Chapter 374： advice

"I'm not a witch!"

The girl explained to Quiller with a broken expression, as if the word witch had a great curse.

"Hmph!" Quintus walked over triumphantly, grabbed the girl's arm and lifted her body vigorously, then covered her mouth.

"Master Foster, I won't bother your guards here. We will take her to the prison of the church for interrogation."

As soon as he said this, his companions in the purification team lost their vigilance against the guards just now, and instead showed wretched expressions.

Quiller frowned tightly, as if he was thinking about what to do. It would be difficult to deal with wizards.

Just then a voice rang out, "Let go of this poor girl, you villains!"

It was Liszt, and he walked up to Quiller full of righteous indignation, and said anxiously: "Master Guard Captain, I can testify that this group of so-called purification team members just bullied that girl, and those witches and other rhetoric are not true at all." They just made it up on the spur of the moment to fool you."

"Can't I see it?" Quiller said to himself.

Now that someone came out to testify, Queller put on a straight face again and asked Quintus:

"You say she is suspected of being a witch. What kind of suspicion is it? I can't let a good citizen who abides by the law be thrown into prison by you casually!"

"This…"

Quintus was speechless for a moment, and then he became annoyed in his heart: this son of the Foster family is too shameless, and at the beginning he put up with his prestige, but he refused to step down the steps again and again, Are people in the church so easy to bully?

Suspected witch? Want to make up a reason now? Quintus knew that with the brains of his group of people, it was really embarrassing, but he was very good at fighting and snatching.

Just when Quintus and the others were stunned, Quiller snorted coldly and said, "I'll do it myself!"

Then he took out a milky white stone.

Could it be? Did he even have that? The members of the purification team widened their eyes.

"This is the magic stone!" Quiller shouted in the hall holding up the stone.

"As long as there are traces of witchcraft on this girl, you can easily detect it!"

There was a sound of surprise in the lobby, and everyone stared at the milky white stone intently. As expected of a child of a big family, he can carry such a rare thing with him.

After speaking, he touched the stone to the girl's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Quintus dragged the girl behind him and said in a bad tone: "Master Captain! You are a huge insult to us—the servants of the gods in the world!"

Quiller retorted: "I meant no insult! Just doing Guard duty!"

The two sides refused to give in to each other and were at a stalemate.

"Master Foster!"

A cold voice came, which attracted Quiller's attention.

Everyone looked at the entrance, only to see a man in armor walking in slowly.

As this person came in, the temperature in the lobby seemed to drop suddenly.

Someone noticed that there were three silver leaves pinned to his armor, "It's the paladin of the church!"

"Knight Vilaius." Quiller called out the man's name.

The knight walked in front of him and saluted, "I'm sorry, our people have caused you trouble."

Then he glanced at Quintus and said in a commanding tone: "Bring people over!"

Quintus seemed to have been stunned since the knight came in, and whispered tremblingly after hearing the order: "But...but... Lord Vilaius..."

"What? Are you going to disobey my order?"

"No, no, no! I absolutely dare not disobey your orders, Lord Vilaius."

With trembling hands, he pushed the girl who was restrained by him to the front.

Quiller quickly touched the stone to the girl's forehead lightly.

People around focused their attention on the stone, while Quintus swallowed quietly.

A few seconds passed, and the white stone did not change at all.

Quiller looked at Quintus, his eyes became sharp.

"Master Foster..." Quintus no longer had the breeze just now, he explained in a panic: "If the other party has not been exposed to witchcraft in the near future, the magic stone will not work."

"Quintus, since she hasn't been exposed to witchcraft in the past few days, have you found any other traces!"

Quiller hadn't spoken yet, but the knight questioned him instead.

"This... this... Master Vilaius..."

Quintus faltered, with cold sweat streaming down his cheeks, but he couldn't explain why.

"I'm sorry! Lord Vileus, I... I was wrong, I've shamed you!"

He suddenly fell to his knees and begged for mercy in a tone of remorse.

The knight didn't allow him to distinguish, kicked him in the chest, and Quintus flew upside down.

"You are not embarrassing me, you are discrediting the glorious image of the Holy Church!"

The knight's tone became colder, he turned to Queller and said, "Master Foster, please deal with him for the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble, this is your right."

"Thank you, Knight Vileus!"

Even so, the sense of distance in Quiller's tone was obvious. He knew this person, and he knew exactly what kind of enthusiasm for his own beliefs was hidden under the appearance of impartiality. This kind of fanaticism can sometimes make people very irrational.

The knight didn't say another word, waved his hand and left.

Quintus' accomplice hurriedly followed behind him but kept a certain distance, and also hurried away. Quiller didn't care, his goal was Quintus alone.

"Thank you! Thank you, Master Foster! You will be rewarded for being a good man!"

The girl who was almost taken away as a witch knelt on the ground and thanked Quiller repeatedly. For her, now is like the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

"Be careful in the future!"

After casually comforting the girl, Quiller ordered his men to **** the dejected Quintus away, and then looked at Liszt beside him.

"Listen to your accent, from the Northwest Bay?"

"Yes, my lord I'm from there." Liszt responded in a panic.

Quiller smiled: "Well, for some reason, I have a good impression of your place, so..."

He suddenly changed to a serious expression: "I will give you a piece of advice, try to keep a low profile in Jiaowan, especially don't get involved with church-related matters, now... is a special period."

"I... I see... Thank you!"

In fact, there is no need to remind, Liszt also deeply understands it.

"Mark my words. Of course, I still appreciate your act of kindness today, but..."

Quiller patted him on the shoulder, "You have to do what you can to fight against injustice!"

"I'll pay attention next time." Liszt's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Close the team!" Quiller waved his hand and led the people away.

"Huh!" Liszt wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"You bastard! You were almost killed and strangled!"

He received a hard blow to the back and heard the voice of his partner McKinley.

"McKinley? Are you still here? I thought you ran away!"

"It's true to say that you are an asshole! Am I that kind of person? Oh, let's go, let's leave this place of right and wrong first, and settle accounts with you when we go back."

The two hurriedly walked outside through the revived lively lobby, and along the way, people kept toasting to Liszt as a tribute.

"Well done Yankee!"

"Cheers to justice!"

"Cheers to fight against injustice!"

I don't know if I am really paying tribute to him, or mocking him.