Devil's Bible

Chapter 93 Conflict
"Lord Nemus?" Kru looked at Nemus, who had stood up, and immediately lowered his head to ask.

Previously, Kru was quite talkative, but this has changed; he has become much more silent and reserved.

"Let's go and meet Xibin's family." Putting down his quill, Nemes set aside the approved documents.

Naims spent half the morning handling some official business.

There aren't many things to worry about; the biggest problem is with the whale dung beetles.

Yesterday, Nemus sent several trainee paladins awaiting promotion to handle the matter, but they failed and returned wounded.

This means they failed to get promoted, and they will have to wait more than a year to be promoted again.

Nemus sensed something was amiss, so he didn't rush to send a paladin to deal with it.

The whale dung beetle needs to go through three molting stages before it can become an adult.

During this process, the strength of the whale dung beetle will gradually increase.

However, this thing is just a large insect, and its combat power is not very high.

As long as it's a legitimate paladin, they can usually handle it.

There were three people who applied to become official paladins this time.

Since they dared to make this application, they must have some reason to be confident.

Even if the three of them explored separately and did not fight together, they should not have all returned injured.

The most likely explanation is that something has happened in the area where the whale dung beetle lives.

Nemes even took the time to summon the three of them.

The three had very similar experiences. After entering the dung beetle habitat, they split up to search for adult dung beetles.

Everything that followed was perfectly normal.

Look for signs of molting, find the adult insect, and attack it.

The problem arose in the final step; during the battle with the adult insects, they discovered they were outmatched.

According to them, everything is just a little bit lacking.

Because the area was filled with the stench of feces, their condition was somewhat poor. Adult dung beetles have strong exoskeletons, making them less aggressive.

The movements were a little slow, and the reaction was a little delayed.

It was this tiny difference that caused them to lose.

It sounds like people who have never been to a dirty and chaotic environment lose their usual performance due to the stench, thus failing to perform at their best.

"Could it be that Xibin is hiding there?" Nemes thought for a moment, but still had no clue.

Because it's unnecessary; even if these trainee paladins killed the dung beetle, it wouldn't change anything.

Furthermore, it can be determined that the whale dung beetle does not possess any particularly special value.

Its sole purpose is to transport whale dung.

The motive is unclear, so we cannot immediately conclude that someone is really up to something behind the scenes.

Nemes wasn't in a hurry to deal with it; his schedule was packed.

The carriages sped through the streets, and because they bore the symbols of the church, most carriages would give way when they saw them from afar.

Soon after, Nemes arrived at Xibin's home in the North District.

The house is a typical aristocratic residence.

It was large and had a courtyard, but at this moment, there were still some cracks in the courtyard.

A large area of ​​the lawn in the yard was also scorched, and there were several large craters in the distance.

It is said that all these signs of battle were caused by the Arbitration Team when they captured Xibin.

"No entry!" Nems' carriage stopped, and before it had even come to a complete stop, two men blocked its path. These two men wore light armor, and their collars bore a crossed insignia—the emblem of the Judgment Team.

“The new Grand Knight needs to investigate the family of the criminal Xibin. Lift the gates and do not obstruct him.” Poole stepped out of the carriage, took out the document signed by Nems himself, and showed it to the two men.

The two men exchanged a glance, then continued unmoved, "This area is under the jurisdiction of the Arbitration Team. Entry is prohibited. Please return!"

"Leave him alive..." came Nemus's order.

The two men immediately drew their weapons.

However, Poole was already a step ahead, spreading his arms and slapping them back, knocking the swords they had just drawn halfway back.

Although the whale transformation has not been initiated, Poole is no longer the trainee village guardian he once was.

The deep well water within his body was fully activated, and he was already quite strong.

At the same time, although whale transformation has not been activated, the properties of bone fins are acting on his bones. As long as his bones are still intact, he can still use this property.

This made him significantly faster than the other two.

After slapping their swords back, Poole jumped down from the carriage, then moved closer, wrapping his arms around the necks of the two men as if embracing them.

"Stop!" A shout came from afar.

Then came a burst of Discipline-based spells.

Discipline spell: Intimidate!

This spell allows the spirit to merge into the surrounding air, causing a certain vibration and forming a powerful pressure.

It is generally used to control the field, and can suppress large-scale chaos as quickly as possible, or make individual enemies temporarily lose consciousness.

However, the very next second after this spell was cast, another spell burst forth from the carriage.

Discipline spell: Prohibition!

Spells involve filling the surrounding environment with spiritual energy, then combining it with the air to form a dam-like barrier that can block the spread of flowing things such as energy, sound, and poisonous gases.

The speed at which the spell was executed surprised the person who cast the intimidation spell.

Then he saw his two subordinates being grabbed by the neck, and as Poole's body spun, they were lifted off the ground, spinning twice like windmills before being launched into the air and crashing onto the roadside.

Their faces turned a purplish-brown, like fish out of water, gasping for breath.

Their throats are broken, and if they don't receive timely treatment, they are likely to die soon from breathing problems.

"That's too much!" Two healing spells landed, finally bringing the two people back to their senses.

Then the person who had previously used magic to stop the attack also emerged from the shadows.

He wore an elaborate priest's robe with very obvious symbols of the Doctrine of the Law, and also had an "X" mark on his collar.

"You have committed a grave sin by attacking clergy!"

"Oh?" The carriage curtain was pulled back, and Nemus was sitting inside. The interplay of light and shadow inside the carriage gave Nemus an air of authority.

"I wonder what wrong I, as a mere attendant, have committed?"

Along with Nems's question came his gaze.

The man's body trembled instinctively, as if he had been targeted by a terrifying monster.

As a pastor, he knew very well that it was the other party's will that was oppressing him.

Although paladins do not use mental power, their will becomes stronger with training and advancement in skill level. Some people can use this to exert mental pressure, which is one of the ways paladins deal with various spells.

"Pool, let's go!" Without waiting for a reply, Nems lowered the carriage curtain.

Poole glanced at the priest, then drew his dagger and cut the chains on the mansion's gate.

The carriage roared past, leaving the priest standing there.

(End of this chapter)