"It looks like this is it." Bai Liu smiled and showed everyone a densely packed page, "Our next steps."

Mu Sicheng immediately rushed over and asked: "Where is the next trial location?"

"Court No. 2." Bai Liu's fingertips followed the timeline and he saw the details of the trial. His eyes deepened. "The defendant is a 41-year-old female hotel owner. Her accuser is her guest, who said she sneaked into his room to take a shower and deliberately tempted him to fall."

"Shit!" Mu Sicheng's fists stiffened. "This is exactly the same as the trial of Jeon Bora!"

"No, not exactly the same." Bai Liu pointed at the letter, "This is the 42nd time this female boss has been tried. She did not plead guilty in the previous trials."

"She had been subjected to torture such as baptism, burning, bone identification, etc., but she still refused to confess and survived the torture. Therefore, the court could not declare her a witch and she was acquitted."

"This is the forty-third witch trial this client has filed against her, and this time she is requesting a burning to determine if she is a witch."

Mu Sicheng was stunned: "Forty-forty-third trial? Is this man sick?! Why doesn't he just die?!"

"Her body can no longer withstand this torture." Mu Ke said solemnly, "If we fail to rescue the court, she will be burned to death in the court."

Court No. 2.

The female boss was tied to a pillar in the shelter right below the courtroom for three nights. This process is called immobilization. During this process, she could not eat any food or drink any water. The purpose of this immobilization, according to the Vatican, was to remove the filth from her body - of course there is a more reasonable explanation, which is to prevent her from having the strength to struggle in court.

There have been many cases in the past where witches exploded in court, killed the judging judge, and then defected.

She stared with empty eyes at the glazed painting above the shelter. On it was a statue of a god embracing a baby, smiling with love and compassion, just like the words they heard every day - [God loves the world, the Holy See is great].

God will have mercy on every good person, and God will pay attention to every good person - except witches.

After daybreak, she would be dragged to the court immediately, with a rack under her feet full of firewood that was said to be able to be lit only when a witch was burned - but based on her experience of being burned last time, it seemed that the firewood could burn even without burning a witch.

"Witch number one on trial." Someone from the guard team pushed open the dark shelter and looked at her tied to the pillar with disgust. "Get ready to go to court."

She was tied to a pillar and carried to the court. She hung her head as she lay dying, and she no longer had the strength to lift her head.

"Silence! Silence!" The bishop acting as the judge pounded the gavel twice in a cold and stern voice. "This courtroom is solemn. Please remain silent!" The courtroom gradually became quiet.

"Raise your head and look at the judge," the bishop said coldly. "Defendant."

She really couldn't lift it up, but fortunately they seemed to be very common in this situation, so they put a long stick under her chin and forcibly lifted her chin up so that she looked at the bishop.

The bishop withdrew his gaze with satisfaction: "The trial begins."

She rolled her eyes slowly and looked around the courtroom.

The witch trial consists of four parts. The first part is the plaintiff stating the reasons why the other party is a witch, the second part is the defendant's self-defense, and the third part is to prove that you are not a witch - this proof process is to use various holy objects to test you to see if you can withstand it.

If she survives the test of the holy object without dying or confessing, she is not a witch.

But these holy relics tests are tantamount to torture.

The fourth and final part is the jury's verdict.

There are two types of juries in the court. The first is called the Vatican jury, which is composed of four priests from the Vatican. The second jury is called the Popular Jury, which is selected from the general public by the Vatican to judge the case. There are usually more than 20 members, and most of them are men who intend to join the Vatican. It is said that in order to prevent witches from infiltrating, all jury members selected by the Vatican are men.

This tribunal was established by the Vatican to ensure fairness, and it also allowed the general public to interfere with the outcome of witch trials.

Both types of jury members have two kinds of cards, one for guilty and the other for not guilty, and they can pronounce the verdict on her - it can be said that her fate is decided by these people.

Even if she passed the third part of the holy relic test, as long as the final result of the jury was guilty, she would not be completely innocent. She would still be suspected of being a witch and could be prosecuted indefinitely - just like now.

