Miss Torturer just wants to fish

Know that the first flames, with thick smoke, come out from the cracks in the windows on the top of the building.

"Look - the workshop is on fire!"

"Go and notify the people of the church to put out the fire!"

"How can a good place catch fire... save people!"

The street instantly became noisy.

Kanol and Lalea hid among the crowd of people who approached.

She watched all this with great interest, and spoke again.

"Count down to ten, sister Lalea."

"what?"

Lalea froze for a moment, but subconsciously followed suit.

And after thinking silently in the bottom of my heart is a number...

At the door, three guys with terrified expressions suddenly rushed out—it was the three members of the Inquisition just now!

"Help me—"

They shouted, and the moment they rushed out of the door...

There was a huge "explosion" sound in the entire workshop room.

"boom!"

Flames spurted from windows and doors, and the tongues of magical flames licked everything around them!

This is the deflagration phenomenon of magic flames - just like the phenomenon that normal flames will rapidly expand in a relatively closed space.

Even if there is no magic formula, the magic flame will detonate.

And it comes with a certain magical impact.

The three people who had just rushed out and the onlookers who were close to trying to put out the fire were all shocked by this magic power.

However, since Lalea didn't use too much magic power, the power of this burst of magic power was not too great, and it just made everyone stagger around briefly.

Only the three people who had just woken up and rushed out were hit and fell to the ground again.

Kanol laughed.

"Look, the time is just right."

Saying so, she turned and left with Lalea.

Lalea followed Kanol, and seemed to have some new doubts.

"Kanol... But if these three people are not dead, even though you blocked, uh, or lost their extraordinary power..."

"But they are former members of the Inquisition after all..."

"Now the Inquisition must have a way to confirm our magic characteristics, soul characteristics and appearance?"

"Shall we put on some disguise now?"

When Lalea asked, Kanol shook his head slightly.

"You don't need that at all, Sister Lalea."

"As for the reason...you can guess for yourself."

Kanol said rather maliciously.

Lalea was momentarily at a loss for words.

She could feel that after another level of strength improvement, the whole profession has been improved by a small segment, and even Kanol, who has extraordinary power...

The character seems to have become detached again, or... a little more willing to joke around.

She couldn't say whether this was a good thing, after all, if the children were lively and cheerful, there would be no problem...probably.

But Lalea didn't know that after the two left here...

Soon, two gray-robed members of the Heresy Trial also rushed over.

After all, this is the stronghold of the Heresy Inquisition, so the people who come here are naturally the people who are in charge of contacting the peripheral members of the Heresy Inquisition here!

Seeing the members of the Heresy Inquisition, the faces of the people changed slightly, and they moved away unconsciously.

They quickly extinguished the flames, and then helped the three unconscious people up.

Soon, the middle-aged man who looked the most honest and honest woke up.

He looked at the gray-robed man in front of him, his face was confused for a while, and then a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Master of the Inquisition Office?!"

He looked at these people in horror.

"I really don't know anything about the fire... I... I didn't betray the Holy Light!"

As he said this, the two gray-robed men frowned.

"The fourth group of the Holy City Friendship Zone... We know that this is not what you did, so you don't have to worry."

"The boss will not blame you."

"But you need to tell us, who exactly attacked you?"

And when the gray-robed man said that, the middle-aged man was stunned...

The fourth group, what fourth group?

Why would I, a small citizen of Shengdou in a processing workshop, alarm the director.

What are they talking about?

These words made him feel familiar yet strange.

I just woke up from a coma, and my head is still aching.

He gave a wry smile.

"I... I really don't know anything..."

"My lords of the Inquisition, I am a commoner, and a superhuman attacked here... How would I know who did it?"