Chapter 221

The adjudicator pushed open the door, placed the glass jar on the floor, and stared blankly at the two men sitting in the room.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were here," he said softly, patting the glass tube. "I left this here."

The thing inside is the Chaos Calamity that almost killed Karl and his group before. It used to be a friend, but it lost its mind after being infected with too much chaos.

The remaining two watched silently as this guy skillfully used bandages infused with his own holy magic to secure it, preventing it from running away again.

This chaotic catastrophe is extremely dangerous; if you escape, you will recover quickly.

Such a monster should have been executed on the spot, if it weren't for some personal feelings involved.

But it took him a lot of effort to catch it.

"I've tried my best to remove the holy magic it contained. It should turn into the friend you know when it wakes up," the Arbiter said softly. "To allow it to recover, I removed ninety percent of its magic power. I will compensate you with an equivalent magic core... or something else."

“That’s why I thought you were weird,” Dedeline said softly.

The last guy who left me speechless was Spider-Man; now, the guy who's leaving me speechless is this saint.

I had no idea what this guy's stance was, and once he calmed down, I couldn't understand what he was doing.

He traveled halfway around the world to get here just to deal with this guy. The workload is unimaginable.

But he not only refused any payment, he even offered to apologize for the harm he had caused to the target.

They also stated that they would offer compensation.

The Chaos Catastrophe level monsters are capable of destroying cities, but they can't even put up a fight against this guy.

As he spoke, this guy actually took out a magic core and placed it on the table, then prepared to leave without waiting for the two guys to speak.

“If you intend to go to the Central Church, I will take you there. As long as you don’t kill ordinary people, I won’t interfere.” He said softly, “I have carefully considered Benny’s suggestion. I feel guilty towards you. Any form of compensation you need can be made here.”

“Give Lori back to us, and then we’ll be even.” Deedley casually made a request that this guy was unlikely to agree to.

Moreover, she herself didn't know what he owed her. As enemies, they were supposed to fight each other.

“Sure, just let me know when you’re leaving. As compensation, I’ll take care of any dangers along the way.” He said softly, “It’s okay if you don’t, I’ll try to keep up.”

"Huh?" Lady was stunned, turning to look at him. "Are you kidding me? You can't take responsibility for this, can you?"

“I can’t guarantee success, but I will help,” he said softly. “Before you take Lori away, I will help you deal with the resistance, including the other saints. But I’m sorry, I’m useless and can’t guarantee anything further. But at least I will do my best.”

......

In the somewhat dimly lit room, the girl slowly opened her eyes.

Even in the shadows, you could see her golden hair and the dark circles under her eyes from exhaustion.

Even if you sleep for more than 18 hours a day, your dark circles won't disappear at all.

After all, I haven't had a rest for over fifty years. Even if I can suddenly get a good night's sleep, the feeling of fatigue won't disappear at all.

After suddenly being able to rest, I can never get enough sleep, no matter how much I sleep.

Strangely enough, she was completely unconcerned about what kind of attacks she might suffer while she was asleep.

When I first came back, I just wanted to rest for a bit and then fall asleep.

Then, whenever I had free time, I would try to fall asleep.

Now, unless it's something life-threatening, she just wants to rest.

I really don't know if I'll just fall asleep there and die.

So, what's the time now?

She tilted her head and looked at the wall clock that had fallen to the ground.

Oh, I smashed it myself.

A sharp pain shot through her; she clutched her head and gasped for breath. Her long, waist-length golden hair spread out around her.

"So annoying," she whispered, then grabbed her face.

A strange, inexplicable irritability.

She slammed her fist into the wall beside her, the immeasurable force flowing directly into the stone wall.

The ground began to shake, the roof collapsed, and several tons of roof material crashed down on her head...

"Oh, sir, good morning." She stepped out the door, and a monster dressed in heavy armor appeared in the doorway.

"Servant, go and tidy up the room." Benny frowned and looked at the huge monster. "It's all your fault for making me live underground, so you're the one who has to clean this up."

"I don't have any problems." It hesitated for a moment, looking at the ruins in front of it, "But you should probably tone it down a bit."

It was a completely collapsed pile of stones, with some light shining in from the outside.

This is a dwelling built underground because she would tear down her house every time she woke up.

So they simply live underground, because it's quite difficult to destroy this place.

This was a wrong decision, and the reason for this is that the area has experienced earthquakes for five consecutive days.

Although the public relations efforts have been made to convince others that the cause was local riots, sooner or later the fact that there is a saint here who smashes walls whenever he is woken up will be known.

It wouldn't be a big deal if people found out, but since she was her master, the monster didn't want her reputation to be damaged because of this.

"Benny, you've gone a bit too far."

A nastyly pleasant yet gentle voice rang out from the end of the road, turning its head to look at the benevolent one standing there.

She still looked as radiant as ever, and unusually, she had removed all the bandages from her body, standing there in just a nun's habit.

"Hey, you pervert, you have no right to interfere in my affairs, do you?" Benny's expression turned hostile as she spoke softly, then straightened up and looked at her: "Watch out or I'll chop you up."

“As a junior, your disrespect towards me has reached a new level.” She didn’t seem angry, but just smiled and said, “I hope you can cause less of an earthquake. My dungeon is in a bit of a mess because of it.”

“The dungeon? You mean that place where people are locked up and experimented on? A place that vile, I’ll just go and destroy it.” Benny’s face was contorted with rage, but the guy opposite her still had a smile on his face.

After a moment of silence, Benny sighed.

She pinched her brow and hesitated for a long time.