What made her feel very confused was that it was quite easy to get a not guilty verdict from the jury. This was also the point that the Vatican had always promoted - as long as one of the jury members held up a "not guilty" sign for you, then you were innocent.

But she had gone through forty-three trials, and she had never seen the red sign that meant "not guilty" once. Every time she had endured the test of the holy relic, endured the severe pain, and looked back with joy and hope, she hoped to see even a red sign.

All she saw when she turned around were densely packed, held up, cold, black "Guilty" signs.

But where is she guilty?

"Plaintiff, please state the defendant's crimes as a witch." The bishop asked coldly.

The one who stood in the prosecution's seat, her former guest, righteously accused her: "She sneaked into my room to take a shower! She had devilish horns on her head! I saw it all!"

"That's my room." No matter how many times she heard it, she couldn't help but want to argue weakly, "You went to the wrong place."

The man stared at her with an almost vicious and shameful look: "You also seduced me! You deliberately left the door open to take a shower when I passed by! Do you dare to say that you didn't do it on purpose!"

The whole court was in shock.

Several priests nodded in agreement: "Only witches would bathe with the door open in order to seduce and kill men."

"I just forgot to close the outermost door," she said faintly, "and my bathroom door is closed."

The bishop frowned: "But you are indeed suspicious, so why did you leave the outermost door open?"

She used up her last bit of strength and cried out, "I have proved myself. I have withstood forty-two tests of the holy relics! I am not a witch!"

"I am not guilty!"

The whole audience was silent for a moment.

The bishop reluctantly turned to look at the plaintiff: "This is indeed true. Do you have any other evidence?"

The plaintiff's face was torn in a very vicious way, he looked at the female boss who was tied up in the courtroom with a very vicious look, and clenched his fists.

Why is this woman unwilling to admit her guilt and obey? She is 41 years old, an old woman, and not worth much money. She should have been done with by him in the bathroom long ago. But she still screamed and made others think that he had done something wrong. It was a complete loss of face for him!

Even after being tried, she refused to plead guilty! She refused to plead guilty! Every time she refused to plead guilty, it was a slap in his face and a trampling on his dignity!

He must kill this woman! Otherwise, how can he face people in the future?

The man took a deep breath, pretended to be horrified, and then said tremblingly: "I, I didn't want to say this, because I don't know if I saw it wrong, Your Excellency the Bishop, you know, we can't easily judge anyone who is not a witch."

"But I did see her that night. There was more than one witch in her bathroom! There was another witch next to her chatting and laughing with her. They talked about attacking the Vatican!"

"She is most likely contacting and sheltering witches in private!"

"What?!" The bishop's face changed. "There is such a thing. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The plaintiff lowered his head in shame: "Because I don't want to accuse others casually."

"You are a kind and good child." The bishop sighed, "But this matter is really too big. You should have told us at the first trial, then we would have directly declared her a witch."

She struggled hard, tears welling up in her eyes: "I'm not a witch!!"

“I didn’t do those things!”

The bishop ignored her screams and slammed the gavel indifferently: "Now, the jury announces its verdict."

Her back almost trembled, and then she turned around slowly, slowly, and the tears in her eyes finally fell.

The black "Guilty" signs were like tombstones, standing neatly behind her, and the "Guilty" on them was her epitaph.

"Okay, the verdict is over now." The bishop's gavel was about to fall again, "You have--"

Hiding in the darkness, Youzhen's face was cold and murderous, and she had already raised the gun in her hand - but not now.

The bunch of men in the Vatican surrounded the entire courtroom tightly. There was not a single woman among the judges and the guards, so it was extremely difficult for them to sneak in. Currently, she was the only one in their team who had sneaked in. Shooting now would only alarm the enemy and make them desperate, killing the witch who was being tried directly.

At this time, even though she hated men so much, Youzhen also thought about whether she could get everyone to disguise themselves as men and sneak into the courtroom. This way, the rescue would be much easier - but the possibility was too low. The people in the Vatican had too many means to deal with witches. The reason she was able to sneak in this time was because many people in the Vatican were pulled out to reinforce the security line in the east, and the defense was lax.

