Chapter 528: The Witch Trials

But in the end, Bai Liu and his team were not able to join You Zhen's team.

"No men are accepted in the Witch Quarter." You Zhen pointed warningly at Bai Liu's nose, "Stop following us or you'll get your asses kicked!"

Leah, in a rare moment of hesitation, gave them a complicated look in her eyes, "We can't take you in right now because there's no way to deal with the changes you've caused since you came in."

"But ...... witches don't hate all men, as you'll soon see."

As he watched You Zhen tug Leah away, Mu Sicheng sighed with mixed feelings, a rare moment of frustration: "Are we still going? They don't seem to want us to?"

"Follow." Bai Liu was very straightforward, " Jiayi's orders are to assist the robbing court, so we will follow them to the end."

"Actually ......" Mu Sicheng scratched his head, "we could split up with the witches and rob the other courts, couldn't we? That would be more efficient too?"

Bai Liu said, "No, it's not an assisted robbery, it's us acting on our own."

Mu Sicheng was a bit confused: "Does it have to be an aid? Why?"

Bai Liu gave Mu Sicheng a bland look: "Our aim at this stage was to join Jiayi, that is, to enter the witches' quarter, but as you can see, because we are men, the witches are very hostile to us."

"Yeah." Mu Sicheng went on as a matter of course, "but if we show more ability, help them out a bit more, rob some more courts for them, then maybe they'll-"

Bai Liu coldly interrupted Mu Sicheng's speculation, "-then we'll never enter the witch zone again in our lifetime."

Mu Sicheng's hopeful elaboration stalled, and he asked, with a sense of wonder, "Why?!"

"Because in this copy, our position is completely different from theirs, we have a vested interest in the environment, and if at the same time we are powerful enough to even force our way past them to take the lead, to interfere with their decisions, to interrupt their plans, it would lead to a terrible outcome -" Bai Liu looked levelly into Mu Sicheng's eyes. -Bai Liu looked Mu Sicheng flat in the eye, "If they accepted us easily and we turned against them, they wouldn't be able to accept the consequences at the moment, we would become enemies and both would lose."

"That's why they will never easily agree to our decision to enter the witches' quarter - even if we have no animosity towards them, people change."

"It was a wise decision, in a situation like this where we can easily backtrack to gain greater benefits after we defect, there is no need to interfere too much with the other side's decisions if we are really sincere in wanting to join their organisation, rather it is more important to show our own sincerity, so we can only assist - -that's why Jiayi gave this order."

"Otherwise, with Jiayi's current position in the witch district, she could have just told the person in charge on the other side that she wanted to let us in - and I'm sure they would have seriously considered it, but that's not what she wanted."

Muke nods: "So Jiayi wants us to impress the witches ourselves by our actions and get them to accept us slowly."

"In the context of a witch trial like this, sincerity is more important than competence." Bai Liu said in a light tone, "The men who tried them were all very capable men in the Order."

"So what do we do next?" Tang Erda enquired intently.

Bai Liu replied calmly: " Jiayi didn't order us to stop, so we continued to follow."

"But next they we see how the situation assists, not necessarily all the people being tried in the tribunal are saved and they do it before we do it."

Tang Erda frowned, "Why?"

Bai Liu's tone was calm: "For it is men who will be judged next."

Trial Court 77.

Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu, hidden behind the mass jury, rose slightly on tiptoe to look at the defendant tied to a post in the middle of the courtroom, then withdrew his eyes in some shock: "It's really a man!"

"Don't witch trials only judge witches! Why are there even men!"

"Have you forgotten about the Witch's Heart trial?" Bai Liu's tone rippled, "After that, in addition to the witches on trial, anyone connected to the witches will be tried as well."

"Unless you are the one testifying against the witch, if you have a witch in your family, then you will definitely be implicated."

The bishop in the judge's chair slammed his gavel, "Silence!"

"Defendant, your wife defected in court three days ago after being accused of being a witch, and have you secretly assisted her since then?"

The man tied to the post shook a little and did not speak.

The bishop slammed the hammer hard, his tone lowering, "Answer me, accused, or you will be pronounced guilty together for aiding the witch!"

"Your family's property will be confiscated by the Holy See in court as a punishment, and you will be executed or sent to the borderline to do hard labour until you die in order to atone for your sin of marrying a witch!"

"But we won't completely deny you a choice, after all, you are a victim too." The bishop's voice became softer, "Now, there are two choices before you."

