Black mist descends, and I and the witches take refuge in the dungeon.

Mir's voice wasn't loud, but the instant those words were uttered, a dazzling golden light stung the eyes of everyone present.

A pale golden arc of electricity, about the thickness of a finger, shot out from Mir's fingertip.

The next moment, without the guard reacting at all, it wrapped itself around the guard's arm.

"Sizzle!"

The sound of lightning striking came, accompanied by the guard's painful wails.

A faint smell of burning wafted over, and the guard named David collapsed to the ground.

His worn-out leather armor had been pierced by electricity.

The flesh inside was slightly blackened, but that was all.

Mir precisely controlled the force.

It's best to make the guard feel pain and fear; killing him outright or maiming him is not a good option.

After all, the other party is still the official guardian of Norton Town, the town's official force.

If I go too far, it would be like slapping the official side in the face, which would be too blatant.

A little punishment is all it takes; this world is quite lenient towards those with extraordinary abilities.

Sure enough, the moment David fell to the ground, another guard, Jones, knelt down without hesitation.

Jones didn't even glance at his companion; he was trembling all over, his head pressed against the frozen ground, his voice shaking.

"Sir, please, please spare me! I didn't know, I didn't know you were...!"

After that blue arc of electricity appeared, Jones's mind was about to explode!

What did he just do?

What did he just do to offend someone?!

Those are Sequencers!

He had seen the Sequencers...

To be precise, Jones had witnessed the behavior of those who were sequenced!

That was three years ago, at a down-on-his-luck baron in the west of Norton.

For some unknown reason, the baron offended a low-ranking Servant who was passing by.

The next day, the baron appeared in the tree at the entrance of town!

The baron's bones had been removed from his body, and he was hanging there like a pile of minced meat.

The baron's mouth was stuffed with maggots, and his eyes had been gouged out and filled with maggot eggs.

Insects were gnawing at the Baron's body; the scene was horrifying!

What was even more terrifying was that the baron was still alive at the time, and lived for seven days before dying on the night of the seventh day. During that time, no one dared to approach the tree.

Because beneath the tree, there was a line of blood floating.

"Honorable citizens of Norton, please allow the execution to proceed successfully, or the next victim will be any of you present here."

Whenever David thinks about that incident, his stomach churns with acid.

"Please..."

Because of his extreme fear, Jones's voice seemed to change, and his trembling hands prevented him from uttering a complete sentence.

The crowd, who had been muttering amongst themselves and even making bets, all fell silent.

They kept their heads down, especially the few who had spoken earlier, who were trembling and almost wanted to leave first.

Mil merely glanced at the other party indifferently, the pale golden arcs of electricity still coiling around Mil's side, as if in some kind of demonstration.

"Now, is it still necessary for my wife to stay here?"

Mir's voice was as calm as before, and his pace was neither fast nor slow.

"It was our fault, please punish us! Please forgive us!"

David, the guard, also came to his senses. Ignoring his wounds, he knelt down and pleaded with Mil.

Mil looked at the other person, his tone indifferent:

"You're a greedy guy."

David was filled with shame and fear; he just kept kowtowing.

"Please punish us!"

David kowtowed with great force, each kowtow producing a dull thud.

The soil was hard in winter, and soon his forehead was covered in blood.

As he looked up, his flesh was a bloody mess.

Andre Bell felt a pang of pity watching this. She wanted to say something, but after a moment's hesitation, she remained still.

If Lord Mil hadn't been a Sequencer today, his fate would have been far worse than that of the kowtowing guard.

Kindness should not be misused, otherwise it will be like cheese that has been bitten by a rat, utterly disgusting.

Mil stared at the other man until he was trembling from kneeling, then he slowly spoke:

"You may kneel here until I leave the town."

After saying that, Mil didn't even pay attention to the other party's response and directly pulled Andrebel towards the town.

Upon hearing this, the guard, his face beaming with joy, kowtowed again and said in a loud voice:

"Thank you for your kindness!"

This scene was witnessed by many people in the town of Norton, but no one had any intention of joining in the fun.

Danger!

Danger!

Too dangerous!

When facing a superhuman, you can't predict where you'll offend them, nor how you'll die.

Therefore, you should absolutely avoid any interaction with the other party.

This is the survival experience of ordinary people, and a lesson learned through blood and tears.

Andrebel, somewhat curious, whispered to Mil:

"Mr. Mil, why did that guard thank you? Aren't you punishing him?"

Hearing this, Mil shook his head and patiently explained to Andrebel:

"If I don't punish him, then death is the only path that awaits him."

Why?

"If I don't punish that guard, it means I haven't brought this matter to an end, and the guard's master will make a perfect choice between 'offending a superhuman' and 'the guard's life'."

At this point, Anderbel seemed somewhat taken aback.

"Are you saying that the viscounts of this territory kill their guards as a gesture of goodwill towards you?"

Mil sighed and nodded:

"Although I have no use for that guard's head, that's the truth."

Hearing this, Andrebelle fell silent, then suddenly said to Mil:

"If, if one day I cause you trouble, Mr. Mill, please do not hesitate to cut off my head."

Mil paused, looking at Andre Bell in front of him.

A biting north wind blew, making the girl's cheeks slightly red.

"That day will never come."

"You'll always encounter difficult people..."

"I mean, I wouldn't make that choice."

After saying that, Mir pointed to a shop not far away and said softly:

"Go inside and buy some fire lizard tail bones, ice wolf pelts, and grass snake eyes..."

Under the biting north wind, the black fog became increasingly visible in the distance, gradually surging towards the town of Norton.

On the other side, the Holy See, clad in silver armor, rode their steeds toward the city.

The leader was a woman wearing the [Garland of Punishment].