Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

Hearing Blacklett's question, Old Tim smiled strangely.

He glanced at Hewlett and fixed his sight on Heatherly behind Hewlett.

"Haha, who knows? I don't know."

The answer is of course that no one will answer every question of yours honestly, especially if the other party is your enemy.

"Really? I see. I will ask the other members of the hunting club. I am very familiar with those nobles, especially the Earl."

Blacklett shrugged indifferently, then he raised the Valkyrie spear and threw it out.

The Valkyrie's spear pierced through Old Tim's chest without any suspense, and blood flowed out of his chest.

However, Old Tim let out a strange laugh, and Heatherly was knocked to the ground by a woman, who had an iron rod in her hand and stabbed Heatherly's arm.

"Heatherly?!"

Amanda's scream came from the alchemy bird.

Blacklett turned around to look at Heatherly who was suddenly attacked, but saw that those people who were captured to the slaughterhouse like Rick were swarming towards them.

Regardless of gender, age or status, their eyes were all flashing with crazy, abnormal green light. Faced with these people who suddenly went crazy for no reason, Amanda and Rick hid under a cabinet nearby.

"Mr. Reverend! Be careful!"

Heatherly did not cast protective magic on herself, but instead cast protective magic on Blacklett.

"Heatherly..." Heilite looked at Heatherly like this. She herself was in crisis but was worried that Heilite would be attacked like her.

"No, it's okay! Mr. Pastor, I can do it! The light that dispels the shadows!"

Heatherly released sacred magic at the woman in front of her, and the woman woke up in an instant.

But the next moment, the woman let out another zombie-like roar.

She pulled the half-broken iron rod in her hand out from Heatherly's arm, raised it high and stabbed it into Heatherly's neck.

"It's no use, Mr. Pastor. You can't save anyone… You will all die… Hehe, hehe, hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Old Tim laughed crazily, and under his laughter, those people who had been desperately asking for help from Blacklett and Heatherly now rushed towards them frantically.

Blacklet stepped on Old Tim's still laughing face, interrupting the strange and eerie laughter, and pulled the Valkyrie spear out of Old Tim's chest.

Kicking the woman off Heatherly, Blacklett swung the Valkyrie spear in his hand towards the victims in front of him.

The pure white priest's robe was stained red by the blood, which was a bit glaring.

Chapter 167 The corpse is talking

When Hewlett stopped, no one was standing except him and Heatherly.

Rick and Amanda hid under the cabinet, and everyone else died except Old Tim, who was rolling his eyes and about to die.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Blacklett put away the Valkyrie spear in his hand with an expressionless face. He could feel the fear in Rick's eyes.

“Hahahahaha, Mr. Pastor, is this okay? Those you killed were all innocent people. They were just ordinary people. Maybe they will return to normal after a while. Maybe the girl over there can use the sacred arts a few more times to make them return to normal.”

The corpse was speaking, and Blacklett looked at old Tim, who should have died long ago.

Old Tim didn't die for a long time, as if there was some force holding him back and preventing him from dying.

When Blacklett was about to stab Old Tim again, Heatherly stood up and rarely started yelling at Old Tim.

"What do you know about Mr. Pastor? You know nothing! Mr. Pastor is also sad!"

"Reverend, of course you know these people are innocent! But they are attacking us, they are endangering us! You are doing this to protect us! Aren't these victims controlled by you?"

"If Mr. Pastor hadn't been there, we would have become one of them! It was you who deliberately let Mr. Pastor kill these poor people! Mr. Pastor is not wrong! If everyone wants Mr. Pastor to save them, then who will save Mr. Pastor!"

This was the first time that Heilite saw Heatherly speak without stuttering and look so excited.

However, although Heatherly was scolding Old Tim, she was crying her heart out. The tears that kept sliding down her cheeks made her venting seem less powerful.

However, Hei Lai Te felt the warmth that he had not felt for a long time. This is what it feels like to be cared for and protected.

Looking at Heatherly, whose figure was so weak standing in front of him, Hei Lai Te couldn't help but smile.

“Hahahahaha, not everyone may think so. You are still alive, but they are dead. The dead cannot be resurrected, so they naturally cannot complain to you.”

Old Tim was still happily provoking the emotions of Blacklett and Heatherly. This old guy was really hateful.

"Reverend Mr. has already saved them! Reverend Mr. has done his best. No one's life is redundant, but the same goes for Reverend Mr.'s life! No matter what anyone says, Reverend Mr. is everyone's benefactor!"

Heatherly clenched her fists and retorted to Old Tim.

"Okay Heatherly, we don't have to continue talking about this with him."

Looking at Heatherly, who seemed to be arguing about the right and wrong of everything as innocently as a child, Heilite stopped her from continuing her conversation with Old Tim and reminded him of the bleeding wound on his arm.