"The first option is to permanently separate yourself from your witch's wife, to report her to the Holy See at the first sign you see her, and to contribute half of your family fortune now, to buy holy water from the Holy See, to drink it in court to cleanse you of the witch's spell, and to swear that henceforth you will always belong to the Holy See and serve as a member of it, dedicated to killing all witches you see. "

"The second option-"

The bishop's voice gave a beat and went noticeably colder: "That is, you confess your sins and we judge you, and the rest of your family, with holy fire like a witch's trial."

"What's your choice?"

All eyes turned to the man tied to the post, and the room fell silent, and all that could be heard was the rapid, disordered breathing of the man with his head down, his expression confused and frantic, as if he were a trapped beast struggling.

Hidden in the shadows, You Zhen's breath caught in her throat and she stared at the man with the same expression of self-realisation that the man was struggling with.

"The witch district took in a witch three days ago, supposedly his wife who defected." Leah said softly, "The witch said that her husband and the rest of her family had helped her defect."

"She regretted defecting at first because all her family would have been tried except for her."

"But what she fears more than regret is seeing the outcome of her family's trial."

"- is betraying her, is it?" You Zhen took a deep breath as she raised a hand to wipe her reddened eyes, her tone sarcastic and sobbing, "We could help her save her family from harm, but her family wouldn't necessarily choose the outcome of being saved by us."

"They'll choose something else, they'll choose to be on the opposite side of us - they won't go with us."

You Zhen's hands were shaking as she said this, and so was her voice: "It's like when I went to save my family."

Leah tapped her silently on the shoulder. "I ......," the man asked, looking up, almost hoarsely, "can I choose neither?"

"I can give you all the family fortune, but I don't want to be part of the Order and go on a witch hunt, can I?"

The bishop rejected him icily, "There are only two kinds of people here, the enemies of the witches, and our enemies."

"You are not the enemy of the witch, then you are our enemy."

"The jury pronounced its verdict."

The gavel fell heavily.

The men's backs were also flush with [guilty] signs - these were jurors who, after trying a witch or a person associated with a witch, were able to share in a portion of the property of the person tried as a reward from the Holy See.

Tang Erda looked at the firewood placed at the man's feet with a stony brow: "Do we save it?"

"Wait." Bai Liu's tone was unhurried, "They save us before we save them, we don't move until they do."

Meanwhile, Leah looks over at You Zhen, whose gaze is struggling and her expression frozen, and asks her in a low voice, "Is this an option we can save?"

You Zhen stared dead into the man's face, her teeth clenched as her chest rose and fell twice, then, the moment the torch was lit, she drew her bow and arrow behind her and aimed it at the head of the bishop sitting on the high dais, saying in a harsh and cold tone.

"This choice does not satisfy me, and on principle I do not want to save any man."

"- but in principle I don't want to spare any sluts either."

"Witch's code number four." You Zhen hissed out through clenched teeth, "- Do not ignore the judgment of the innocent!"

As the bows and arrows were released, the court was in turmoil and Bai Liu's eyes flickered as he quickly ordered, "Match their attack."

After a soldierly rescue, Bai Liu stepped forward and lowered the man tied to the post and quickly retreated with the witch, holding the unresponsive man down before the Order could make a second comeback.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides met up.

You Zhen questioned, "Why are you still following me?"

Bai Liu quickly threw up his hands in surrender and innocently stated, "I just saved this person and wanted to ask how you were going to place them?"

You Zhen and Leah both stare blankly at the sight of the still unresponsive man with the burns on his body.

--Handling men has always been a problem for all witches.

In order to protect the witches, men are not accepted in the witch quarter, but sometimes they do save male relatives of the witches from the court, such as parents, brothers, and husbands - men who would have been saved by the You Zhen women after they had made the choice to side with the witches in the court and would have been burned at the stake.

But then came the problem that although they had saved the men, it had always been a problem to place them.

Baola Currently an area is being created around the Witch Quarter to house the men, but the Witch Quarter is very polluted and it's not safe for the men to stay there, but it's not possible to send them back to safety ......

And with this area already full, the matter is currently on hold against the backdrop of the impending Great War and is now at a complete standstill.

You Zhen, in a rare moment of silence, stares at Bai Liu without saying a word.

Bai Liu's loins vibrated as he glanced down at the message he had just received from Liu Jiayi and looked up, smiling as he offered his resolution, "If you don't mind, you can place the rescued males on our side and we will help you process and vet them."

"You can treat us as a third party organisation [of normal males who submit to witch deployments], where we don't enter the witch zone and use our male identity to lurk in the safe zone while we submit to your deployments and help you attack."

