Chapter 741
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Late at night, Josiah and Hiri returned to Hearthstone Tavern after eating and drinking at Empress Yekana's banquet.
Clary and Monet, who had been waiting in the Hearthstone Tavern all this while, finally received the treatment that a prisoner deserved — interrogation.
Clary was led to an empty room by the tavern's waiter. There was only a long table, three chairs, and a crystal lamp that emitted a dim light.
Clary felt like she had seen this scene somewhere before.
Josiah was already sitting on the other side of the long table. A female spellcaster who looked like a recorder sat beside Josiah with a notebook in her hand.
"First of all, the elder sister's name is Clary, and the younger brother's name is Monet, right?"
Josiah gestured for Clary to sit down. Clary cautiously sat opposite Josiah, then nodded at Josiah's answer.
"Then let me ask the first question. If I give you two another chance to defect to the Nephilim Realm, the younger brother Monet will temporarily become a professional gamer, and the elder sister … I haven't thought about it yet. In short, I'll give you two a job, and you two will have the rights to your personality. Will you still work for the Inquisition?"
Josiah resisted the urge to burp, and tried to make himself more serious. He had eaten too much when he went to Empress Yekana's banquet.
"Absolutely not, Your Highness Josiah!"
"This tone, you're answering the younger brother?"
Josiah had a rough idea of the siblings' personalities when he conversed with the Chaos Demon in the contestant's lounge.
"If your question is serious and not a joke, my answer is no."
Clary made the emotional Monet shut his mouth for a moment, and cautiously sized up Josiah.
"You succeeded in instigating a rebellion so easily …"
Hiri, who was in charge of recording this conversation, suddenly raised her head and looked at the Chaos Demon.
"Is everyone in the Inquisition like this?"
"All of them?"
Clary listened to the female spellcaster's tone. She seemed to know a few of the traitorous Nephilic Judges.
"Hmm … Actually, there are still a few former judges working under me. Is there really no problem with the Tribunal of Heresy's vetting of spies? If it were me, I would have fired such a spy a long time ago. "
Josiah suddenly started lecturing Clary about the professional ethics of spies, leaving her at a loss …
"Sorry."
In the end, the guilty Mo Nai could only apologize on behalf of his sister.
"I think I'm a bit off topic. After all, I'm not that good at interrogating people. You can go to the pre-employment interview. The second question is why you joined the Tribunal?"
Josiah's words once again dispelled the tense atmosphere. Clary could no longer imagine Josiah as an executioner.
There were good people among the demons. Clary had always scoffed at this maxim taught by an old Paladin, but Josiah's performance made her believe it.
"The Tribunal of Heresy found my and Mo Nai's souls and turned us into this … So we can only become members of the Tribunal."
Clary chose to lie to Josiah here. Josiah could easily make her and her brother disappear from this world.
Although it was very despicable, Clary had to gain Josiah's trust. This was the only way she could protect her brother.
When this thought lingered in Clary's heart, she suddenly felt a pinprick pain in her mind.
This made the Chaos Demon that Clary controlled fall on the table subconsciously.
What happened?
Clary looked at Josiah sitting in front of her through the eyes of the Chaos Demon.
"I forgot to remind you. A friend helped me set up a very interesting boundary. The name can be roughly summarized as a spirit lie detector."
Josiah showed Clary the Venerated Skeleton's imprint on his palm.
"Qualified spies can pass the detection of this magic circle, but it seems that you have not been trained in this area." Josiah paused and said, "So you have a chance to tell the truth, Miss Amateur Spy."
"Our parents were Paladin. They participated in the fourth expedition, and then … they never came back."
Clary clenched her hands and relied on her will to overcome the pinprick pain in her soul.
"So I also became a member of the Paladin to take revenge, but … I failed. The Tribunal of Heresy gave me a second chance." When Clary said this, the pain in her soul gradually subsided. Her eyes met with Josiah's again.
"Your second chance seems to end in failure."
"…"
Clary clenched her fists and did not answer Josiah. She knew that saying the truth now could anger Josiah.
"The third question." Josiah did not want to ask further. "How much do you know about the current Tribunal of Heresy? And what is their purpose … "
"The Tribunal has a large number of temporary strongholds in the Land of Frost. The bishops have gathered in the Land of Frost. It seems that they plan to open something called the Gate of Origin."
Clary knew that this was one of the bargaining chips in exchange for her survival. She could only tell everything she knew to Josiah.
"Gate?"
"The soul builds the body of the gate, the holy object as the key, the origin as the battlefield, and let the truth come to this world."
Clary softly recited a prayer that sounded very strange to Josiah's ears. The prayer did not sound like a human language, but Josiah still understood the meaning.
"This is the sentence that appeared in my mind when the bishop fixed my soul in the body of this Chaos Demon," Clary continued.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the interrogation room became dull. Clary quietly stared at Josiah who was in deep thought.
"The Gate of Truth? Are you sure those bishops have not read a comic called 'The Steel Alchemist'? "
"I've only read a comic called 'Big Cat's Travels' on the Weave."
Clary answered Josiah seriously. After all, she would be punished if she lied.
"I drew that."
Hiri had taken the time to create a comic in the Immovable Library. This world had a long history of stories in the form of comic strips.
Some books came with illustrations. Recently, Hiri had been urged by the man in purple to practice oil painting, so Josiah suggested that she make a story out of these oil paintings.
Thus, Hiri combined her own experience of surviving in the wilderness with Zenas' encounter to create a comic about a Karmic Demon traveling the world for 365 days.
"Are … Are you the author? I've read that comic too. "Monet suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"Monet!"
Once again, Clary interrupted her brother. The current atmosphere was not suitable for a comic-related conversation.
"Strictly speaking, 'Big Cat's Travels' is the first comic on the Weave. Uh … I seem to have gone off topic again."
Josiah could not get any more useful information from Clary.
"Let's end today's interrogation here. I have some matters to attend to."
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