"Your arm needs healing magic. Heatherly, can you use healing magic yourself?"

When Blacklet touched her arm, Heatherly didn't feel any pain at all.

"Ah, ah, yes, yes, Reverend Sir."

Heatherly, who started stuttering again, kept her eyes on Blackletter. When her gaze met Blackletter's, she immediately lowered her head and looked away.

"Well, then you should heal yourself."

Blacklett gave Heatherly some instructions, then raised his hand and pierced old Tim's throat with the Valkyrie spear in his hand.

Old Tim, who was half dead but kept talking, was finally dead this time. His gradually dimming eyes looked at Black Light and Heatherly behind him. His open mouth closed several times and then there was no movement at all.

The light of healing magic also flashed on Blacklett's body at this moment. Blacklett looked at Heatherly behind him in confusion.

"Pastor, you may be injured. Amanda said that you have no sense of pain and can get hurt easily."

After casting a healing spell on Blacklett, Heatherly cast a healing spell on herself.

Under the healing light, the wound on Heatherly's arm has gradually healed, and Blacklett himself was not injured, but there was too much blood of other people on his body.

"Thank you Heatherly."

Although Heatherly's behavior was a bit unnecessary, Heilite didn't hate this feeling. He was just a little worried that Heatherly's attitude of always putting him first might cause her to get hurt.

We can only take good care of Heatherly to prevent this silly girl from getting hurt.

"Uh-huh!"

Heatherly nodded happily. Being able to help Hewlett was the happiest thing for her.

"Then let's go out. There's no point in staying here. Rick has been rescued."

Black Light glanced at Rick, who still didn't dare to speak even though his severed tongue had grown back. Rick's eyes were still looking at the pile of corpses.

However, those who were originally locked in the pigsty became accomplices of Old Tim and his men, and many of those killed by Black Light's counterattack were Rick's friends.

Seeing so many friends die in front of him, and being killed by Blacklet, this would naturally bring some shock to Rick.

Most of the children living in Mile City are accustomed to life and death. Even if Rick is ignored, he will accept the reality after a while.

As for whether his attitude towards Hei Lai Te would change at that time, Hei Lai Te didn't care about such things.

Black Light came here to save Rick only because Rick accepted his mission and this was the clue Black Light wanted.

"Good, good, Reverend Sir!"

Heatherly followed Blacklett completely.

"Wait a minute! Blacklett, when did you realize that something was wrong here? Did you think we were under an illusion spell before the holy magic?"

Amanda, who had been silent for so long, couldn't wait to express her doubts. She flew from Rick's head to Heatherly's shoulder.

"..."

Rick looked at Blacklet and his companions who were walking outside, and the sadness in his eyes gradually faded.

He squatted down, walked to the bodies of his friends, collected the pieces of clothing on their bodies, and then trotted after Blacklet and the others.

When Rick ran out of the slaughterhouse, he saw several Black Light men standing outside waiting for him.

"Have you said goodbye to your friends?"

Blacklett looked at Rick and asked.

"Um……"

Rick nodded.

"That's fine."

Blacklett summoned the Valkyrie's Scepter, and the scepter in his hand glowed with holy light and was inserted into the ground in front of the slaughterhouse.

The next moment, the entire slaughterhouse began to shake violently, and sharp rocks and soil fell into the huge cracks that suddenly appeared.

The slaughterhouse that had gathered countless dead souls and corpses disappeared from the ground, and broke into pieces that fell into the dark crack in the ground.

Chapter 168 Valkyrie Annaletia

The ball of light wrapped in holy light fell on Mins Street, which was now illuminated by torches, and handed Rick over to Lutz who had been waiting on watch.

Helett returned to his little church, which was also his home.

Tonight was an adventure for everyone, and Hei Lai Te just wanted to take a shower and rest early.

"So, Blacklett, how did you do it? What ability did you use? Or does the Valkyrie Armor have potential that we haven't tapped into? Can it see through illusion magic?"

Amanda remained in such an excited state, as if she would not be able to sleep today if Blacklett did not answer her question.

"No, no, it just happened. Didn't Heatherly also feel something was wrong? I just took a chance."

Black Light waved his hand to drive away the alchemical bird that was bothering him, and turned the topic to Heatherly who was preparing pajamas for Black Light.

"Me, me? It just happened to me, just like the Reverend."

Heatherly blushed and waved her hands, determined to stand with Blacklett.

"Hissierli is a genius! You are not! You can't even use a single magic command spell. You can only fight with your equipment!"

Amanda is not so easy to deal with, but her relationship with Heatherley is indeed very good.

"So how did you know that the pigs in that slaughterhouse were actually humans?"

"You obviously didn't use holy magic, how did you do it, or do you want something that can have the effect of holy magic?"