The post by Cheriel soon appeared in the "Don't Move Library" section of the Spellcaster Forum, but no one responded to it after three minutes.

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

There are not many people logging in to the Magic Net at night, but occasionally a group of spellcasters have developed the habit of "on the Magic Net before going to bed" during these days.

It was because of this habit that after they saw the help from Sister Scotton, they instantly woke up from the bed after seeing the Fukun Library Division.

‘Have Miss Scottane left the church of the heresy court to Nolan?’ Responder: Whispering the Demon.

‘Adjustment, it should be that I escaped to Nolan. Judging from the content narrative, the nun is being hunted by the judges of the church.’ Responder: Short-touch wand.

‘What about the specific location? Maybe someone around can help.’ Reply: The person who spreads the fire.

Sheriel was a little stunned when she saw a lot of comments that suddenly appeared below the post. She rarely entered this state of dazedness, which was a taboo for assassinators.

But looking at the replies in the post, these replies are just texts composed of the simplest inscriptions, which makes Cheriel very complicated.

Perhaps in a corner of Nolan City, there was a spellcaster who was not familiar with Cheriel, who only met "Miss Scottish" because he had read the book "Diary of the Heresy Judgmenter".

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

But worrying is one thing, and it is another to risk your life to help a stranger you have never seen before.

‘I’m in a lane behind a Crocker Wand Shop.’ Responder: Sister Scottan.

Cheryl knew this was an unrealistic thing, but she was not willing to give up the only hope.

When she sent this reply, she felt the breath of the judge begin to approach the alley.

"Dinisha, come to me quickly."

Cheriel immediately grabbed Denisa's hand and pulled her to hide in the waste pile composed of discarded parts.

The waste pile was just in the shadow of the alley. Cheryl covered Denisa's mouth, suppressed her breath to the lowest point, and listened quietly to the movements around her.

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

She could hear the slightest sound of footsteps, and during this time she drew a dagger and was ready to fight to the death.

It is a three-person judge's team, one of which is the presiding judge.

They did not find Cheryl hiding in the scrap pile in the corner of the alley, but they were sure that the betrayer was hiding in the alley.

The three judges' pace became slower, and Cheryl felt that only Denisa's breathing was left behind in the sound of the surroundings.

When a judge stood by the pile of waste, Cheryl knew that he could no longer hide.

She rushed out of the pile of waste with the remaining power of her body, revealing her fangs like a snake, and waved the dagger in her hand at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, slashing a scarlet arc in the air, cutting off the arm of the closest judge.

But the other two judges also immediately reacted. The tip of the staff held in one of the judges released a gray impact, and the narrow alley did not allow any room for Sheriel to hide.

Her body was thrown hard on the wall of the alley, and then fell into a piece of water on the ground of the alley. A large amount of tiny wounds appeared on her body. The blood overflowed from the water turned scarlet.

"Sheriel!"

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

Sheriel, who was lying in the water, wanted to stand up, but the serious injuries suffered by her internal organs and body completely took her body's ability to move. She fell to the ground weakly and looked at the presiding judge step by step.

"Short me, Cheryl...why 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 came into Cheriel's ears, but she was not in the mood to pay attention...

It made Cheriel 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 post from the Spellcaster Forum occupied her somewhat blurred vision, and the messages on the post were refreshing quickly.

‘Crocker Wand Shop…I don’t remember, does anyone know where it is?!’ Responder: Night Watcher.

‘Is it still too late even if I know? That is the heresy judge of the church, and it is very troublesome to get involved in the executioners’ replies: Mlok.

‘This is Nolan. Nolan’s law does not allow murder in the street, and do you don’t want to read the contents of the “Diary of the Heresy Judgmenter”?!’ Reply: The Man Who Spreads Fire.

Sheriel couldn't help laughing as she looked at the series of news. In the end, what the casters were most concerned about was the update of her diary, but this was also something that deserved her pride...

The only thing she is proud of in her life.

Sheriel left the last two words on the caster forum with her fingers.

‘Don’t come…’ Responder: Sister Scottan.

A presiding judge and two judges are not something that an ordinary spellcaster can defeat. Even if a spellcaster really comes over, it will only put him in danger.

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

So Cheryl has nothing to be afraid of.

"What are you laughing at? The dirty betrayer."

