I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 227 Emerging wisdom out of desperation
It hurts, it hurts like hell.

The sensation was like having your bones ripped out and your marrow sucked dry, as if all the nerves in your body were being ripped out and ground into powder in a mortar, causing every inch of the assassin's muscles to suffer excruciating pain.

"Ho..."

The nun collapsed to the ground, and for a moment she could only make the sound of air passing through her trachea.

Holy Light Healing has many advantages, but its greatest advantage is that it cannot kill people.

Even if Ron uses it for interrogation and forced confessions, it will not leave any trace. It may even help the enemy cure minor ailments such as back pain that have accumulated over many years.

This is undoubtedly a good thing, and it is what a righteous person who repays evil with good should do.

Ron sighed inwardly, glanced at the corridor illuminated by the crystal chandelier, and, finding no witnesses, quickly dragged the nun into the room.

In the simple, unpretentious room, Ron's shadow was stretched long, making it look like a crime scene.

He looked down at the nun writhing in pain on the ground, his gaze fixed on the sharp blade that had been drawn from her sleeve.

I knew it!

It is not surprising that Cyrus VII sent people to target the "Chosen of the Holy Light," who was a thorn in his side.

However, Ron did not expect that the other party would arrive so quickly and so recklessly, and even act rashly without finding out his strength.

His gaze lowered, and he glanced once more at the nun who had offered herself to him.

Having done infiltration before, Ron knew that whatever he did, he needed to do it while the iron was hot.
For example, gathering intelligence.

Just then, as he was about to tie up the nun who had collapsed to the ground, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

The footsteps were chaotic and disorderly, accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing against fabric, and they quickly arrived at Ron's door.

bang bang bang-

"During a routine inspection, His Holiness the Pope said that evil is lurking in the Holy Church!"

A voice that sounded like it was in its thirties shouted.

What a perfect timing!
boom--

Before he could even hide the female assassin, the flimsy wooden door was kicked open by the guards outside.

Everything that had happened inside the room was suddenly exposed to everyone.

Within seconds, the blond boy's expression changed drastically as he instantly realized what he had encountered.

He never expected that there would be honey traps in another world.

The best way to destroy a person is to damage their reputation and destroy their body.

At this moment, Ron is facing the first type of situation.

Selrus VII did not fully understand the abilities of the unfamiliar chosen ones, but as long as a crime was pinned on them, even a legend within the Papacy would probably have to obediently surrender.

His gaze swept instantly over the eight armored guards outside the door, and Ron manipulated his disguised body to take two steps back.

Finally, he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground, letting out a painful howl.

"Ouch, she broke my back! Ouch, I can't get up."

Ron pointed to the nun who was also rolling on the ground, but remained silent.
"She's the one who knocked me down!"

"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for complaining to His Holiness the Pope that you have neglected your duties!"

The nun lying on the ground seemed to have heard Ron's slander. Her face contorted in pain, her mouth agape, as if she wanted to explain. But the intense pain prevented her from speaking; she could only look silently at the captain of the guard, tears welling in her eyes.
We hope for a fair judgment from the other party.

In an instant, the previously clear situation suddenly descended into chaos.

The leading church guard stood frozen in place, unsure whether he should help the "Chosen One" lying on the ground.

No, why would I help him up?

He had just received the order that evil was hidden within the Holy Church, and in addition, he had received hints from the higher-ups.

It was a letter of complaint, alleging that "Chosen One of the Holy Light" had openly molested nuns in the church and even lured and deceived them into coming to his room at night to learn foreign languages.

The guard had initially thought it would be a case of catching the perpetrator red-handed.
But the nature of the event immediately changed when the chosen one of the Holy Light spoke first.

"Your Excellency, someone has reported you for publicly molesting a nun. Please come with us!"

The guard forced himself to speak, while keeping his eyes on the scantily clad nun, hoping that his teammate could provide some support.

As the saying goes, the person who wronged you knows better than you how wronged you are.

Ron never expected that he, a virgin in his true form, would be accused of such a crime while pretending to be a seventy or eighty-year-old man.

Darkness, it’s so dark!

Seeing the captain of the guard barge into the room and attempt to arrest him without any explanation,
Ron quickly pushed off the ground with his left foot, shifting his body slightly to the side, and then rolled over to get up and run towards the door.

Oh no, he's trying to run away!

Although he thought this way, the captain of the guard revealed a slightly sinister smile.

It's good that he ran away. Only by running away can the charges be confirmed, and this way we won't have to risk fighting. There will be more support to pursue him.
This is the wisdom of working people!

"Everyone, stop him!"

He shouted an order to his team, then turned around slowly, pretending to try his best to stop Ron.

Seeing their captain fighting so desperately, the team members guarding the door seemed to be infected as well, and they all blocked the doorway, completely sealing off the enemy's retreat.

It wasn't that they didn't want to go in and help their captain, but rather that the room was small, and if they all went in, their fighting strength would be greatly reduced, and Ron might even find an opening to slip out.

Ron was incredibly fast; he practically darted to the door in an instant, less than ten centimeters from the guard at the entrance.

However, his next move surprised everyone.

The not-so-heavy door was slammed shut from the inside with a bang, accompanied by the clicking sound of it being locked from the inside.

This is!

Knowing he couldn't escape, he decided to fight the captain to the death.
The guards had barely finished thinking when they suddenly saw a flash of blue light through the crack in the door, followed by screams like pigs being slaughtered and the sounds of several people punching and kicking.

In less than ten seconds, the wooden door was unlocked, and Captain Uldi, clad in armor, reappeared before them.

"The sinner has been brought to justice. Don't be fooled by his status as God's chosen one; his strength is incredibly weak."

As he spoke, "Uldi" smiled and pointed to "Chosen One of the Holy Light," whose face was bruised and swollen, and whose hands and feet were bound and mouth gagged.

At this moment, upon seeing this scene, the "Chosen One of the Holy Light" began to struggle desperately, making "woo woo woo" sounds.

Seeing this, "Uldi" went up and kicked him, saying indignantly:
"How dare you impersonate God's chosen ones and molest nuns in the holy church, tempting them to commit crimes! The day of your judgment has come!"

(End of this chapter)