Everything Was Hidden Below

"What is this?"

All the high-ranking officials conducting the trial rose to their feet.

Their burning gazes fixed on the black flames blazing around the woman.

The chains binding the woman's hands instantly turned to powder beneath the black flames.

Claude, who should have lost her power, was somehow able to unleash such strength again.

The man watching from the corner of the wall gave a soft laugh.

"Sure enough, it wasn't that simple."

This red-haired man was one of the marshals of the Black Church.

Cross Marian.

He turned and headed outside.

"Cross, have you decided to leave?" A bespectacled middle-aged man with a refined appearance asked Cross.

He was Tiedoll, one of the Black Church's marshals.

An elderly man and a masked man stood beside him.

These two were also marshals of the Black Church.

Ilka and Sokaro.

Together with Claude, who was currently on trial, these four made up the Black Church's five strongest marshals.

Since one of them was being judged, the other four naturally could not simply stand by.

"There's no point in watching any longer." Cross waved a hand.

"The outcome has already been decided. Claude doesn't need our help."

Though he did not know what those black flames were, the return of power to Claude meant that this woman would not be brought down so easily.

He had never underestimated her.

"What a boring bunch. A woman who can make me feel threatened naturally has some skills." Sokaro also got to his feet and walked outside.

"I'd rather go fight those demons. This place is boring as hell."

Watching the two leave, Ilka sighed helplessly.

"Their personalities really are troublesome."

One was a drifter, and the other was a battle maniac.

"Hahaha, Senior, you'll have to worry about them more." Tiedoll smiled gently.