Chapter 1432.2
Chapter 1432.2
A few days later, a large number of soldiers, knights, and clerics stormed the small village.The baron, lord of the territory, strode into the village with his imposing frame and declared, “I received a report that there's a demon in this village! Gather everyone.”
Willow silently observed the situation. Naturally, no one noticed her, even as she muttered to herself, “Who among them can I truly blame?”
The young man who lost his sister and harbored hatred? The woman who lost her son and buried the sorrow deeper than one could imagine? The priest who passed away before he could protect his daughter? Elysia, born a succubus, who lived among humans?
She couldn’t righteously blame any of them.
However.
“Personally, I do want to blame one bastard.”
Her gaze was fixed on a man in the village, one who started to emit a disgustingly vile and shadowy aura. It was the baron, who had rushed over as if he relished any excuse to show up.
He dismounted and immediately stroked his beard with an arrogant expression. He obnoxiously yelled, “Didn’t I tell you to gather everyone immediately?!”
Scared by his shout, the residents quickly gathered in the square.
The robust woman who had warmly comforted Elysia was there. Bode, her son, who had lost his sister in the war, was there as well. Elysia similarly arrived, still struggling after losing her father.
The baron’s eyes lit up once he spotted Elysia.
Lasciviously licking his lips, he muttered to himself, “Indeed... she looks just like the photo.”
The village elder trembled, bowing his head as he asked, “W-what brings you here, milord...?”
One of the attendants at the baron’s side announced, “A confidential letter arrived at the Baron’s castle. It was a report, asserting that a demon is hidden in this village.”
People flinched at his words. The most agitated among them were, of course, Elysia and Bode.
Elysia glanced at Bode with a shocked expression, but he stayed silent and kept looking around in confusion.
That was because he hadn’t reported her. Even in the throes of his grief, and even when she was one of those kinds who killed his sister, he’d suppressed his anger because he knew she hadn’t done anything wrong.
The sudden exposure and witch hunt weren’t what he expected.
The baron looked around before shouting, “If you confess now, I’ll be lenient!”
Despite his words, none of the villagers answered. Instead, they exchanged glances, looking confused.
“Milord... Humble as I am, I humbly state that no such wicked creature exists in this village.”
That was when it happened.
The Baron simply kicked the elder.
“Cough!”
“Yuck! You filthy wretch. My word is the law of this territory. How dare you talk back to me like this?!”