Oh, no, the guards didn't have many good people either. Never mind.
Bang!
"What the hell are you shouting for, you stinking bitch? Who do you want to receive the punishment they deserve? Are you cursing me?" A vicious-looking man said irritably as he kicked the woman sprawled on the ground.
"Urgh..."
The abused woman could only curl herself up, minimizing the area that could be hurt and protecting her vulnerable parts.
"Who the fuck told you to spout nonsense!" But after only kicking her once, the fleshy-faced man showed no intention of stopping. After kicking apart a nearby chair, he picked up one of its legs and prepared to viciously strike the woman lying on the ground.
Herrscher of Knowledge could indeed suppress their criminal instincts and lessen their urge to commit crimes, but some people would still qualify as criminals even if ninety percent of their dark thoughts were removed.
The woman closed her eyes, shielded her head, and prayed to the gods.
Whoosh!
Just as the man was about to carry out his violence and the people around them turned a blind eye, four of the black feathers drifting down from the sky suddenly accelerated, piercing through the man's body before his club could fall upon the woman.
"Ah!!!" The man screamed. He could no longer grip the club in his hand, and it clattered to the ground.
That seemed to be only the beginning. Countless screams soon rose and fell one after another.
After trembling in fear for a long time without feeling herself get hurt, the woman cautiously opened her eyes.
The scene she had imagined—the fleshy-faced man grinning cruelly at her, waiting for her to open her eyes—never appeared.
The man who had just been punching and kicking her was now clutching his chest