The presiding judge didn't understand that she could laugh like this before she died. He grabbed Cheriel's neck and grabbed her.

But there are only news that keeps refreshing on the Spellcaster Forum in Sheriel's vision.

‘Crocker Wand Shop is right next to the Nolan Teleportation Array! Is anyone near the Nolan Teleportation Array?’ Responder: No-word Dictionary.

‘My workplace is there, but I’m at home now, damn… Why didn’t the stingy boss ask me to stay for a while today?’ Reply: The gold coins for sleeping.

Sheriel's vision became more and more blurred when watching the reply messages, until the last message suddenly popped up made Sheriel's consciousness instantly awake.

‘I’m behind the alley of Crocker’s Wand Shop!’ Responder: Short-Touch Wand.

“…”

Seeing this news, Cheryl instantly raised his head and crossed the presiding judge's shoulder, and instantly saw a spellcaster standing at the end of the alley panting.

Judging from age and outfit, it is just a spellcaster apprentice.

Damn… Sheriel had no idea of ​​any gratitude in her heart, because a judge had already taken out his weapon and walked towards the caster apprentice.

The spellcaster apprentice, who seemed to be the "short touch wand", took several steps back in fear after seeing the judge take out his weapon, and also showed a look of horror on his face.

It seems that even if he mustered up the courage to come here, it is still impossible to face the judge whose blood has been stained with hundreds or even thousands of people.

He began to regret...why did he run over because he was a hero for a while.

"The spellcaster who happened to come here or your friend? I didn't expect someone to come and save you if you are a filthy betrayer like you."

The presiding judge clenched Cheriel's neck, and she felt a suffocating feeling in an instant, making a painful whimper.

The whimper was heard by the caster of the "Short Touch Wand". Although the caster was just an apprentice, he was also a man. At this moment, he suppressed his fear and took out the staff and pointed it at one of the judges.

A hot inscription appeared around him, and a fireball gushed out toward the front of the wand and shot towards the judge, but the judge just threw a dagger and pierced the fireball directly, embedded in the wall behind the caster's apprentice.

He was cut through his cheek by this sharp dagger, and he sat down on the ground with a little helpless expression, his face full of horror.

"Dear seeker, this dagger will aim at your head next time, get out of here," said the judge.

The "short touch wand" sitting on the ground choked and stood up tremblingly. The first thing he did was not to escape or release the spell to continue to resist, but to write a reply on the caster forum.

‘I can’t beat it!’ Responder: Short-touch wand.

‘Hurry up and let me do it, you are very inconvenient!’ Respondent: Thunder Crystal.

Who? ‘Short Touch Wand’ I didn’t expect that someone would come to this gloomy alley. He ran away quickly according to the instructions above...

"What a fragile thing in human friendship, Cheryl... Finally, he confessed to his mistakes in loneliness."

After seeing the caster escape, the presiding judge mocked Cheriel.

Sheriel, who was suffocating, could still maintain a calm mind. After hearing the caster escape, she felt a little relieved.

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

A magic circle composed of a large number of inscriptions appeared in an instant above the alley, and the light yellow magic circle was filled with explosive light.

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

This is not a magic at the level of "Little Fireball", but an advanced magic that has been prepared for a long time.

The presiding judge was surrounded by lightning, and the pain and paralysis made him look at Cheriel in front of him in surprise.

This time the action was perfect, there should be no reason to attract law enforcement to help Cheriel. Could it be that this betrayer still knows some powerful spellcaster in Nolan?!

The lightning falling from the sky forced the presiding judge to let go of Cheryl's restraints to allow himself to avoid the attacks of the lightning more flexibly.

After several consecutive thunderfalls ended, the ground was already covered with charred marks.

"Dirty sneak attacker..." The presiding judge looked around and saw no guy who released the spell.

"Dirty? I don't want you executioners to use this word."

The caster had no intention of hiding, and she walked out of the darkness. What surprised the presiding judge was that the caster was a girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Although the presiding judge didn't know how Cheriel met this powerful magician.

But due to age, it is still too naive in combat experience.

She was alone, exposed to the presiding judge. The presiding judge had countless ways to make her surrender...

"Your friend is so stupid."

The presiding judge said to Cheryl who had fallen to the ground.

He took out his staff and was ready to teach this arrogant girl a lesson, called the course on what consequences will be if a person shows off his strength.
To be continued...