Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

A new day begins.

Early in the morning, students returned to their respective classrooms one after another.

Inside the classroom, the Holy Clan Sword Maiden and Princess Ling Sha sat in their seats, their eyes occasionally glancing towards the classroom door.

It seems to be waiting for someone to appear.

However, as time went by, the person did not appear, and even when the school bell rang, the person was still nowhere to be found.

The other students in the class also noticed something was wrong.

At that moment, the homeroom teacher walked into the classroom on time.

He stood on the podium, scanning the classroom, when suddenly his brow furrowed.

"Where's Rogge?"

Rogge's seat was empty.

He was absent without a valid reason.

The crowd had their doubts, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Just assume that Roger was in a bad mood and skipped class to clear his head.

But in the following days, Roger still did not return to the academy, and there was no news of him at all.

Now everyone started to get increasingly worried.

To appease the students, the Third Prince used his authority to investigate, but soon after, he kept quiet and never mentioned the matter again.

The news came a week later.

The chief inquisitor of the Truth Cult has apprehended the remnants of the sinful race and will soon hold a public trial.

The names of the remnants of the criminal clan were subsequently announced.

Rogge.

Looking at this name.

The whole class fell into a deathly silence.

……

It is known that the root of all problems lies in the headquarters of the Truth Cult.

According to the intelligence gathered by Goode and others, the headquarters of the Truth Cult appears to be undefended, but in reality, it is extremely well-guarded and equipped with a defensive array capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a level nine superhuman.

To break through from the outside, unless Rogge can break through to level nine superhuman, or can pull out the Sin Prison Demon Sword.

Otherwise, don't even think about it.

Therefore, if they really want to attack the headquarters of the Truth Cult, they can only consider breaking through from within.

So what is the way to enter the True cult without lifting a finger and find the specific source of the truth?

Rogge couldn't sleep, pondering for half the night before finally finding a flash of inspiration amidst his chaotic thoughts. Two words floated into his mind—

Go to jail.

You don't need to expend a lot of effort; the other party will set the stage for the final battle.

In his predetermined fate, the only time he entered the headquarters of the Truth Cult and met the Pope of the Truth Cult and the Holy Emperor of the Holy Emperor Kingdom was when he was arrested and publicly tried after his identity was exposed.

The trial will be held in the Hall of Truth, skipping the defensive magic array.

It can only be said that failure is the mother of success.

Originally thought to be of little reference value, the fragments of fate unexpectedly came in handy at this crucial moment.

So Roger decisively walked into the trap and went to the headquarters of the Truth Cult to serve his sentence.

Although the environment was poor, he was not subjected to any severe torture; he was simply put in shackles that sealed his spiritual power and locked in an underground prison.

"Actually, you don't need to stand guard here all day long."

Rogge spoke to the figure standing guard outside the door.

"And then you get a chance to run away?"

Haina stared sharply at Roger.

"If you hadn't turned yourself in, I would never have imagined that you were a remnant of that criminal clan. Not only did you infiltrate the Royal Academy, but you even brazenly tried to get close to me and gain my trust."

It all started a few days ago.

After Haina returned to the Truth Cult, the presiding judge granted her special permission to participate in the Truth Baptism.

In the past, she might have readily agreed.

However, because she had promised Roger that she would not be baptized, she never participated. When pressed, she used the excuse that she was not worthy of baptism because she had failed to capture the Sin Clan.

It was at this time that she received an invitation from Roger, and thinking that she could ask Roger for his advice, she gladly accepted the invitation.

When they arrived at the meeting place, Roger asked her a lot of questions about the Truth Cult.

She didn't pay much attention and told Roger everything she could.

After listening, Roger suddenly changed the subject and revealed his identity as a member of the Sinners to her. He also told her a lot of fantastical stories, saying that he would accept the judgment of the truth.

Hena was completely stunned after hearing that.

The remnant of the criminal clan that he had been pursuing was actually a man, and his most favored student. He had been lurking by his side all along, becoming his only and most compatible friend.

The amount of information is overwhelming, there are too many turning points, and the truth is too outrageous.

I feel like my brain is a bit overloaded.

It wasn't until Roger showed her the black flames that she realized he wasn't lying.

Rogge was arrested on the spot.

Now, when I think back to how much I trusted Roger in the past, how much time and effort I invested, and how I even confided many of my innermost thoughts to him, I realize how much I trusted him.

Hena clenched her fists.

"I will ensure you face the judgment of the truth and pay the price for your sins. I will not allow any untoward turn of events. You will not be able to sway me with words again, nor will you attempt to break free from my control!"

"What are you saying? I don't want to experience that feeling of being strangled unconscious by your brute force again."

Roger's lips twitched slightly.

That's the absolute truth.

"I'm not kidding!"

Hena's face flushed red with anger as she glared at Roger.

I don't know if I'm angry that Rogge won't admit defeat until he sees the coffin, or angry that I opened my heart to the remnants of the Sin Clan, who are my enemies, and was completely fooled.

