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Chapter 1500

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Heidi went to Mo Fan's room and saw Brianca in her pajamas and a coat. Luckily, Heidi was a naive girl. She easily believed the lies that Mo Fan and Brianca had come up with.

"Miss, Miss Ceylan asked me to pay respects to Yuria's grave after arriving at the Holy Judgment Court. I don't know the exact location. Does Miss Brianca know where it is?" Heidi asked.

"Yes, but give me a moment, I need to change my clothes. Wait for me in the Hall of Deities," Brianca said.

"Can't I be here?" Heidi asked curiously.

"Well … Mo Fan said he wants to pay respects to Yuria too. We'll meet him there," Brianca came up with a lame excuse.

"Oh, I didn't expect him to be so considerate. Alright then," Heidi nodded. She was quite gullible, too.

Brianca closed the door. She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to bring her clothes with her. How was she supposed to change into them?

She had no choice but to put on her coat and sneak back to the place where she lived.

"How did it go? Did she believe you?" Mo Fan asked.

"She did, but you have to come with me to pay respects to Yuria's grave," Brianca said.

"Oh, sure," Mo Fan nodded. He decided not to mention anything about what happened last night. He would do whatever he was supposed to do.

Brianca bit her lips when she saw Mo Fan's reaction. She hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to explain what happened last night. She was quite confused too. Why did she lose her composure last night …?

"Mo Fan, about what happened last night …" Brianca felt like she could not just let it go.

"It's fine, people tend to talk nonsense when they're sick. I understand," Mo Fan said. Mo Fan had made up his mind! He would never admit that he had done it!

"I might not be good at expressing myself. Either way, I hope you won't be scared by what I did last night." Brianca lowered her head. She tried her best to sound as calm as possible, but her face was still burning hot.

"Not good at expressing yourself?" Mo Fan himself was also puzzled. Why did she say that she was not good at expressing herself? Could it be that she did not notice that something was wrong with her body at all? Was it caused by the drugs?

Brianca did not say anything else. Mofan waited for her to change before heading to the Hall of Deities with her.

The Great Hall of Deities was a symbol of the Holy Judgment Court. Its appearance was not too different from the luxurious halls, but its ceiling was a world-class work of art. There were three hundred and thirty-three paintings of different gods of different religions at the top of the dome. It was a representation of all the religions in the world. It was complicated, but not too complicated. Each painting represented a story and heritage that would never be forgotten …

Some artists could sit here and study for ten years without getting bored. However, due to the recent snowfall, it was difficult for the physically weak poets and artists to reach the high altitude of the Alps. Most of them had their own reasons for coming here.

Mofan knew nothing about this kind of thing, so he did not even have the intention to raise his head to admire it. Instead, he felt that this would be a good place to treat cervical vertebrae.

"Let's go," Brianca said.

Mofan followed the two women. As he thought, once he told a lie, he would have to make up for it with a few more lies. He had no interest in paying respects to Yuria, so he had no choice but to keep up the act with Brianca.

Brianca's reaction was beyond Mofan's expectation. She was calmer than he had imagined, and more … how should he describe it? Calling her silly was a little too much.

Yuria's tomb was located at the bottom of an icy cliff to the east of the Holy Judgment Court. The Holy Judgment Court had chosen the right place to cultivate. The snowy mountain was filled with undeveloped energy. It was likely that the ordinary Mages would be blessed with the help of a basic magic tool to cultivate their soul if they were to cultivate here.

The footprints left behind along the way were soon covered by heavy snow. Even though it was early in the morning, it was difficult to see any sunlight. The sky was always dark and gloomy, ruled by a vast expanse of white. Generally, only at noon could one barely see the sun shining down.

Not long after, Mofan finally saw the icy cliff. They were at the bottom of the cliff. Huge ice stalagmites dangled from the cliff to the ground. They were as sharp as spears, but had a crystalline appearance.

Below the ice stalagmites was a square tombstone. Half of the tombstone was covered in snow. The ice had also covered the words on it. Brianca carefully cleaned the tombstone and placed a bouquet of Snow Lavender in front of the tombstone.

The two of them stood there with their hands folded in front of their plump chests. Their heads were slightly lowered as they recited some words of remembrance for the deceased. It sounded like a song, and the murmurs were pleasant to the ears with a hint of sadness …

Mofan stood behind the two women. He observed his surroundings since he had nothing to do. Some frozen ground soon caught Mofan's attention.

"The thickness of the ice here should be more than five meters, right?" Mofan asked when the two women finished reciting.

"At least," Brianca said.

"Then what's up with the frozen ground? It looks like it was dug up not long ago," Mofan pointed in a certain direction.

Heidi and Brianca had seen the frozen ground, but they were not too bothered by it. However, Mofan found it rather illogical.

Considering the altitude and the fact that it was spring, it was unlikely that the soil would be visible before summer arrived. The ice was around five to ten meters thick, and was extremely sturdy. It was unlikely that any wild beast could dig it up easily. The place was most likely the outer perimeter of the Holy Judgment Court. It was unlikely that demon creatures would come here just to get themselves killed.

The slightly messy frozen ground might be covered in ice in a week or two, but it was only covered by a thin layer of ice. According to Mofan's estimation of the weather, it had only been dug up from the bottom less than a month or two ago.

"What are you trying to say?" Heidi asked. She felt that Mofan's train of thought was very strange. Any normal person would not think there was anything wrong with the frozen ground.

"The ground has been dug up by someone, and it's right beside the tombstone. I think it's necessary to confirm if Yuria is still under the ground," Mofan said sternly.

Mofan was particularly sensitive when it came to soil, since he had been dealing with undead for a long time.

That being said, it was not necessarily the work of an undead. Either way, the tombstone had been dug up by someone.

"Are you sure?" Brianca looked at Mofan in astonishment.

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