Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

The annihilation of fire and shadow caused a violent explosion, collapsing part of the ceiling of the makeshift courtroom.

Eleanor, who had wrapped herself in clothes with a wronged look, had just stood up. She subconsciously looked in Russell's direction, and then she was stunned.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and the sky was completely dark. Moonlight was cast through the collapsed ceiling.

Under the moonlight, in the rustling quicksand, Russell slowly sheathed his sword.

Behind Russell, the rescued old Ernst had fanatical eyes. The old cowherd knelt on his knees with his fists clenched in front of his chest, praying in a low voice with his dry mouth.

Russell heard the sound and turned around. He whispered something, then helped up old Ernst, who was trembling with excitement. Old Ernst held Russell's hands tightly and refused to let go.

After Russell's instructions, he looked at his unconscious son in surprise.

Then the fanaticism in old Ernst's eyes was replaced by worry - it was almost just a moment, and Eleanor once suspected that she had seen it wrong - because the worry switched back to fanaticism, old Ernst looked at Russell with eager eyes.

Russell sighed and slowly walked towards the ladies.

The moonlight shone on his chiseled face, and Eleanor couldn't take her eyes off it.

Is he really a god?

Eleanor, who originally thought that Russell and Margaret were just two fools, is now shaken.

Maybe being a slave to a god isn't such a bad thing?

No, bah! Being a slave is definitely bad! Well, I want to fight for my freedom as soon as possible! How could a dignified Princess Burgoyne be a slave?

Eleanor shook her head, her wild thoughts out of her head, and then spat at herself for being so useless.

Looking at Russell who was slowly walking towards her, and looking at the face that was full of attraction to her, Eleanor's face turned red.

Uh, as long as he speaks nicely to me, I, um, I...

My parents never let my brothers touch me, saying that the Burgoni family was about to break the rule of not marrying outside the family!

Well, if it's Russell, then it's not impossible...

While Eleanor was brainstorming, she had no idea that Ludwig had fainted.

If Ludwig knew that Eleanor had relaxed her standards when facing Russell, and no longer cared so much about her bloodline, he would probably faint again after waking up.

Eleanor, whose head was full of the love stories she had heard from the maid, gave Russell a silly smile that she thought was sweet.

Then, the reborn Eleanor suffered the first scolding in her life: "What are you standing there for? Go and help save people! See how many more people can be saved!"

Russell never expected that Eleanor was still a love-brained person, and even in such a situation of heavy casualties (her aunt's body was even lying at her feet), her mind was full of flowers and moonlight - although it was true that it was moonlight now after the ceiling collapsed.

Russell was immediately furious when he saw Eleanor standing there with a silly smile on her face.

"Maybe there are some aftereffects of the Black Princess's ritual. You let her get into that body. Could it be that her brain was damaged by the forced ripening?" Rosalyn said worriedly.

"I, I, you are the stupid one!" Eleanor felt as if her passionate love was poured with cold water, and her chest heaved violently with anger.

She bit her lips in grievance, then stomped her feet and turned away angrily.

However, trying to go against Russell's will caused her soul to burn again, and she doubled over in pain.

Fortunately, the action of turning around and bending down looked like he started to work silently after being scolded, and the punishment from his soul dissipated.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you're not stupid." The kind-hearted Rosalyn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nonsense! I'm stupid! No, I'm not stupid at all! Aaaaaaaaaaa!" Eleanor, who was extremely unhappy, screamed madly.

"Hahaha! Stupid, really stupid!" Francine laughed cheerfully, adding fuel to the fire. "Luckily, I didn't rush into this body. I'm so lucky, hahahahaha!"

Eleanor was angry and anxious, and she tried hard not to cry.

Humph, I don’t want to cry in front of these two bad guys, Francine and Russell!

Rosalyn's smile was gentle, and she placed a hand on Eleanor's head.

Eleanor could no longer hold back her tears at Rosalyn's gentle touch. She turned and threw herself into Rosalyn's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Rosalyn's smile remained gentle. She narrowed her eyes and flicked the box beside her. "Francine, you've been hiding in that box all day, talking about war on paper, and yet you've made such a huge mistake in actual combat. It's completely different from your theory. Shouldn't we have a proper discussion about this?"

