Dekan, the God of Contracts

Upon hearing Judith's answer, Dekan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

For some reason, this female knight had been clinging to him like this ever since she first saw him.

Of course, Dekan was also happy that the female knight was causing him trouble.

You're not leaving this room without paying a price today.

As long as one stands on the moral high ground, Dekan is invincible.

He pointed to the body bag on the ground and said irritably:

"Come on, go open this bag and see who's in it."

"Ha, could it be Evans? That's laughable."

Judith shook her head with a cold laugh, and said sarcastically.

In her opinion.

To say that today we can clear this guy of suspicion is a question.

Perhaps only if Evans were in this body bag could it work.

But even a three-year-old knows that such an absurd thing is absolutely impossible.

Judith walked over to the body.

She stared intently at Dekan, then swung her sword and gently sliced open the body bag, precisely breaking through its surface without harming the body inside.

The cloth bag slowly unfurled.

Judith also caught a glimpse of the body's condition out of the corner of her eye.

She noticed that although the body's clothing was largely charred, it was still clearly the attire of a clergyman.

What a pitiful priest, suffering such a terrible fate at the hands of these three bastards.

However.

As Judith gradually made out the priest's appearance...

"Evans!!!"

In that instant, Judith couldn't help but scream in alarm, her lips trembling as she backed away.

Her expression turned terrified, as if she had seen a ghost.

The formidable enemy she once feared.

How did he suddenly turn into a corpse?!

"How... how is this possible?!"

Judith seemed so startled that her breathing became rapid and disordered.

She quickly seemed to realize something and looked at Dekan warily again.

"Are you trying to fool me with a prop like this?"

She believed it could never be Evans.

This dangerous guy is just using it as a tool to mess with her mind!

"Why don't you check it yourself? Where am I supposed to create an eighth-tier expert's corpse for you?"

Dekan sighed, seemingly feeling somewhat weary.

Or maybe you're already fast-forwarding to counting the money.

Upon hearing this, Judith knelt down and shakily reached out to touch the corpse.

After confirming the body's sturdiness and using Magic Power to probe it, Judith quickly determined that it was a corpse with an eighth-tier strength.

And most importantly...

Evans had the marks she sustained during the chase this afternoon!

This is something that cannot be faked under any circumstances!

Without a doubt, the deceased was Evans!!

Judith bit her lip tightly; no matter how hard her brain worked, she couldn't understand the situation.

Evans, how could he be dead like that??

The answer must lie with this boy!

Judith suddenly looked up.

Dekan stared at her expressionlessly, but his gaze was exceptionally sharp, like a demon eager to feast.

This sent a chill down Judith's spine.

"How did you kill Evans?!"

"Mr. Evans' death was primarily related to a traffic accident. After confirming that he could not be saved, we provided him with humanitarian hospice care."

Dekan stated it calmly.

Judith was surprisingly able to understand Dekan's bizarre answer: Evans was ultimately wounded to the point of near death, and then finished off with a final blow.

But wasn't this a death that was a bit too casual, or too shameful?

Is it really that easy to take down Evans?

So, if she can't even handle Evans, wouldn't that make her even more pathetic?

Her expression grew increasingly doubtful about life.

However, the biggest problem now is not the details of killing Evans's greatest enemy.

Instead, it seems she's made a huge blunder.

Just now, it seemed like she made an incredibly solemn promise?

Judith bit her lip, looked at Dekan, and asked as if she were making her best effort to ask:

"Then what's with the smell of blood on you?"

Without saying a word, Dekan took out [Blood Purification] and [Transformation: Sprite Cat], and waved the two cards at Judith.

"Hmm..."

Judith's expression changed several times in a single second.

She quickly figured it out.

So this wasn't the Bishop of Corruption's doing after all!

Instead, he's the new top-tier Card Crafter who was recently dubbed a "man from the Underworld"!

"I misunderstood you, I'm sorry. The effect of your card is too similar to the spell of the Corrupt Cult Master."

Judith scratched the back of her head, a guilty expression on her face, and said with a wry smile.

"Ah??!"

Dekan shouted loudly, his expression full of confusion, then turned his head and put his palm to his ear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, but I remember you said something like 'wrongfully accused,' 'apologize,' and 'satisfied' earlier?"

"Gurgle..."

Judith swallowed nervously, then awkwardly clutched her skirt.

"What do you want me to do...?"

She spoke in a voice that grew softer and softer.

"I won't make things too difficult for you, okay? Whether it's as repayment for helping you kill Evans, or for misunderstanding someone as kind as me, it's not unreasonable for you to grant me one request, is it?"

"..."

Judith bit her lip, unable to respond to Dekan for a moment.

As a paladin who believed in God, she could not make such a promise lightly.

Because this promise is too broad.

Once you agree.

Even if Dekan were to fulfill his promise tonight, she couldn't refuse.

But she was indeed in the wrong.

Looking into Dekan's unwavering gaze, she couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

"Something that doesn't violate the laws of the Norton Kingdom, nor goes against your moral principles."

Seeing Judith's troubled expression, Dekan added.

"Good!"

Upon hearing Dekan's concession, Judith agreed without hesitation.

If these two restrictions are added...

There's nothing to hesitate about in making that promise.

And at least I don't have to worry about handing over something important to Dekan tonight.

Because Dekan is a minor.

Illegal.

Can the gods bear witness?

"Dekan asked."

Judith understood Dekan's meaning, turned to face the direction of the rising sun, and performed a Sun God Church prayer:

"I swear to the Goddess, I will grant you one request that is not against the law or morality, in order to repay your kindness and apologize to you."

"Not bad, he's someone who accepts his losses."

Dekan immediately felt much better.

Then he turned to look at Croix:

Are there any other contracts?

Croix nodded:

"It's in my suitcase, I'll go get it."

Judith listened to their conversation with a puzzled expression.

Contract?

What contract?

Are they expecting me, an eighth-tier paladin, to become their henchman?

If it doesn't violate laws and ethics, then so be it.

After all, with these two restrictions in place, nothing she does will diminish her honor.

Judith thought to herself.