It felt so good to be close to the witch!

He had no intention of acknowledging their relationship, not only because it would be too troublesome to explain, but also because it could easily cause them unnecessary trouble if others found out about their connection to him.

It's fine as it is now.

After returning to the Stone Wall, he instructed Fuma to find a reason to release the two of them and some other temple knights, or to keep them in the Stone Wall in a state of apparent imprisonment but in reality, to allow them to train freely.

Given the current situation, it wouldn't be a good thing for the two to return to the temple.

Roy knew very well that not all Divine Punishment Knights and Church Knights were bad or evil people.

Often, they are simply following orders; the truly treacherous ones are mostly leaders in higher positions.

But so what?

Since they are members of the temple, while enjoying the temple's benefits, they must also bear the consequences that come with their temple status.

Many things cannot be judged as right or wrong; there are only differences in perspective and interests.

Upon hearing Roy's words, Rami and Al exchanged a glance, both seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes. However, neither of them refused, but simply nodded dejectedly to indicate that they understood.

Since we have already surrendered, we must be prepared to be the defeated.

"Do you know them?"

Fuma's voice, enveloped in fighting spirit, reached Roy's ears.

Upon hearing this, Roy replied, "In a way, we were old acquaintances. It's just a pity... I'll have to trouble you with the decision regarding how to deal with the two of them."

"I understand." Fuma nodded slightly and said no more.

As the central temple of a province, the splendor of the Cathedral Temple goes without saying, with its exquisite stained windows, magnificent paintings, and various gems inlaid on it... Led by Rami, the group arrived at an underground entrance deep within the Cathedral Temple.

Beneath the temple, there is an underground prison, a place specifically used to imprison blasphemers and witches.

Blasphemers are rare, so this underground prison is basically used to imprison witches.

Every winter after the demonic tide, a few witches would appear in various provinces. Capturing these witches was the duty of the various temples and shrines, and also one of the main tasks of the Divine Punishment Knights.

"The witches are down there."

Rami said in a low voice.

"Only the archbishop has the key to this place. Even we need the archbishop's supervision to enter each time."

Hearing this, Roy nodded slightly: "In that case, you shall wait here."

"Let's go." Roy said this last sentence to Fuma and Latie.

As Roy walked down the stairs, he stood before the thick metal door of the underground prison, looking at the intricate patterns engraved on its surface, a slight smile appearing on his face beneath the mask.

As he had predicted, the place where the witch was imprisoned must also contain formations.

Unfortunately, she ran into me...

Roy raised his hand and placed it on the metal door. In an instant, the array on the surface of the metal door was activated, forming a protective door that appeared thin but was impossible to break without legendary power.

Roy could certainly shatter the door with brute force, but there are all sorts of formations, and it would be unwise to do so rashly without knowing their specific function. He didn't care, but if the witches imprisoned inside were injured as a result, it would be a loss.

Therefore, he used a more appropriate method.

[Infinite Desire - God], activated!

At this moment, a massive amount of energy was absorbed into Roy's body, and the rapid decay of the energy caused violent ripples to appear on the surface of the protective door.

In just five seconds, the protective door became barely visible, and when the time came to the sixth second, the protective door collapsed completely.

"Come on, let's go in."

Roy turned and nodded slightly to the two women before walking inside first.

Both Fuma and Latie were filled with amazement.

They had seen Roy's talent before and had even experienced it firsthand, but each time they witnessed it, they couldn't help but marvel at it.

In Latie's mind, Roy's talent far surpassed all the witch talents currently recorded in the Witch Guild.

……

In the dimly lit underground prison, the special candles on the walls provided only a little light.

Roy and his two companions walked along the narrow corridor, with empty prison cells on either side.

They walked to the end, and another metal door covered with an array appeared before them.

It must be said that the temple was extremely cautious in dealing with witches.

Unfortunately, this was of no use.

Following the same method, the array on the metal door failed again. Roy pushed open the heavy metal door with a little force from both hands.

"Om-"

A low, metallic scraping sound slowly rose into the air.

The space behind the door was very dark, and even a candle could not illuminate it for a while.

Roy raised his hand, and a ball of crimson-gold battle aura flame ignited in his palm, dispelling the darkness and bringing bright light.

