Chapter 794: Judgment

Inside the carriage moving at a moderate pace, Lu Mian, wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, looked at the windows welded with iron bars and covered with thick cloth, becoming more and more convinced of his judgment.

When accused of being a wanted criminal by the Church of Knowledge clergy, his first reaction was not to tense up his spirit, but to feel strong confusion.

He felt that those clergy doing daily exit inspections were there specifically for him, but apart from Ludwig and the "0-01" matter, he had no intersection with the Church of Knowledge, nor had he harmed their interests.

Facing an Intisian wanted criminal, why is your Lenburg so active? Have you verified the specific situation and the target's current strength?

As his thoughts raced, amidst Salient's gaze—which was filled with surprise, lingering fear, and a hint of relief—Lu Mian considered a possibility:

"Is this the hint given by the Church of Knowledge?"

"No, this can no longer be considered a hint; it should be a direct escort to the destination!"

"'City of Exiles,' as the name suggests, is a place to exile criminals. When I am caught as a wanted criminal and sentenced to exile, I will naturally be sent into Morora..."

"Is this method a bit too simple and crude?"

"How did they know I came? Although I didn't disguise myself, I was very low-key along the way..."

"Are high-sequence members of the 'Reader' pathway good at prophecy or divination?"

Lu Mian looked down at his waist, looking at the "Traveler's Bag" that hadn't been confiscated, and couldn't help but mutter silently,

"They didn't even confiscate the items on the wanted criminal, nor did they take corresponding measures against the dangerous criminal, limiting the exertion of Beyonder abilities..."

"This acting is too careless, isn't it? Are they afraid I won't see it, resist on the spot, and cause losses?"

Lu Mian silently took off the "Traveler's Bag" hanging on his belt and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his thick jacket.

He didn't want to make things difficult for the Church of Knowledge clergy:

It doesn't matter if their acting is bad, but I can't be so perfunctory. What if other serious criminals, nearby Aissala citizens, or the police assisting see the "Traveler's Bag"?

They would think the Church of Knowledge clergy are not professional enough!

The vehicle drove for a long time and finally stopped.

Under the heavily guarded escort of several Church of Knowledge clergy wearing plain white robes inlaid with brass threads, Lu Mian walked to the front of a white giant tower.

Before he had time to examine the complete appearance of this high tower, or even see the spire to confirm how magnificent and vast this building was, he was "driven" into the door on the side, walked down the stone stairs, passed through a deep corridor lit with many gas wall lamps, and arrived in front of a prison cell made of black iron.

Lu Mian glanced around and found that there were already seven or eight people locked in the cell, all wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, and some even had iron chains piercing their collarbones, fixed in corresponding positions.

Such restrictions should be effective even for Beyonders, but they cannot suppress those mystical extraordinary abilities... If it were me, being locked up like this, "Hunter" combat would basically be useless, but it wouldn't hinder me from setting fires, provoking, scouting weaknesses, exchanging fate, or "Teleporting" to escape. Eh, can you be more professional? The acting is too fake now... Lu Mian thought while watching the old man who caught him open the steel prison door.

This slightly elderly clergyman turned his body and said to Lu Mian,

"Stay here for now and wait for the judgment result."

Judgment result? You haven't even judged yet. Are you not even acting anymore? Lu Mian moved his small steps very cooperatively and walked into the prison cell.

Clatter, the steel prison door was closed and locked.

Lu Mian looked around, found a metal chair cast on the ground, sat down, and cast his gaze at the serious criminals who were examining him.

A young man wearing glasses and looking very gentle sat on the metal chair opposite, raised his chin, and said,

"Didn't expect another one younger than me to come."

"Brother, what crime did you commit?"

Lu Mian didn't answer but asked back,

"What about you?"

The gentle young man smiled,

"Murder. Most people here should be murderers."

"How many did you kill?" A middle-aged man who looked quite honest and had his collarbone pierced asked curiously.

"Seven or eight, I guess. I'm not sure if one of them died in the end." The young man showed a reminiscent expression, "Ending a human life with my own hands, feeling their pain, struggle, and despair, having their warm blood splashed on my face—it's truly an intoxicating thing. At that moment, I was like their god, their master."

"Serial killer"? Lu Mian watched silently without interrupting the exchange of these serious criminals.

The young man finally sighed,

"Unfortunately, there are too many detectives in Aissala, and I was eventually found by them."

"What about you? How many did you kill, and why?"

He was asking the honest middle-aged man with his collarbone pierced.

The man's expression didn't change, just like he was talking about what breakfast was today,

"Don't know, too many. Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate last month?"

"This sentence was said by Emperor Roselle of Intis, right? I've seen it in a biography." The gentle young man responded with a smile, "I ate 123 slices of bread last month, I remember."

The honest middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds and said,

"I killed them because they deserved to die, and the more they deserved to die, the more delicious their flesh and blood."