You Zhen gave a puzzled ahhh and Leah raised her eyebrows subtly -

-- a decision that works perfectly, almost as if the tactics were tailor-made for the girls now.

Bai Liu smiles and asks, "What do you think?"

The message from Liu Jiayi at his waist reads - [third party organisation].

Meanwhile, the papal palace.

The Pope's Palace is the most central institution in the kingdom, housing the Pope, the highest authority in every generation of the Papacy, and the Cardinals, Archbishops and Nuns who have risen from the episcopate to the core of the Papacy. -Today, for the sixth time, the papal palace has been renovated and expanded, and is now nearly half the size of a city.

The current generation of popes had a very striking proposal for the extended papal palace - he extended it below the island in the sky and built a staircase to the sky.

But this is not surprising; every generation of popes has been the master of the island of the sky, and this extension arguably overlaps his territory both above and below the sky, and makes it easier for Papists to get on and off the island at any time, and below the stairway to the sky, which connects to the nunnery hall of the papal palace.

The Nunnery is a place in the papal palace where nuns are brought up to be educated. Every year, girls between the ages of 8 and 14 are collected from all over the world and, after being verified as having no contact with eels or having swallowed eels, they are brought to the papal palace to be educated in scripture and doctrine and to be brought up to a holy and undefiled nature. The eels are then taken to the inner sanctum of the papal palace, where they are educated in the scriptures and the teachings of the Church.

The nuns need to remain pure so they don't have to swallow eels. The role of the nuns is to purify things and people contaminated by witches, which also includes a prayerful purification ritual after each trial, where the nuns devoutly pray for an hour in front of the burned witch to destroy the witch's soul - this is to prevent the witch's soul from escaping from the body and out of the body and swoop down into the bodies of other women to continue to haunt them.

The best purification is done by young nuns, that is, those under the age of eighteen. Then after a nun reaches the age of eighteen, according to the doctrine, her purification becomes progressively less effective, and although the merciful Holy See does not excommunicate them for this reason, most nuns consciously withdraw from the Order at this time.

There are two very "good" ways out for nuns who leave the Holy See.

The first is that she can marry a man and never be accused of being a witch again for the rest of her life, because she was once a holy nun.

Secondly, that they have priority to board the Sky City.

So becoming a nun was the best path for most young girls who had not yet been accused of being witches, bar none, and having a nun who had quit the Order as a wife was the greatest fantasy of all men - when a commoner had a nun in the family, they were insulated from the whole witch trial thing, because the holiness of the nun would purify everything.

So the families who gave birth to girls would do everything they could to send their children into the Order to be raised as nuns, and the families who gave birth to boys would frantically teach their children from the start that you must work hard now, that everything you do is so that you can afford to marry a nun when you grow up.

-- if you are not a nun, if you are not surrounded by nuns, then you will one day be judged by the Holy See!

As a result, nuns became a particularly popular profession, but there were, after all, only a small number of nuns, so competition between members of the nuns' reserve was fierce - as fierce as the competition for their suitors.

Although the doctrine requires only purity and piety in the faith of the nuns, when the Holy See selects, preference is always given to good-looking and distinctive young girls, and many parents even go to great lengths to give their children, who are only teenagers, plastic surgery in order to send them to the nunnery - but this was soon strictly forbidden by the Holy See.

"Don't go about modifying your appearance at will, we need you to stay as you are." The priest who selects the nuns for the Order explains compassionately, "That is how God has given you to look."

With this fierce competition, every nun selected is naturally beautiful and pure, and this year's batch boasts one of the most beautiful nuns since the witch trials.

She did not come from within the kingdom, but from outside it, with bright green eyes and long, silky, curly, shimmering blonde hair that made her look as innocent as the angels accompanying God in the glazed paintings - and that was the reason why everyone praised her as the most beautiful of all, she fitted perfectly into everyone's fantasy of the word nun.

It was so touching whenever she closed her hands and lowered her eyes in pity to pray for those who came to her with their complaints.

"I hope your affliction dissipates soon." She whispered softly, "May your soul go to heaven after death."

"Thank you!" The man who had come to complain was on the verge of tears of gratitude, he reached out his hand to subconsciously shake the nun's hand, but soon came to his senses as if suddenly awakened by the nun's avoidance and blushed with great embarrassment, "Sorry, I forgot that nuns are not allowed to touch us ordinary men who are not of the Order."

She simply smiled and waved her hand to show that she didn't care.