Roger had no choice but to pull his hand to his mouth to indicate that he would shut up and not speak.

He knew it perfectly well.

The reason Haina personally stood guard here was not to prevent him from escaping, but more to protect him.

She was under immense pressure to demand a public trial for Rogge.

However, other members of the Truth Cult may not necessarily support it.

However, due to Haina's status and power, they dared not act rashly.

"I really believed your lies. I'm going to be baptized in a while. You just stay here and wait for Judgment Day."

Hena said with a stern face.

Let Rogge face the judgment of the truth in front of the whole world.

This was her final act of mercy towards Roger.

……

At the Royal Academy, news gradually spread that Rogge was a remnant of the sinner race.

At first, everyone thought it was a joke.

Everyone knows she's a remnant of a criminal clan, but she's a stunningly beautiful woman with long, straight black hair, a woman who's just as capable as any man.

While Rogge is equally handsome, he is a man, and it is widely known that he is also a suitor of the remnants of the sin race.

How could it be the same person?

It wasn't until more and more information came out that people had no choice but to believe it.

Rogue is a remnant of the sinners.

This was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the entire academy.

The first to collapse was none other than the already disbanded Black Long Straight Hair Fan Club.

"Our beloved Queen of the Sinners has always been a man in disguise..."

"Damn it! Give me back my innocence!"

Everyone in the club exploded on the spot.

It feels like the sky has fallen.

However, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The closer someone is to Rogge, the greater the blow they suffer.

"That ruthless remnant of the criminal clan has been lurking among us all along."

The students in Class One still find it somewhat absurd.

They spent nearly four years with Roger, laughing and joking together, completely unaware that he was acting strangely.

If I had to pinpoint what's unusual about him, it would be that he's incredibly talented, handsome, and extremely popular with girls.

But that doesn't prove anything.

"That bastard Rogge is really good at hiding things. He's definitely up to no good by staying in our class! He might be plotting to assassinate the Third Prince or the Holy Sword Maiden!"

"That...that...Roger helped me a lot...I...I don't think he's...that kind of person..."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. He's only pretending to be a good person in front of us to cover up his true identity. Don't be fooled by him; he's a remnant of the criminal clan who went on a killing spree at the school anniversary celebration."

The students in the class were talking about it.

Maya sat in her seat, quietly observing everything.

She turned her gaze to the few empty seats.

Ling Sha took sick leave, Fiora skipped class, and even Julie wasn't there.

Maya lowered her eyelids and murmured softly.

"Was everything I experienced in the past really just a lie...?"

……

"They're all fake."

Fiora sat in her room, staring blankly ahead.

She didn't want to go to class.

I don't want to practice swordsmanship either.

My mind was filled with thoughts about Rogge.

The ordinary yet beautiful days of the past flashed through her mind.

I train downstairs in the early morning, attend classes in the morning, eat lunch in the cafeteria, train on the playground in the afternoon, participate in club activities in the evening, practice in the training hall at night, and conduct teaching in the activity building at night...

I've been to the beach for vacation, explored historical sites, participated in school anniversary celebrations, and finally strolled through night markets and watched fireworks displays on the mountain.

We spend every day together.

Every unforgettable memory contains the image of the other person.

She cherishes this hard-won happy time and wants to protect the beautiful world that holds all of this together.

Therefore, she picked up the sword in her hand.

however.

Rogue is a remnant of a sinner.

It was as if thick, black ink had been dripped into the water, turning the original clear and transparent water into a murky mess.

Those precious memories worth cherishing for a lifetime have been tainted with the filth of deception.

Fiora couldn't help but have doubts.

Was everything Roger did genuine, or was it all just pretense?

The Sinners and the Holy Ones are irreconcilable mortal enemies.

Once Rogue's identity as a sinner is incorporated, many things from the past will change.

He deliberately approached me because of his identity as a member of the Holy Clan.

Everything he did for himself was driven by some evil purpose.

He established the research club merely to use everyone to search for the demonic sword of the Sin Clan.

He dragged everyone to the school anniversary celebration only to cover up the subsequent terrorist attack.

He took me to the night market, to watch the fireworks display, and even helped me search for my past names. In reality, he was toying with my feelings and secretly mocking my own ridiculousness and ignorance.

The decisive evidence is—

"Rog killed Ira in order to conceal his identity."

This is a very logical deduction.

Even Ira, who had always followed him, was killed by Rogge, which shows that he didn't care about anyone else; all he cared about was the hatred for the Sin Clan.

Sword Maiden couldn't help but reach out and clutch the pendant on her chest.

Perhaps Roger didn't love her, or even loathed her.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Disheartened.

fake……

It's all fake...

It turned out to be nothing but a false lie.

Fiora's eyes gradually became vacant.

The heart that had finally opened was closed again, locked completely.

Only endless darkness and emptiness remain...

……

Each person, lost in their own thoughts, waited quietly.

The days passed by.

at last.

The day of judgment, which would determine their fate, had arrived.