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Chapter 234 Processing
There was a hint of longing for life in Joel's eyes. He looked at the figures rushing towards him from afar, raised his right hand slightly, wanting to call for help, but in the end his right hand fell down weakly, and his eyes became dim.

“Ugh…” Rafar’s whole body twitched, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

Dense and special lines appeared inside his body. These lines formed chains of order. While protecting him, they also brought him great pain...

The rules from the dream world and the special rules in Rafar's body began to clash with each other. Although the dream rules were more powerful, under the defense of chains, Rafar could not be killed instantly. During this time, Rafar took out a small sculpture from his storage space.

The sculpture depicts a special monster with nine heads and one hundred arms. However, the single eye on three of the nine heads of this monster has been closed. Even these three heads appear to be dilapidated, with different marks of damage on them.

clack clack...

The next moment, the eyes of the fourth head of the sculpture began to close slowly, and at the same time, the power of rules from the dream world on Rafar's body began to transfer to the head of this sculpture.

click-

It seemed that the sculpture's bearing capacity had reached a limit. The monster's fourth head suddenly began to disintegrate from the inside and eventually turned into debris on the ground.

clack clack...

The remaining power of rules continued to transfer to the fifth head under the traction of the sculpture, and this sculpture bore the horrific backlash of the rules on behalf of Rafar.

However, although the sculpture bore the backlash of the rules for Rafar, some of the pain had to be borne by Rafar himself.

"Ahhh..." A thin shadow appeared vaguely. Its expression was distorted, and blood vessels on its body were bulging. It looked as if they could burst at any time. It looked terrifying and hideous.

click-

At this moment, the fifth head of the sculpture also exploded completely. However, Rafar was reluctant to sacrifice another sculpture head for the remaining tiny bit of power of rules. Instead, he chose to use an object similar to a scarecrow to clear them out of the body.

"Rafar!" At this time, several knights in the distance also rushed to the scene. They looked at Joel with some doubt, who still had a dagger stuck in his back, and then looked at Rafar, who was pale at this time. For a moment, they didn't understand what was going on.

"You... you just killed Joel? And where are Captain Fulgrim and the others?"

A knight had burning eyes. He had the best eyesight among the few people and vaguely saw some images in the distance. Although they were not very clear, there were only Rafar and Joel here, so it was not difficult to judge the result.

Although the other knights could not see clearly, after hearing their companions' questions and combining them with the blurry images they had seen before, they had some guesses in their minds and looked at Rafar with some unfriendly eyes.

After all, they and the team responsible for reconnaissance are brothers within the Knights Templar. Although their relationship is not as close as comrades in the same team, they have trained together, fought on the battlefield together, and have a deep friendship.

When facing Rafal, who was most likely a murderous beast, murderous intent appeared in the eyes of these knights. If it weren't for the fact that Rafal had the blood of the Trujillo family in his body, these knights probably wouldn't have given Rafal a chance to explain, but would have taken this opportunity to get rid of him directly.

"They... they have been contaminated by evil spirits..." Rafar's voice trembled slightly, and his pale face made the knights look at each other in bewilderment for a moment, and they retracted their weapons slightly.

"Where's Brother Fugen? He's just a little bit away from being rated as an 'A' awakener, and his awakened talent is the [Hard Armor] that is good at saving his life. Even if he is contaminated by the evil spirit, he can still return and wait for us to rescue him, right?"

A knight frowned, with a look of obvious hostility in his expression.

It was Fulgrim who led him when he entered the Knights Templar. Although he was no longer in the squadron led by Fulgrim, the two of them had a relationship almost like that of a master and a disciple. He looked at Rafar suspiciously, his right hand tightly grasping his sword, as if as long as Rafar dared to lie, he would directly attack and kill Rafar.

There was a cold flash in the depths of Rafar's eyes, but the next moment a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. His already pale face became even uglier, and he fainted on the ground with a sway.

"team leader?"

Several knights looked at their captain.

"Control him first and take him back. By the way, take the body back as well and let the military doctors check it out." The team leader glanced coldly at Rafar who was unconscious on the ground, but finally gritted his teeth and said these words.