More and more grateful, the man stole a couple of glances at the nun and took a deep breath, gathering his courage before daring to ask: "You, may I ask when you will probably leave the Order?"

-- In this kingdom, asking a nun when she will leave the Order is like asking when she will marry.

"Of course! I know I'm not good enough for you!" The man was quick to defend himself, but under the gaze of the nun's innocent bright green eyes, his words seemed so weak that he stammered, "I... I was just asking a question! You don't have to answer me either!"

"Leave the Holy See?" The nun smiled gently, "I turned sixteen this year, when do you think I will leave the Order?"

"Two, two years later?" The man stumbled over his answer.

"No." Sister's bright green eyes shone with an unknown emotion as she curled her lips and her tone was so careless, "Anytime, of course."

The man, dizzy and confused, left the nunnery and passed a priest with his head bowed, anxious and in a hurry, in the inner garden of the papal palace, who pushed open the door of the nunnery and, after seeing that she was the only nun, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead before crying out, " Phoebe!"

Phoebe turned around, her green eyes darkening for a moment, "Still no word on Hearts' identity in this game?"

Qi Yifang, dressed in a priest's outfit, was swept up in a cold sweat as if by reflex by Phoebe, and he replied weakly, "...... No."

Phoebe commented in a lazy tone, "You and Liu Ji are two real losers."

Qi Yifang: "......QAQ."

Empress, where the hell are you? Come on! We can't hold Phoebe!

First they were drawn in the challenge and had to play one more game, and now they have lost contact with Hearts as soon as they logged into this copy, and they can't get in touch with them. Hearts.

" Where's Titan?" Phoebe sat casually under the idol, took an apple that these people had offered to the god, took a big bite and with a sweep of her green eyes Liu Ji, "You didn't let him be found, did you?"

"No, no!" Qi Yifang shook his head frantically, "We hid Titan on the beach like you told us to! Liu Ji is currently in charge of the Order over there and has not been found!"

"But it is true that the Queen has not yet been heard from."

Qi Yifang's face fell in worry: "This is not right, the Queen usually contacts us, it's not right that we have all rendezvoused and she hasn't heard from us yet."

Phoebe lifted her eyes a little, "I got a tip that there's someone on Sky City from the title Queen of Hearts."

Qi Yifang was delighted: "Then it must be the Queen! Then let's go up and find ......"

"But that guy is a guy." Phoebe scanned the stunned face of Qi Yifang, who knew nothing, with amusement, and said almost nastily, "And you know that you can't change your gender in the game, so what do you think, or what do you expect ......"

"Is this man the Queen?"

Qi Yifang's expression went blank: "Ha?!"

Phoebe, after admiring Qi Yifang's dumbfounded expression, withdrew her gaze in bemusement and her tone became cold again, "Can't go up to the Sky City to find it for now, I don't know what's on that map, the fact that the Hearts are stuck up there and can't come down to us means there's something wrong with that map in itself. "

"We should start by sweeping the map from below the island."

"But, but ......" Qi Yifang's mind was already overwhelmed by what Phoebe was throwing out one after another, and he could only stutter, "But we haven't met up with the tactician yet! But we haven't met up with the tactician yet! We're just going to push! We should wait until the Queen joins us and then push after the tactician is out. ......"

"Why do we have to wait for him?" Phoebe interrupted Qi Yifang impatiently, she looked up, her eyes and words completely cold on her obviously innocent face, "He can't come down from the island to us on his own, that's his own waste too."

"It's league time and I don't leave time for waiting for crap."

Qi Yifang was so dumbfounded that he was on the verge of tears: " Phoebe, but we don't have a tactician! How can we play in the league without a tactician?

Oooooh, he misses Jiayi at this point, who also acts as their tactician, but at least it's a negotiated one, and Phoebe is the type who is so strong that there's no way to interject, except for Hearts who can barely communicate with her on an even keel - and that's mostly because Hearts has a higher panel than Phoebe, and Phoebe is the type who can just send you off on the spot in order to win.

--whoever you are.

"It's just that Hearts isn't there, so why no tactician?" Phoebe gave him a strange look, "Aren't I human?"

Qi Yifang just wanted to hold his head and scream - he knew it!

Whenever Phoebe was brought into a match, every game was a major usurpation - Phoebe would constantly steal tactician's rights from Hearts, and would sometimes even turn on Hearts, thanks to Hearts' experience.

This is the reason why Hearts didn't let Phoebe into the team before.