But she watched the trial go on and listened to the cries of the person being judged without moving...

Youzhen gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, she clenched the gun in her hand.

“Snap—crack.”

With a crisp sound of twisting joints, a black sign with the word "Guilty" written on it that was held up by a man on the field was suddenly turned over and turned into an eye-catching red sign "Not guilty". The bishop's gavel dropped, and Youzhen suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the jury.

The witch being judged looked at the red sign in disbelief, and a light slowly appeared in her eyes.

"Mr. Jury," the bishop squinted his eyes and searched for the person holding the not guilty sign among the members dressed in black, "why do you think she is not guilty?"

"Because the plaintiff is lying." This was a man's voice that was neither slow nor hurried, which made the bishop relax his vigilance. "The person I saw contacting the witch that night was him."

"He has been bewitched by the witches and is a spy on their side."

The whole audience burst into laughter.

"How is that possible?!"

The plaintiff was also panicked. This was a serious crime. He protested at the top of his voice: "You are lying!"

"I've never had contact with a witch before!"

"Really?" the man asked calmly, "But you clearly said that you saw two witches chatting together, and they were talking about attacking the Inquisition. In this case, you didn't think of reporting to the Inquisition, but rushed into the bathroom uncontrollably. Doesn't this mean that you were seduced, bewitched, and corrupted by the witches?"

The whole place was silent.

Noticing that the bishop's gaze had changed, the plaintiff was completely panicked: "I was not seduced or deceived! I resisted the witch's temptation! I also judged her!"

"—but you told us at the forty-third trial that you saw another witch?" The man chuckled. "It's hard for me not to believe that you fell in love with another witch."

The place was filled with noisy discussions and the whole atmosphere was chaotic.

The man's face was covered in cold sweat. He looked around with a pale face. After realizing that no one would stand on his side, he was almost panicked and spoke incoherently to defend himself: "There is no other witch! I was mistaken!"

"I just said that I may not see it clearly!"

"So you are lying?" the man asked him calmly.

The plaintiff gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not lying. I admit that I may have seen it wrong! But this woman!"

He pointed at the female boss who was tied to the pillar and said, "She is still guilty! She is still a witch! She must be executed!"

"What is the basis of the crime?" the other party asked calmly, "Did you see the goat's horns? You can even see how many people there are in the bathroom. A pair of goat's horns, are you sure you saw it correctly?"

"Silence!" the bishop angrily banged the gavel. "Members of the jury, please be silent!"

"You do have some truth in what you said, but the accuser's testimony is not groundless." The bishop nodded, "Then according to custom, consecrate this witch number one."

"Burning her with holy fire, if she doesn't scream in pain and burn to death, then she is not a witch."

As the bishop waved his hand, the firewood was quickly brought up. At the moment the firewood was lit, a water arrow fell from the sky and hit the firewood, and the sacred fire went out.

"An arrow that can extinguish the holy fire?!" The bishop raised his head in panic. He looked at Youzhen, who suddenly appeared at the top with a vicious look in her eyes, "It's a witch!"

"Witchcraft - rocket." Youzhen drew the bow again, aiming the flaming arrow at the plaintiff who was running away in fear, and raised the corners of her cold mouth, "Your trial is over, how about we play the trial game as well?"

"The rule of judgment is - if you are not burned into scum by the fire of this arrow, then you are not scum."

The arrow was released and landed on the plaintiff's clothes. The plaintiff was burned violently, and almost only bones were left in a moment. He rolled on the ground miserably and soon turned into a pile of ash like slag.

Youzhen jumped down from the highest point of the courtroom, her heels rolling over the pile of ashes, sneering, "It seems you are really a scumbag."

Witches kept pouring in from the window that Youzhen opened. Leah's snake tail directly pushed open the door of the courtroom. Youzhen put one hand on her waist, looked down at Bai Liu and his group who were holding up the "not guilty" sign, and narrowed her eyes unkindly.

