Chapter 1795
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The Sacred Snow Mountain in the Alps …
Inside the snow mountain that resembled a lake, a few dozen ancient European buildings emitting a warm golden glow were scattered across the place. It was a solemn sight.
The heavy snow continued to fall at night. A few servants with ancient lanterns stepped on the thick snow to make sure that there was not a speck of dust in the palace halls. They had completed their duties for the day and returned to their own warm rooms. They lit up the stove and comfortably slept.
After the old servants fell asleep, it was as if the Holy Judgment Court had fallen asleep, too. There were no patrols around the place, as not many people dared to stir up trouble here. The Holy Judgment Court was the supreme authority above the Magic Associations of the Five Continents!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
After the chime, steady footsteps came from the snow. Many Holy Court Mages heard it, but they did not pay too much attention to it. There were bound to be a few clumsy old servants who would forget everything. It was unnecessary to disturb their dreams.
The dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court was located close to the setting sun. The footsteps stopped there …
In the depths of the dungeon, there was a cell sealed with seven seals. There wasn't even electricity inside. There were a few oil lamps lit up, but the dim light couldn't illuminate a few places. The entire cell was still shrouded in darkness.
There was nothing in the long passageway except for those old stones.
At the end of the passageway was the room that was sealed with seven restrictions. The wooden stakes that were as thick as an arm were only seven or eight centimeters apart from each other, forming a simple prison door. However, it was such a simple facility that no one had ever escaped from here.
"Who's there?!" A crisp voice rang out from the cell.
Thud! Thud! Thud! The heels of the shoes landed on the ground rhythmically. A slightly tall and thin figure slowly walked along the long corridor toward the prison door.
The oil lamps were unable to illuminate her appearance. The young man in the cell began to feel uneasy. He seemed to recognize the person walking toward him, but why would she be here? This was the Holy Judgment Court, the dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court. Every Mage in the world had the same dream: to throw the person in the dungeon.
Yet, she had come all the way here, just like she was taking a stroll in the courtyard. Even the Cold Prince had the urge to yell at the Holy Court Mages, telling them that the scariest Red Cardinal was in their territory. Hurry up and arrest her!
"Am I not welcome?" The woman in a pair of high heels casually took the simple interrogation stool beside her. Her long legs were crossed together, and her body leaned back slightly with a hint of laziness.
"I don't think you're here to save me. Your men have killed the woman I love the most!" the Cold Prince snapped furiously.
"Blue Bat is one of my favorite disciples," Salan said.
"How did you get in here? This is the Holy Judgment Court!" the Cold Prince blurted out.
The Cold Prince still had some hope. If the Red Cardinal was able to sneak into the Holy Judgment Court's dungeon like a phantom, it meant she might be able to get him out of here!
"Herr Casa's servant was one of my people. The people of the Holy Judgment Court kept her here by chance," Salan said.
"Humph, you're pretty bold," the Cold Prince said.
"Who's the Supreme Pontiff?" Salan asked.
"Do you think I'm going to tell you?" the Cold Prince laughed.
"In return, I'll get you out of here," Salan seemed to have prepared the offer.
The Cold Prince's eyes glittered once again!
As he thought, Salan was indeed capable of doing that!
The Cold Prince felt like he was about to lose his mind after being interrogated by the old Mages in the dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court every day. He would either have to die, or get him out of here!
"Can you really get me out of here?" the Cold Prince blurted out excitedly.
"I need the Supreme Pontiff's name," Salan repeated.
"I don't know his name, but I have a way to let you know. Get me out of here right now, and I'll tell you. Salan, if you really want to know who the Supreme Pontiff is, you have to try your best to get me out of here. I'm the only Red Cardinal who can show you his true identity! "the Cold Prince said.
Salan smiled and said, "I know, or I wouldn't have come. Just wait a few days. You'll be able to see the sun again. "
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Dingcheng. Mo Fan and the members of the student union returned to the Pearl Institute with the magical crystal fragments.
Mo Fan had just returned to his apartment. He was about to bring the crystal fragments to Ling Ling's place to study them when he heard someone knocking on the door.
Mo Fan went to open the door and saw Zhao Manyan.
"Where the hell have you been!?" Zhao Manyan snapped furiously.
"It's a long story, what's wrong?" Mo Fan asked.
"Something big, something big happened in the world. Don't you know about it!?" Zhao Manyan yelled.
"Oh, I was deep in the woods. Did something serious happen? Did a Forbidden Mage show up somewhere, or did a Forbidden Mage die? May there be no pain in Heaven, "Mo Fan raised his brows.
"Wow, you really don't know!? It's a Red Cardinal, a Red Cardinal was caught! "Zhao Manyan said.
"Salan?" Mo Fan was startled!
"It's not Salan, it's a Red Cardinal from South America. The Holy Court Mages caught him in Brazil and sent him to the Holy Judgment Court. Mo Fan, it seems like you've done a great job! "Zhao Manyan said.
"Me? What does it have to do with me? I only caught the Cold Prince. What does the Red Cardinal from Brazil have to do with me? "Mo Fan was confused.
"Are you out of your mind? Think about it, the Holy Judgment Court has never caught a Red Cardinal from the Black Vatican, yet they caught another Red Cardinal not long after you sent the Cold Prince away. The people of the Holy Judgment Court must have gotten some valuable information from the Cold Prince to track down the Red Cardinal from Brazil. You might not know this, but the Red Cardinal from Brazil is a maniac too. The infamous Cursed Rainforest in Brazil is his masterpiece! "Zhao Manyan said.
"The Cursed Rainforest? I think we heard about it when we were in Brazil. Isn't it a Lost World Forest?" Mo Fan asked.
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