Chapter 348: 216: Got It, Belongs Here_1

Chapter 348: Chapter 216: Got It, Belongs Here_1

The two attendants knelt down abruptly, speaking loudly, “Greetings, sir. Are these yours? This lowlife stole your possessions, please forgive her. We’ll take her away immediately.”

Ange tilted his head, looked at the little girl who was trembling with fear, about to burst into tears hugging her brother, then glanced at the two aggressively attendant, then suddenly said, “You’re lying.”

A pure wave of holy power spread out. With a few snaps, several shackles composed of holy light emerged from the ground, firmly binding the two attendants.

“Original Sin Shackles?!” The two attendants turned pale with fright, crying out in panic, “Please spare us, sir, you’ve misunderstood, we’re innocent! We are attendants of God’s Knight Samaran, we’re not sinners.”

“Original Sin Shackles?!” Within Ange’s soul, Negris exclaimed in alarm, “When did you learn Original Sin Shackles? How did you use it without uttering a Holy Word?”

The shocking part for Negris was that Ange had unknowingly learned the Original Sin Shackles, but what surprised him more was that Ange didn’t use Holy Words such as ‘In God’s name’.

God, he’s using his own power to condemn these two because he is a god. His words are holy!

But the issue is, he’s an Undead God. Even if he can condemn them in his own name, what he should cast shouldn’t be Original Sin Shackles, but the Evil Prison.

Negris was baffled. He had lived for over ten thousand years and had never seen such a ridiculous situation.

Ange was just as confused. He only felt these two humans were lying and had simply stated the fact. Why did these shackles appear?

The manager of this area was also alerted by this event. A group of knights rushed over, ruthlessly whipping the poor people in their path, “Move, move!” and forcibly cleared a path.

However, when they reached the front and saw the situation, the leading paladin’s expression changed greatly. He immediately dismounted from his horse and knelt down in respect.

The team members behind their captain were dumbfounded but quickly followed suit and knelt in respect.

Then, without uttering a word, the leading paladin stood up with head bowed, led his horse, and retreated faster than on their arrival.

After retreating to the outskirts of the crowd and leaving Ange’s field of vision, the leading paladin sighed in relief and removed his helmet to wipe his sweaty forehead.

One of his subordinates asked in confusion, “Captain, what happened there? Do you know that man? Is he dangerous?”

The leading paladin shook his head, “I don’t know the man, but I know the Original Sin Shackles. That was a trial.”

“Oh, so those chains were the Original Sin Shackles? Then why did we retreat? Shouldn’t we help maintain order for him?” A young knight asked.

The leading paladin looked at him oddly and mocked, “So, you’re innocent eh? Never peeked at the neighbor’s aunt while she was bathing?”

The young knight’s face turned crimson with embarrassment, but he retorted, “Of course I have, I’ve done more than just peek.”

“Tsk tsk, that’s lust. Have you ever taken bribes? That’s greed. Have you ever beaten those poor people? That’s wrath. Have you ever not wanted to get up before eight? That’s sloth. Liability feeds so many original sins. If that man accuses you of having sins, can you guarantee your innocence? Help him? Or even watch? Go away, go far away, don’t let him see you.”