——What are these bastards doing following them?

Mu Sicheng held up a sign in both hands and walked over to Bai Liu, who raised his hands in surrender, indicating that he was harmless. "Why didn't we just break out of the courtroom?"

"It's so uncomfortable to see these idiots making noises there!"

"Because our tactician's mission is to assist the robbery, not to rob the court ourselves, we should distinguish between assisting and attacking, and do things when it's our turn." Bai Liu looked at You Zhen without blinking, "If we attack randomly, we will only interrupt their deployment and offensive rhythm."

"The real protagonists of this dungeon are the witches."

Bai Liu gave Youzhen a friendly smile and explained to Mu Sicheng, "Find out your own position. We are just supporting roles."

Youzhen bared her teeth threateningly at Bailiu, snorted, and turned away.

Court No. 3.

"Witch No. 17 to be tried." The bishop asked coldly, "You were accused by your father of stealing family property at will and secretly buying monster materials to practice witchcraft, right?"

The young girl tied to the pillar cried out, "I earned that money myself! I didn't steal it! And what I bought wasn't a monster! It was just some food!"

"It was my father who wanted to take my money!"

"Those are monsters disguised as food. It seems the accusation is true." The bishop slammed the gavel nonchalantly. "The jury will make the verdict."

Amidst a pile of black "Guilty" signs, a red "Not Guilty" sign was raised.

"I have a disagreement, Your Excellency the Bishop." Bai Liu asked calmly, "If the things the defendant bought were monsters disguised as food, then has the plaintiff ever eaten them?"

"So, after eating the food bought by the defendant, has the plaintiff also been contaminated?"

The bishop looked at the plaintiff and asked, "Have you eaten it?"

The plaintiff avoided his gaze and said, "No, no! Of course not!"

"I don't really believe it." Bai Liu said with a smile, but his words were extremely cruel. "If your daughter is a witch, then she certainly has enough power to tempt you to eat the monster disguised as food."

"This is an emergency trial, so it has been less than eight hours since you sued her. If you ate a monster last time, you probably haven't digested it yet."

Bai Liu raised his eyes, smiled and said, "Why don't we cut open your stomach and see if there is any monster inside?"

"If there were no monsters, wouldn't you be able to prove your innocence?"

"Are you crazy?" The plaintiff looked at Bai Liu in the jury in disbelief. "You want me, a living person, to cut open my stomach?!"

As his words fell, an enormous snake tail rolled into the door curtain, and the sharp tail directly pierced the plaintiff's stomach. His pupils shook and quickly dilated, and he fell to the ground, convulsing and spitting blood - because of the pain.

Because the snake's tail that was inserted into his abdomen had not stopped twitching, it turned around in his intestines, entangled his stomach and cut it open - food flowed out of it.

——Those were the monsters that were just accused.

"It looks like he did eat it." Leah said coldly, retracting the snake's tail and shaking it with a hint of disdain. "Disgusting thing, and it smells of alcohol."

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head slightly to look at Bai Liu, who was raising his hands and consciously retreating from the jury. Her gaze stayed on him for only a moment, and then she turned and left.

Court No. 4.

The bishop gaveled: "The jury has pronounced its verdict."

Bai Liu held up a sign: "I feel innocent..."

The moment Bai Liu finished his statement, Youzhen opened the door of the courtroom with a barrage of fire. She sneered, "Before you make a verdict, let me make the verdict first."

Courtroom No. 7.

The bishop gave a cold order: "If she does not confess, then burn her in the holy fire for judgment."

"Your Excellency the Bishop." Bai Liu held up the not guilty sign and raised his eyes calmly, "I think the plaintiff's accusation just now has loopholes..."

After seventeen minutes of defense, Leah's snake tail retracted, curling up all the members of the Vatican who had fallen asleep after listening to Bai Liu's defense.

Yuzhen used a rocket to burn everyone. Amid the howling, Leah looked around at everyone coldly and said, "Are you enjoying the burning of the holy fire?"