Phoebe is a very aggressive and ambitious player, with strong mobility and aggressiveness. Although she is a supportive individual and takes the [control] position, she can play all the [roaming] and [main attack] positions, and can be said to be a talented all-round player, in some ways even stronger than Liu Jiayi at the beginning, and Bai Liu and the Reverse God, who are on the same level. He was the same level of player as Bai Liu and the Inverse Gods, dragging their teammates, who couldn't keep up, to death every time.

She's a natural tactician - Qi Yifang has heard the Queen say this about Phoebe more than once.

But Phoebe has one Achilles' heel - and that is that her tactics are so aggressive that she can easily die on her teammates.

In other words, the team is too weak.

Qi Yifang, as a teammate who has always been mocked by Phoebe as a [loser], is really afraid of Phoebe taking control.

She doesn't care about them at all.

But now that Hearts is gone, there's no one in the room who can hold Phoebe down!

Phoebe bounced lightly off the pedestal table under the idol, she threw away the core of her nibbled apple and clapped her hands together in a slightly cheerful manner, her bright green eyes curved in a smile, " It's just as well Hearts isn't here, I don't like his weak style of play at all, it's not cool at all."

"He's stuck on the island now and can't get out, so if he has any sense and wants to win this game, he'd better delegate his tactician privileges to me now."

"Of course it doesn't matter if we don't delegate." Phoebe shrugged indifferently, "Just wait until he can't hold out and die on the island and leave this game, and the tactician privileges are mine."

She folded her hands and closed her eyes in prayer, "Lord, then I wish Hearts to go to hell right now."

"?!?" Qi Yifang was scared and wanted to cry, like a poor child whose parents had left home and had to stay with bad kids who bullied them, all he could do was shiver and whisper back, "Phoebe, the Queen is at least our president, right? Wouldn't it be nice if you cursed her like that?"

"President?" Phoebe gave Qi Yifang a light-eyed sidelong glance, suddenly smiling innocently with curled lips, "Maybe not soon."

Qi Yifang was stunned: "...... What does it mean that the Queen will not be the President right away?"

"That weakling." Phoebe smiled sweetly, her hands folded under her jaw, a holy glow all over her face, "Gave me access to the guild's heir before this year's tournament in order to escape what he didn't want to face oh."

"-as soon as he does die, I'll be the president of the King's Crown."

"So please let him go to hell quickly."

Qi Yifang's mind was now completely blank: "What? The Queen has given you the authority of the President?!"

Phoebe's system panel vibrated and a prompt popped up saying

[System Alert: Player Queen Hearts has transferred the team's tactician authority to you, please deploy carefully and lead your team to victory!

"What a weak approach to Hearts style." Phoebe snorted very softly as she smiled and waved the system panel in her hand at Qi Yifang whose expression was on the verge of dementedness, "Tactician access is mine now too."

"Come with me, loser mate."

Ornamental pool.

Wang Shun winced when he saw the Tactician logo appear on Phoebe's head, a reaction echoed by the large crowd in the auditorium.

Now even the host looked numb, his face dazed as he looked at the big screen and spoke into the microphone with a bit of a break, "Nation, the King's Guild has also delegated their tactician authority to the new players ......"

"So what's this?!"

The host said incredulously, "Two freshman playmakers duking it out?! In a crucial game that will decide whether or not both families make the playoffs?!"

Whispers from the audience.

"Wow shit, a newcomer versus a newcomer, so who wins and who loses is not certain?"

"...... I'm already thinking Buming White what are these two presidents thinking?"

"Am I the only one who cares what the nun just said, that she's the new president when the queen dies?! What's going on here!?"

Yuan Guang, who was sitting next to Wang Shun, was also tense, he was sitting here on behalf of the merged Russell Cemetery, he had been dizzy from this operation when Bai Liu had delegated his authority to Liu Jiayi, and now that the other party had also delegated, he was even more dizzy and had to hold Wang Shun and ask him: "What is this? "What the hell is going on here?"

"I didn't expect the ...... Empress to give Phoebe the guild and the Tactician's authority so quickly." Wang Shun's face sank slightly, "All I know is that a long time ago she didn't want to be the president anymore, that's why she picked Jiayi as her successor and groomed her to take over her authority."

Yuan Guang was stunned: "You don't want to do it anymore? Why? She's one of the strongest players in the game?

"I don't know." Wang Shun bowed his head heavily as he folded his arms in front of himself and was silent for a moment before speaking, "The Queen's skill would make me the person I wanted to see in the core of my greatest desire when I looked directly at her, so I never succeeded in testing her mind."