Under her sister's pressure, Francine obediently shut her mouth.

"Oh, thank God, Mark is still alive!"

Fortunately, old Ernst's surprised and happy voice rang out, saving Francine.

146 Symmetry

Mark was indeed still alive, but he was very weak, and it looked like he would have to go back to bed to recuperate for a few days.

A large number of knights were killed or wounded. Russell looked at the tragic scene in silence.

Margaret comforted him at the right moment, "My Lord, there's no need to feel sorry for them. From my observation, most of the knights who struggled to break free from the Black Princess's shackles survived, while those who waited in vain for us to decide the outcome all died."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Russell raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, when the Black Princess extracts lives, she doesn't distinguish between those who are willing to surrender and those who are willing to resist." Margaret said with sarcasm in her tone.

"Especially when you're eager to utilize this life energy. Those who desperately resist are troublemakers, and absorbing it will be very troublesome. If I were the Black Princess, I would also prioritize extracting life energy from those who have given up resistance."

Russell nodded, thinking that what Margaret said made sense.

After being comforted like this, Russell felt better when he looked at the tragic scene again.

Russell followed the direction pointed by Margaret and tried to identify how many people were still alive. He just saw Friedman, whose chest was still heaving slightly, so he wanted to walk over quickly. As a result, he didn't pay attention and stepped on Ludwig's hand.

Ludwig's stiff body slowly moved, and then he let out an earth-shaking shout.

"Ah? Can you bring a dead person back to life by stepping on him?" Eleanor, who was crying in Rosalyn's arms, heard Ludwig's roar like a pig being slaughtered. She looked up in surprise and was stunned by the scene.

Eleanor's tears stopped falling.

Could it be that Russell is really a god?

Eleanor even felt that she dared not say anything bad about Russell in her heart.

"Stupid Eleanor, that guy is an accomplice of the Black Princess. The Black Princess didn't use shadows to bind him, so she didn't absorb his vitality at all!" Francine laughed at Eleanor loudly.

Francine had been patient with Eleanor, who had immediately taken possession of her sister's arms once she had a body. Especially considering that her sister had actually taught her a lesson for such a guy!

Now that she had the chance, the frustrated Francine immediately began to verbally attack Eleanor.

"Eleanor?" Ludwig, who was originally filled with anger because of the severe pain, turned his head when he heard the voice. He was surprised and happy to see Eleanor with a pair of furry cat ears on her head.

It was just that there was a big swelling on the left side of Ludwig's head, and his grin of pain, surprise and joy at the same time made him look very funny.

Then Ludwig was hit on the head a second time, and he saw stars again.

"Don't look around! You, the Black Princess' accomplice, have colluded with the devil and killed so many people! Just wait for the gallows!" Russell said viciously.

Saving people was the most important thing now, and Russell didn't have that much time to talk nonsense with Ludwig. He felt that killing Ludwig with one sword was too easy for him, so he simply knocked him out again.

Now, a large swelling appeared on one side of Ludwig's head, and it finally looked more symmetrical.

Then Russell threw Ludwig back to the ground like throwing away garbage. Then he heard something, so he strode to the door of the auditorium and opened it.

Outside the door were brave villagers who had spontaneously organized themselves after hearing the noise. They were holding pitchforks, homemade hunting bows, bread sticks and other weapons in their hands, and were looking tremblingly at the suddenly opened door.

Russell always felt that if he scared them, they would turn around and run away.

After seeing that it was Russell who opened the door, the villagers subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Russell was very fierce in their eyes because he stopped them from stealing, now that something really happened (in the eyes of the villagers, at least the roof of the auditorium collapsed), the more fierce the master was, the safer they felt.

The leader of this group was none other than the church bell ringer.

Russell didn't expect that a young man would take the lead. He thought it would be led by several strong hunters elected by the villagers.

