Chapter 189
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It took Shirley an hour and a half to reach the Hearthstone Tavern. She had only spent around 20 minutes on the journey. The rest of the time was used by Shirley to collect "murder weapons."
If it was a regular assassination mission, a Nephilic Judge would only need two sharp daggers since the Nephilic Judge's abilities were lethal weapons.
However, this was not an assassination mission. A team of more than ten Nephilic Judges and two or three Elders was enough to start a small scale war, the kind that would cause rivers of blood.
Shirley had rushed to the Hearthstone Tavern with the intention of participating in the war, so she spent some time collecting weapons.
When she pushed open the door of the Hearthstone Tavern, the scenery inside was still the same. The dwarves were raising their wooden cups and cheering for a new Legendary card.
"Miss Nun! It's already so late. Are you planning to climb the Legendary Player Rankings again? "
"Wait … Miss Nun, before you teach those bastards a lesson, help me open a few packs of cards. If you get a Legendary card, I'll treat you to a month's worth of drinks!"
The dwarves in the Hearthstone Tavern all recognized Shirley. Although she was a skinny and short human girl in their eyes, her Hearthstone skills were impeccable.
She had only appeared in the Hearthstone Tavern for a week, and she had already swept away all the Hearthstone experts except for the Great Elder of the Frost Axe Tribe.
There were two types of people that the dwarves in the tavern would pay their respects to. The first type was the "Legendary Player" who had made it to the top ten of the tavern. The second type was the "Angel of Luck" who had a high chance of getting a Legendary card every time she opened a pack.
Shirley possessed the characteristics of both types, so many dwarves in the tavern respected this skinny little girl very much.
"Save those ten packs for me. I'll open them for you tomorrow night. I don't have time to play Ranked today."
Although Shirley did not have the money to buy a pack of cards, she did not mind opening one for others.
Unfortunately, she did not come to the Hearthstone Tavern tonight as a Hearthstone player. Instead, she was a warrior ready to die on the battlefield.
Cheryl placed her hands on the hilts of the two swords on her waist. She wore a cloak that concealed her weapons.
Since that chaos demon's recruitment notice was a little hasty, Cheryl didn't prepare any good weapons. She had to rely on the owl to find them in the mage tower.
Cheryl didn't know if it would be useful, but it was better than fighting bare-handed on the battlefield.
After politely rejecting the dwarves' offer, Cheryl went up to the second floor of Hearthstone Tavern.
As she walked up the shabby wooden stairs of the tavern, she was guessing how many people that Chaos Devil could send out.
At present, the only combat power that Cheryl could think of was the sinful karmic demons that were also recorded in the Gray Scripture and ranked in the top few in terms of danger.
Furthermore … according to her conjecture, Josiah seemed to be in control of an entire undead army.
However, there was no way for this undead army to appear in Noland. If that happened, not only would the Nephilic Judge start a crusade against Josiah, but even the Sages of Noland would join the crusade.
When Cheryl slowly walked up to the second floor and arrived at Josiah's study, she realized that her conjecture was completely wrong.
This chaos demon had no intention of sending anyone to participate in this war. It seemed that even he himself did not feel the impending war.
This was because Josiah and Hiri were having a Hearthstone duel.
When Cheryl pushed open the door of the study and stepped in, Hiri happened to win with her latest card set, the Mechanical Method.
"You're later than I expected."
Josiah stopped the test and looked at the Nephilic Judge who was standing at the door.
"I spent some time preparing the weapons."
Cheryl sized up Josiah's study. This place was indeed not qualified as a battle command center. There was no confidentiality to speak of, and the desk was also piled up with a large number of documents.
If he really wanted to fight the Nephilic Judge in the city, he would at least need a map of Noland.
"Weapons?"
"…"
Under Josh's questioning gaze, Shirley took off her cloak, revealing two longswords hanging from her waist. Since she was less than 1.4 meters tall, the sheaths of the two longswords were dragging on the ground. There was also a dagger on her back and a dagger on her other back.
"Miss Cheryl, are you planning to crusade against that restricted monster that only appears at night?"
Fortunately, Josiah had instructed the servants in the tavern to allow the seemingly young Nephilic Judge to enter his study.
Otherwise, with her weapons, she would be treated as an assassin, the type that could unleash unparalleled attacks on the battlefield.
"Didn't you summon me here to deal with the Church's Nephilic Judge?" Cheryl asked.
"That's right, but before that, you have to unequip your weapons first. Otherwise, you might be in danger."
Josiah glanced at Hiri. When Cheryl displayed her weapons, Hiri had already placed her hand on her wand.
There was also a bat hanging upside down outside the window. Her scarlet pupils had been staring at Cheryl the moment she stepped into the study.
"I understand."
Cheryl knew that although she and Josiah were 'accomplices', she didn't gain the trust of Josiah or the people around Josiah.
The two swords fell from her waist and let out a heavy clanking sound. She tossed the daggers on her back and waist to the ground and took off her coat, leaving only a pure white singlet on her.
Her slightly young body was instantly exposed to the air.
There were hundreds of small iron shrapnel in the lining of her coat. It seemed like they were used for throwing.
Josiah believed that she could use these weapons to take out a group of bandits with slightly weaker equipment.
"Allow me to be presumptuous and ask."
Cheryl stretched her body. The gray mist formed a new set of clothes and she put it on. She raised her hands and signaled to Hiri and the person who was watching the study in the dark that she was' clean '. Then, she looked at Josiah.
"The Church has sent a few Nephilic Judges to this city. They are definitely not here for a holiday. Mr. Devil, how do you plan to deal with them?"
"To be precise, there are 14 of them. Sister Scott and two Presiding Judges. They will attack in six days."
Josiah's information was much more accurate than Cheryl's.
"As for how to deal with them, I have a rough idea. But it's only a way to stop them, not to defeat them. I asked you to come here because I want to know if the Nephilic Judges have any weaknesses, such as … mental corruption."
"Mental … corruption?"
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