"Why would a top player in the prime of his powers give up his position?" Daniel asked bored as he leaned over the railing and turned his head to Cen Buming, "Hey President, you look like you know everything, do you know why?"

Cen Buming clutched his chest and gave Daniel a nonchalant sidelong glance: "Shouldn't you know more about the King's Guild?"

"That dangerous nun, that's your sister, isn't it?"

"Biologically speaking, she is indeed my sister." Daniel looked at Phoebe on the big screen with a slightly resistant expression and tsked in annoyance, "But by all accounts, a more accurate definition of her status would be my competitor than sister."

"And a pretty strong contender at that."

Cen Buming raised one eyebrow slightly, "While I have no interest in your family affairs, I can listen if you want to talk about them."

--what a gossipy sentence of rejection.

Daniel couldn't resist switching hands and mopping his jaw as he stared at Phoebe on the big screen for a moment, his apple-green eyes darkening.

"You should know who I am in reality, right, President? I don't need to give you any more information about my background, do I?" Daniel's voice sounded suddenly.

Cen Buming gave a cold nod, "I know. "

--An arms dealer so powerful that the Bai six of other worlds would be willing to cooperate with him, would choose his heir from among his own offspring in a way that could be described as cruel, as if he were taming a beast.

Daniel, the winner of the offspring of these fights, inherited the group after his father's death and became one of the best and most easily discharged guns in Bai six's hands.

"My father had many lovers, he didn't care for them and wouldn't let them into our family, but he would bring back all the children of his born of these lovers and teach us to handle and shoot a gun from the time we started walking." Daniel cocked his head and said in a casual tone, "My mother was the first wife he took into the family and then he killed me when I was five because she betrayed him and was praying at bedtime."

" Phoebe's mother was his second wife and he married Phoebe's mother when she was already raised in the Hinchmani family until she was five years old, when I was almost seven."

Daniel paused for a moment and, as if amused, began to play a question and answer game with Cen Buming: "Why do you think my father chose Phoebe's mother as his second wife out of a long list of lovers?"

Cen Buming was quiet for a moment: "I don't know."

--in short, there would be nothing in this little madman's family that could be routinely inferred.

"It's because of Phoebe." Daniel leaned back lazily in his posture, "My father was going to marry the mother of another boy - another of his lovers."

"But Phoebe changed his mind."

Daniel looked up, he looked at Phoebe on the big screen and his tone was dark: "At just five years old, Phoebe was a perfect inheritor of his genes, even surpassing him, she was cruel, powerful, cold, clinging to her gun when she was crawling, with an innate desire to control anything she could plunder and move up the ladder, compared to other heirs who only cry, Phoebe is as good as a creature of another species."

" Phoebe's excellence impressed my father, and although there had never been a female heir in the Hinchmani family, Phoebe swayed him."

"He decided to marry Phoebe's birth mother to pave the way for Phoebe's place in the heirship."

"When I was thirteen and Phoebe was ten, our family had an heir trial." Daniel looked at the big screen and recounted in a calm tone, "The trial was simple: shoot a living person ten metres away with an apple on their head."

"These living people were our closest adoptive mothers at the time, and all the children came on crying, except Phoebe."

"-despite the live target she had to shoot at, the living person standing across from her with the apple on top was her biological mother."

"We had to fire a total of ten shots, we would be given apples to change, some of the kids broke down and stopped on the first shot, and people on the field kept getting hurt and dragged down again for resuscitation."

"There were only two kids on the field who finished firing ten shots, one was me and one was Phoebe, my live target was my servant at the time who was uninjured and ended up leaving the field in tears, I called a time out when I got to the sixth shot and took a minute break."

Daniel paused for a moment, " Phoebe didn't call a timeout."

"She just calmly held the gun up and fired ten shots with uncanny precision at the apples that kept being replaced over her own birth mother's head."

"On the third shot, her mother couldn't hold it together and broke down on her knees and started crying and praying, saying she wanted it all to stop, and my father asked Phoebe if she needed to take a break, and Phoebe said - no."

"She said to hold mum in place and just keep changing apples, it'll be over soon."

Cen Buming is silent.

Daniel looks up: "- and now Phoebe is still the number one heir to the Hinchmani family."

"She didn't seem satisfied with having to wait until her father died to get what she wanted, though, so-" Daniel shrugged indifferently, "I wasn't surprised to see her in the game for that matter. "

"Did you just say that all the kids on the field cried except the nuns?" Cen Buming asked thoughtfully in return, "So you cried too?"

Daniel: "......"