He stepped into the deepest part of the underground prison, followed closely by Lati and Fuma.

The area deep within this underground prison, specifically used to imprison witches, is not large, less than fifty square meters.

Beneath rows of blood-stained metal crosses, thick, magic-suppressing chains bound the slender, frail bodies of young girls.

Their necks, hands, and feet were firmly bound by magic-suppressing chains, their magic completely sealed. For these little witches, without the witches, their meager physical strength offered no chance of breaking free.

The sound of the gate opening caused the imprisoned witches to tremble instinctively, and the sudden burst of crimson-gold firelight made them close their eyes uncomfortably.

Looking at the pale, delicate, and stained faces before him, Roy remained silent, feeling a nameless rage burning within him.

Although they are witches, they are also ordinary girls. At this age, they should be innocent and lively, living happily with their parents and friends. However, their fate is completely changed by a sudden awakening, and they become unfortunate and tragic.

They deserved a bright future...

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Chapter 186 An Existence Above Legends!

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Deep within the quiet underground prison.

After a while, the witches, having adjusted to the blinding light of the flames, barely managed to open their eyes.

The usual tortures and cold words... these torturous punishments did not fall on them as usual, which made the witches feel both puzzled and relieved.

They shakily raised their heads, wanting to see the person who brought the crimson light.

After a period of initial adaptation, the pupils, which have been living in dimly lit environments for a long time, are finally able to fully reflect a person's face.

It was a figure holding a crimson flame in its hand.

He was tall and slender, his body outline appearing somewhat hazy in the firelight.

With brown eyes, black hair, and dressed in fine clothes, he was clearly not from an ordinary family.

It makes sense, really. How could an ordinary person possibly end up in this "hell" where the "devil's daughter" is imprisoned?

They looked at the young man's face and into his eyes. Although it was just eye contact, they could feel the anger in his eyes.

Faced with anger, they should have been afraid, should have cowered, but for some reason, the young man's anger gave them a long-lost sense of peace...

Like a merciful deity descending from heaven, watching over the suffering and calamities of humankind, the deity descends upon the world in anger, desiring to eliminate human suffering...

"Roy, what are your plans for these little witches?"

Latie's suppressed voice reached Roy's ears, slightly calming the anger surging in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he transmitted his voice, "Once I have initially absorbed the pollution from their bodies, I will take them to the Witch's Guild."

"A calamity is imminent. The current Rafa Province and Blackstone Territory are far less safe than Witch Island."

"They should have enough time to grow up and experience the beauty of life, instead of suffering so much torment and pain like they do now..."

After listening to Roy's words, Latie nodded: "I understand."

Roy stepped forward, the crimson flames in his hand illuminating the basement even more.

He raised his left hand, and [Infinite Desire - God] was activated.

In an instant, the pollution within the five imprisoned little witches transformed into visible black threads that flew out and merged into Roy's palm.

The ability to absorb energy or pollution from a distance is something that [Infinite Desire God] has long been capable of. However, this non-physical method cannot completely eliminate pollution or absorb the "original sin pollution branch aggregate." At most, it can only reduce the witch's pollution level to 1%.

But for these little witches, that's enough.

At least for a considerable period of time afterward, they will not have to worry about pollution.

As the pollution gradually disappeared and their bodies felt a great weight lifted, the eyes of these little witches, who had been firmly bound by the magic-suppressing chains, began to glaze over.

Was everything that happened today just a dream?

Am I still not awake?

If it's not a dream, then why does it feel so unreal?

As the last wisp of black pollution disappeared into Roy's body, he lowered his hand and looked at Latie beside him, as if to say, "It's up to you now."

Latie, understanding Roy's meaning, nodded slightly, then stepped forward and spoke softly:

"I am the Vice President of the Witches' Guild, the Space Witch, Latie Gaitner, and I have come to save you on behalf of the Witches' Guild."

“From today onwards, you will no longer have to endure such suffering, nor will you have to suffer the torment of the temple.”

"Children, come with me."

"You should take control of your own lives."

The gentle voice, carrying the power to soothe the pain in people's hearts, brought a glimmer of hope to the eyes of the five little witches.

"Kaka..."

A crisp cracking sound rang out as the magic-suppressing chains binding the little witches broke apart under the cutting force of spatial magic, crashing to the ground.