"Damn it!" The knight who had a deep friendship with Fugen jumped off his horse angrily and kicked Rafar in anger.

The other knights did not say anything, and tacitly covered up the matter.

……

"Captain, we followed the traces of the previous reconnaissance team and found the remains of Fugen and his men... This method is suspected to be the Mentel family's talent of 'controlling fire', or it may come from the 'flame lineage' of the demons. In addition, military doctor Zenani did detect an extremely weak demon aura from Joel..."

Hercules listened to his subordinates' reports silently with a calm expression. Zenani? He knew that woman, and even knew her identity as a suspected player. She was even one of Rafar's most frequent friends...

"He does have some skills," Hercules commented.

"If it's a demon, then the demons that Fugen and his team encountered before are probably S-level. Otherwise, with Fugen's strength, he wouldn't be killed by the demons without much resistance."

Quitt, who was in charge of reporting the details of the incident, didn't know that the person Hercules was talking about was Rafar. He looked at Hercules with a serious expression, "And a demon nest that can breed S-level demons must be at least a large demon nest, or even a legendary super-large demon nest..."

"I know this very well, but let's talk about Rafar first." Hercules tapped the table with his fingers.

Quit opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, he knew that Rafar and his boss Roland seemed to have a very close relationship...

"Rafar is a suspect to a certain extent. If we follow the normal approach, he may need to undergo a period of investigation. However, we are now in a state of crusade, which is an emergency. According to regulations, the temporary disposal right belongs to you, the leader. You only need to register after you return."

Quitt kicked the ball back to Hercules.

"Me?" Hercules raised his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He naturally knew how "innocent" Rafar was, but now was not a good time to completely turn against him.

"How about this, first... record a serious offense, then ask Rafar to come to my place, and I will personally ask him some questions. If the demons really appear as he described, I will personally explain to the head of the family. I will never let a good person suffer injustice, and I will never tolerate any bad guy going unpunished!"

Hercules' voice was sonorous, but to Quitt's ears, it felt more or less biased towards Rafar. After all, a serious warning sounded good, but it was no substantial punishment.

"Yes, Captain!" But he didn't say anything in the end. He saluted Hercules and left quickly.

Not long after, Rafar was brought in.

"Sister Roland..." Rafar lowered his head, looking as if he had done something wrong.

"You all go out first." Hercules waved his hand gently, signaling the knights beside him to leave. Then he walked in front of Rafar and looked at this "dream master" with a hint of inquiry in the depths of his eyes.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Looking at Roland, who looked calm at the moment, Rafar heaved a sigh of relief. The first thing he did after untying the shackles that bound him was to hold Roland's hand, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey... Sister Roland, please listen to my explanation. This matter is not..." Rafael explained carefully while observing Hercules' attitude. When he saw Hercules's overly calm expression at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Folgen is my old subordinate. He is steady and reliable." Hercules calmly withdrew his hand and crossed his arms across his chest, thus indirectly rejecting Rafar's physical contact.

"Um... Sister Roland, it's mainly because he and I have some personal grudges..." Rafar hesitated. In front of Roland, he didn't dare to tell her that he had an affair with another girl and that it had caused her death.

After all, his image in front of Roland was that of a "pure little brother". If Roland knew that he was playing so recklessly, he would probably draw his knight's sword and kill him.

But if he didn't explain the matter clearly, he couldn't explain why he wanted to kill Fugen. In this case, it would be difficult for him to convince Roland to stand on his side and help cover up the truth.

"There's no other way..." Rafar was extremely helpless. He gritted his teeth, looked at the tent where only he and Hercules were, and suddenly took out a special stone ball from his pocket.

The surface of the stone ball is full of holes, and special miasma is coming out from these holes.

"You..." Hercules felt dizzy, and his mental power became a little muddled under the influence of this miasma.

However, soon, the core of Hercules' consciousness was protected by a light curtain composed of a layer of data streams, and his consciousness became clear again, but he still maintained this "hypnotized" state.

At this time, Rafar was unaware and continued to tell his "story".

"Sister Roland, the thing is..."

(End of this chapter)