"You ate the people you killed?" The young man's expression changed slightly.

"Depending on the degree of deserving to die, there will be different cooking methods." The honest middle-aged man answered seriously.

"You two perverts." A gloomy man in his thirties snorted coldly.

The gentle young man was not angry and asked curiously,

"Why did you kill?"

"I didn't kill for the sake of killing, I just wanted to rape. Who told them to resist so fiercely?" The gloomy man answered with a look that said I am different from you perverts.

The young man laughed and pointed his chin at the woman who also had her collarbone pierced and had long brown hair scattered,

"She also rapes and kills, but that's just incidental. The main purpose is to collect reproductive organs."

Lu Mian, who was sitting quietly on the metal chair with his body leaning slightly forward, couldn't help but shake his head,

Are there too many murderers in your Lenburg? Everyone has several lives...

The gentle young man looked at him again,

"What about you? What serious crime did you commit?"

Lu Mian thought seriously and said,

"Murder, blasphemy, arson, kidnapping, extortion, intimidation, deception, causing explosions, causing miscarriages, sacrificing to evil gods, attacking government officials, blackmailing the Church of the True God..."

The young man was stunned, and it took a few seconds before he laughed,

"Brother, you committed too many crimes, right?"

"Otherwise, why would I be here?" Lu Mian asked back in a very relaxed state.

"That's true." The young man and other serious criminals looked at Lu Mian with a bit more respect.

"How many people did you kill exactly?" The gentle young man was more curious about this detail, as if he could substitute himself into it.

Lu Mian shook his head and answered in a low voice,

"I haven't counted, and I don't want to answer. This is not something worth showing off. It's like a farmer harvesting wheat; I just finished the corresponding work. Would you be happy because you did your daily work well?"

The young man was silent for a while and said,

"How should I address you? My name is Gei. Maybe we can meet in the kingdom of the God of Death."

Lu Mian spat out a word very simply,

"Louis."

He didn't want to use his real name among these people in the "City of Exiles," because in mysticism, having one's real name known can lead to curses. The contract ability provided by the "Fate" pathway has something similar.

"What about you guys?" Gei asked the others in turn.

"Lies." The honest middle-aged man answered.

The gloomy man hesitated for a moment before answering,

"Vijepan."

"Julie." The woman with long brown hair scattered swept her greedy gaze over the crotches of Gei and the others.

After the serious criminals here finished their self-introductions, Lu Mian laughed and said,

"I didn't expect Lenburg's public security to be so poor, with so many serial killers."

"Yes, I am from Intis, and I haven't been in Lenburg for long."

The most talkative Gei raised his handcuffed hands, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile,

"Actually, it's not bad, it can even be called good, because Lenburg has the most and most professional detectives in the world."

"But there are indeed quite a few people like us. Twisted personalities combined with a lot of knowledge easily create a batch of powerful criminals."

"Moreover, criminals from other countries will also come here, wanting to challenge Lenburg's detectives."

"Detective" is Sequence 7 of the "Reader" pathway, and this pathway belongs to the Church of Knowledge, so there are indeed enough of them in Lenburg... Are there no real "criminals" or real "serial killers" hidden among those criminals? Is this using "detectives" as tools for acting? But conversely, if "detectives" can catch criminals of the "Demon" pathway, they can also digest their own potions better and faster... Lu Mian nodded thoughtfully and responded with a smile,

"Do I count as one?"

"You have a very clear understanding of your own personality, and people like you are more dangerous the more knowledge they have."

Gei coughed and said,

"Yes, I regret now that I don't have enough knowledge."

As a few serious criminals chatted quietly from time to time, time passed without knowing how long.

Finally, the few clergy members from before surrounded a lady and walked to the front of this prison cell.

The lady wore a shirt with white lace flowers at the collar, a beige coat with brass threads on the outside, a dark knee-length skirt and brown leather boots on the lower body. Her face was like a goose egg, her eyes were light blue like spring water, her nose bridge was high, and her brown hair was simply draped down with a bun. She was a very beautiful woman.

The moment he saw her, Vijepan's eyes lit up.

"Your judgment results are out, and I will read them." After the beautiful lady finished speaking, she turned her body and walked toward the end of the deep corridor, while other clergy members were responsible for opening the prison cell and escorting Lu Mian, Gei, and others to follow closely behind.

They walked down the stone stairs, layer by layer into the underground, and finally arrived in front of a pair of brass doors.

The beautiful lady with the goose-egg face stopped, turned to Lu Mian and the others, and said with a serious expression,

"Your judgment results are:

"Exile, never to return!"

"Exiled to where?" Gei was both surprised and confused.

It's not the death penalty?

The lady pointed to the brass double doors behind her,

"Exiled behind this door."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hair-raising sound that couldn't be distinguished came from behind the door.

PS: Thanks to Mr. Aurora o for the silver alliance reward again and again~

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