"I'm so sorry, I'm just a little grumpy," she said softly. "It's just morning grumpiness."

"You're a bit grumpy when you wake up." The benevolent person slowly walked over and handed her a wooden box: "Try the bread I made. I used very good ingredients. I guarantee it tastes much better."

"Thank you very much." She took the wooden box and looked at the girl following behind her.

"This is?"

“I’ll lend you one person; it needs to clean up the ruins now. As far as I know, one person isn’t enough to take care of your daily needs.” The benevolent one smiled and said, “Qing, spend the next few days getting along well with this person and try your best to survive.”

"Don't make me sound like a murderer." Benny frowned, giving the girl named Qing a serious look: "Was your name chosen because of your hair?"

It was a winged person with green hair, who now folded his wings and bowed to her respectfully.

"That guy who calls himself 'Little White' just because he has white hair shouldn't be making fun of that," the Benevolent One said helplessly. "We're the only two women among the saints, so let's try to get along."

Benny glanced at her, not wanting to offer any further comment.

“A little eye contact is enough; I don’t want to say anything more,” she said, then walked past the benevolent person. Qing followed behind her, remaining silent from the moment they left until now.

After they had gone far away, the benevolent one looked at the large skeleton carrying stones and smiled helplessly.

"You've really worked hard."

"She's alright, sir. Don't let her words fool you. She's actually a nice person... she's just been a bit manic lately." The giant skeleton hesitated, wanting to say something to help explain.

“No need to try to explain, I’ve known her for a long time.” She shrugged. “I guess I’m just not suited to be around this kind of person.”

"But it seems that your relationship with her isn't too bad."

"They're just close enough that they won't fight when they meet."

"For her, this was already a sign of goodwill."

"It seems your master has some misunderstanding about interpersonal relationships."

"Is that so? I think so too, so please forgive me, sir."

"Actually, I have a bad temper too, and I really have lost my temper." The benevolent one tilted its head and looked at it: "But unfortunately, I can't beat this junior."

"Don't say that. You are a benevolent person, and you never sought power for the sake of fighting."

Benny walked down the long, narrow corridor and went upstairs. The church was as empty as ever.

She could reach the restaurant by turning the corner here, and she could use this opportunity to clear her head.

What time is it now?

"It's evening, not long before the sun goes out." Qing spoke for the first time, her voice as soft as a bird's chirp.

She wasn't unpleasant, Benny glanced at her and nodded.

Then he turned to look at the enormous church.

There should be more than four times the population living here, but for various reasons, the population is so sparse that it makes people feel lonely.

The loneliness is completely undisguised. If the death of friends and the departure of relatives are terrifying because of the fear of loneliness, then this is a loneliness felt simply because of the lack of human connection.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Benny asked casually, not bothering to turn around.

Having multiple people following behind you is actually not bad.

It felt a bit like when Xiaobai was following behind me back then.

"I'm scared," she answered truthfully, her voice very soft, but Benny still heard it.

"Oh? So you agreed to come and be my servant?" Benny said, somewhat surprised by her honesty.

“The Benevolent One hoped I could cheer you up a little, so that my friends wouldn’t have to bother cleaning up the fallen rocks every day.” She scratched her head, realizing she had misspoke: “Sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“I should apologize for causing you trouble in every way,” Benny said, scratching her head. “I’m a bit grumpy when I wake up, sorry.”

This tendency to be grumpy in the morning stems from her adventures with Ark, where she would almost always wake up to be disturbed by monsters. Then she would swing her weapon and fight them off with him.

Even now, when I wake up normally, I still remain in a tense state.

If you encounter a benevolent person when you go out, that's fine; if you encounter an immortal, it'll be a duel. The large crater not far away hasn't naturally filled in yet.

She arrived at the restaurant, a huge restaurant, but it was completely empty.

It's simply because there are few people.

The central church, originally intended for twelve saints, now houses only three, and the space, four times larger than designed, makes this already empty place even more cramped.

This is especially true in the restaurant, where prepared knives, forks, and plates are laid out on the side of the table, on a red carpet with beautiful gold embroidery on the long table.

The place was so beautiful it gave me a chill; it felt so strange that there were so few people in a place that should have been packed with people.

She casually found a place to sit and looked at the tableware that had already been set out on the milky white table.

Benny took out the wooden box and took out the bread made by the Benevolent Ones from it.

She had to admit that the guy knew her well; his size was just right, not too big, not too small, just the right amount for her to eat comfortably. Thinking this, she watched Qing pour her a hot coffee. The food was kept in the kitchen inside, but since it was a bit far, Benny usually had the servants fetch it. Sometimes when she came to eat alone, she would bring her own food.

The sound of flames burning startled Benny, who then smelled a fragrance.

"Please enjoy." She listened, turned her head, and looked at the perfectly grilled meat next to her.

"That's great." Benny was about to praise this guy, but while she was distracted, he had already prepared extra snacks for her.

Meat is definitely a precious food in this world. Although human flesh can be eaten at will, other kinds of meat are something that only saints can find in ordinary breakfasts.

Benny was eating meat when she suddenly froze, looking at the meat in her hand.

Hey, wait a minute, the way this meat looks, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a severed upper arm.

Terrible in every sense of the word.

“Where did you get this from…” Benny turned her head, her expression freezing.

Her appetite, which had just been aroused, was completely suppressed, and she looked a little unhappy.

Qing was trying to stop the bleeding from her arm; one of her arms had been cut off sometime during the day. The part that hadn't been roasted was now nowhere to be found.

Sure enough, these are that guy's servants. I've been wondering all along, when did that guy ever act like a normal person?