However, now was the time to use manpower, so Russell didn't care about these details. He waved to the group of villagers and said, "Come, one of you go back to the village and organize the villagers to come and help. Everyone else, follow me in now. The knights have just experienced a bloody battle with the demons. Many have died, and some are unconscious. They need care."

The villagers were stunned by Russell's words. They looked at each other and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Oh, by the way, don't be afraid, the devil has been killed, and the auditorium is safe. Come, come in." Russell reassured the villagers.

Hearing that the demon had been killed and the auditorium was safe, the villagers' eyes finally lit up with a strong light. Russell could see that it was excitement and curiosity - they had no real sense of the sudden appearance of the demon, so it was naturally difficult for them to sympathize with and be grateful to these knights.

However, after they entered the auditorium, they were quickly shocked by the tragic scene before them. So many knights were either dying in pain or weakly dying, which undoubtedly proved that it was a very powerful demon.

The villagers chattered to each other in excitement or amazement, sharing the stories they had imagined.

"Just think, how powerful must that demon be to have killed so many knights? In my opinion, it must have at least ten arms!"

"Ten isn't enough! I think twenty is enough!"

"Alas, this pretty little maid is dead too. Look at all the blood on the ground! The devil is really a devil. Alas, his methods are so cruel that he doesn't even let a girl like this go."

"Her name is actually quite nice, Leia. I've never heard of another girl with that name."

The villagers looked at the maid Leia, whose face was frozen with madness, and whispered to each other with some regret.

No one imagined that this petite maid was the "demon with at least twenty arms" as they called it.

The bell ringer took one look at Leia's body and then walked away in silence.

The other villagers patted each other on the shoulders, exchanged glances, and immediately stopped talking about Leia.

But they soon had new gossip subjects.

"Look! Look! That fierce Mr. Russell is approaching Miss Elda!"

"So, our Miss Elda is finally getting married? And this Mr. Russell is our new lord?"

"This Master Russell is a bit fierce, but he is the only uninjured knight here. In my opinion, he is the most suitable to be our master!"

"Oh! Are you so eager to flatter him? How can you be sure that Miss Elda will marry him?"

"Isn't that what the bards always sing? The knight defeats the devil, rescues the princess, and then they live happily together. Look, it's already the proposal stage. Look, Master Russell has already stared into Miss Elda's eyes."

The villagers turned into spectators and started chattering about the matter.

As Russell approached Elda step by step, the villagers spontaneously maintained order and prevented the commotion.

So, in the silence and amid the villagers' anticipation, Russell spoke seriously: "Elda Heinrich."

"Well, it really is the story of a bard, right? He called Miss Elda by her name! Look, he bent down, and then he got down on one knee to propose!"

A villager growled excitedly.

Then he got hit on the head: "Shut up! Don't talk at this critical moment!"

The villagers held their breath, quietly wanting to hear what kind of witty words of courtship would come out of the mouth of this fierce but safe Master Russell.

Such an important scene can surely be shared with grandchildren as a good story when they are old.

The villagers can't wait to go to the tavern and the market to share the important moment of the night.

At this time, Russell spoke slowly and clearly: "I find you guilty of being an accomplice of the devil and of the murder of Adrian Heinrich."

what?

The villagers were stunned at first, and then they could no longer suppress their excitement.

"Damn, this is way more exciting than a marriage proposal!"

Many years later, the villagers would remember that distant night when Russell publicly declared Alda guilty.

The author says:

Author's words: Thanks to Bloodthirsty Bronze Bull for the reward and coins

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147 From the Black Market

As a white-collar worker who was out of touch with the world in a modern city, Russell never expected that these villagers would be so full of fun-loving spirit.

Russell originally thought that with the devil wreaking havoc and the severe drought this year, the villagers should all be worried.

But reality taught Russell a hard lesson.

Those people with Yuyu syndrome who look sad every day often don't have such a bad life.

Because for those who already have a hard life, if they lack optimism and can't take the initiative to have fun, then they probably won't be able to survive at all.

It was because he suddenly realized this that he stopped Margaret from wanting to drive the villagers away because of their nonsense.

"Let them watch the fun. We'll continue with our work, get things done, and they'll naturally leave." Russell whispered to Margaret.