.

"With all due respect, the sooner this matter is dealt with, the better."

Bolton warned her in a heavy tone:

"Evil will gradually grow stronger. If the opponent becomes stronger to a certain extent, even I cannot deal with it."

night.

The silver-haired girl had just finished her dinner when Father Burton came to visit.

"May I ask how you think about it?"

Bolton looked anxious.

Apparently he had already sent someone to investigate in detail in the academy, but found nothing:

"Our enemy is very powerful. As time goes by, it will become stronger. You are the only one who can stop it. Please understand this."

"Ok."

Aiwen pretended to be helpless and said:

"But you must promise me that before the truth is revealed, the reputation of that mentor will not be damaged in any way."

"Of course, the messenger of God has always cherished the reputation of others."

Bolton replied excitedly.

Don't blame him for losing his composure, it's because the recent experience made him too aggrieved.

The dissatisfaction from above, the ridicule from his subordinates, the contempt of those mud-legged Poltans... these things have already made him unbalanced, and he can't wait to make some results.

"Angelina?"

But when he heard the name of the suspect, he was stunned:

"The youngest master alchemist in the history of the kingdom?"

"Yes."

The silver-haired girl sighed:

"If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have suspected her... But if you think about it carefully, she does have a lot of suspicious things."

"This matter... I'm afraid it's a bit troublesome."

Cold sweat broke out on Bolton's forehead.

He took out his handkerchief, wiped his forehead and said:

"If it's okay for ordinary people, I can apply for a compulsory investigation from above, but Angelina's reputation is too great;"

"Unless I can produce enough evidence, if I dare to do anything to her, I will definitely be imprisoned by your king."

"What kind of evidence do you want?"