Chapter 34 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Everyone was stupefied by Connie’s words. Piqued, Shidon came over.

“Williams!? You mean that cultist?”

Asked Shidon, narrowing his eyes and sizing up Fang Zheng. Suddenly, he clapped his hands.

“Hey, you don’t say! You really look like him.”

You didn’t care about it before you started mentoring him.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes helplessly upon hearing Shidon’s words. He and Shidon had been with each other for so many days now, yet the opposite party had never mentioned this. Originally, Fang Zheng believed that Shidon wasn’t clear about Williams’ situation. But now, it seemed that he hadn’t taken it seriously at all!

“Cultist!? Williams!?”

Marth was taken aback for a moment by Connie’s proclamation. He glanced at Fang Zheng before shaking his head.

“Connie, that’s enough! In what way does Mr. Fang Zheng look like a cultist?”

“Ah!?”

Connie was jaw-slacked by her commander’s response. Her companions had all died while pursuing Williams. And because of this, she hated Williams to the utmost degree; she had engraved Williams’ appearance almost on her bones. And also because of this, she recognized Fang Zheng the moment she saw him. So, she attacked with everything she had, totally disregarding everything.

Originally, Connie believed that once she had reported Fang Zheng’s true identity, Commander Marth and other knights would swarm Fang Zheng and behead this evil cultist at once. But she had never thought that Commander Marth would not believe in her. Several other colleagues behind him also showed disapproving expressions. Whereas Great Knight Shidon didn’t even seem to take this seriously at all.

What the hell is going on here?

Naturally, Connie was puzzled by this. Of course, she didn’t know that her proclamation had caught Marth, Shidon, and the others by surprise. As a matter of fact, in their opinion, Fang Zheng simply could not be Williams.

The reason was very simple but it was clear enough for Marth. Fang Zheng had healed them using Holy Light. Not to mention, the just and warm feeling in his spell had already reached the level of bishop-level healing. It was a well-known fact that the cultists were firm believers of evil and chaos. Even their power would be contaminated with the breath of chaos. One’s power could not lie. So, as far as Marth and others were concerned, they would not believe that Fang Zheng was a cultist.

When did the cultists start having a deeper understanding of the power of order than the church’s bishops? Then, who exactly is the cultist?

As for the reason why Shidon didn’t believe it was ever even simpler. He had seen the holy spirit guarding the opposite party himself. You are saying that Fang Zheng is a cultist, then doesn’t that mean that the angel was here to protect the cultist?

Wow, you could be nailed to the cross and burned alive just for saying this!

“Fang Zheng, are you alright? What happened exactly? Why did you start fighting with Connie?”

“How would I know? I was just talking but she attacked me directly just as I turned my head like she was ready to perish with me. What can I do? I too was desperate!”

“Ridiculous!”

Shidon shook his head helplessly upon hearing Fang Zheng’s reply. He turned to the nearby clumsy girl. The poor girl was flabbergasted by the fight between the two. She still hadn’t regained her wits till now.

“What do you think?”

“Ah…”

The clumsy girl only reacted in response to Shidon’s question. Timidly, she looked at Connie before bowing her head.

“It’s like this, I happened to be talking with Mr. Fang Zheng when Miss Connie came over. Then, when she saw Mr. Fang Zheng, she proclaimed he was a cultist. Then, she drew her sword and attacked him…”

“I was afraid he would cheat you! All cultists have a gift of smooth-talking. They’re no good!”

Upon hearing the clumsy girl’s reply, Connie felt immediately justified.

“I can say for sure that he must be the criminal wanted by the temple. His star-print has already been delivered to various city halls. As long as you check it…”

“I did Mr. Fang Zheng’s star-print identification.”

Perhaps because it was related to her own profession, the usual soft-speaking clumsy girl had somehow interrupted Connie in the middle of her words.