…

By the time they reached Courtroom No. 77, when the cleansing of the courtroom was nearly over, Youzhen finally turned around unable to bear it any longer. Her face was covered with wounds - the new weapons invented by the Holy See still caused some damage to them, but this still did not detract from her eyes which were now full of anger and vitality. She drew her gun, took a few quick steps, and quickly approached Bai Liu and his group who were following them not far away and did not deliberately conceal their tracks.

"What on earth are you trying to do?!" Youzhen angrily hit Bai Liu's head with her gun, "You've been following us almost all the way!"

Bai Liu raised his hands very familiarly. He glanced at Leah, who was even calmer and silent, and asked tentatively, "I thought you tacitly agreed to our following?"

——That’s true.

Bai Liu and his team were responsible for disguising themselves as jury members and sneaking into the courtrooms, delaying the trial time, distracting the bishop's attention, and working together with them to open the doors of each courtroom. This gave them time to make a more complete and mature deployment, making their originally extremely difficult task of cleansing the courtrooms quicker and easier, and at the same time reducing the casualties of many witches - both the witches being tried and themselves.

This is also the reason why Leah tacitly allowed Bai Liu and the others to follow.

Leah was more calm: "What do you want to do?"

Bai Liu said sincerely: "We want to return to the witch district."

"What?!" Youzhen's voice suddenly rose. Her eyes turned from tentative to hostile as she looked at Bai Liu. Her tone also turned cold. "You want to enter the witch area?"

"The witch district will never accept men, get lost."

Having said that, Youzhen pulled Leah and was about to leave - this time she was really angry.

"You can use us as an auxiliary tool." Bai Liu said calmly, "--like today."

"The Tribunal is a place that naturally rejects you, but we can be your tools, helping you get in and assisting you in your attack, which can reduce your casualties."

"——You are preparing for a big battle, right? With tools like ours, your attack will be much smoother."

Leah's back paused. She turned around and held onto Youzhen's shoulders as she continued to walk forward. She looked directly at Bai Liu and asked, "Why are you helping us?"

"There's no way they can help us!" Youzhen finally turned around angrily, "Let's go, Leah! They must have a purpose for entering the witch district!"

"For example, they say they respect and like the witches, but in the end they still use and deceive the witches in the witch district!"

——This kind of thing is not without precedent in the witch district.

Bai Liu raised an eyebrow: "We definitely won't do that."

"My desires are mainly for my boyfriend and money."

Youzhen was about to laugh at Bai Liu's lies, but when she met Bai Liu's eyes, she narrowed her eyes and the words that were about to curse stopped at her lips.

"We can tell when a man is lying," Leah said to Youzhen, "He's not lying."

Yuzhen's emotions calmed down, but her expression was still cold. She pointed at Tang Erda and said sarcastically, "What about him? He looks like a straight man. He can't possibly have a boyfriend, right?"

Tang Erda: "..."

Bai Liu said in a subtle tone: "He really doesn't have a boyfriend."

Just as Youzhen was about to open her mouth to mock him, Bai Liu sighed and said, "He has used up all his energy just to fall in love with a man."

Tang Erda: "..."

Youzhen: “…”

"What about him?" Youzhen pointed at Mu Ke.

Bai Liu touched his chin thoughtfully: "He has a heart disease and cannot consider this aspect."

Mu Ke: “…”

Youzhen took a deep breath and pointed at Mu Sicheng: "What about him! He must be a heterosexual man!"

Bai Liu's eyes swept across Mu Sicheng's body, and then he let out a regretful sound - Mu Sicheng was indeed straight, which was a bit troublesome.

Mu Sicheng felt his scalp tingling when Bai Liu looked at him. Then he saw Bai Liu's eyelids twitch, as if she had thought of a good idea. She said in a tone of sudden realization: "He does like the opposite sex, but he is not considered a man in our eyes. We rarely treat him as a man."

Mu Sicheng: “???”

Youzhen: “???”

"If he's not a man, then what is he?" Youzhen pointed at Mu Sicheng in disbelief and asked back.

Bai Liu smiled: "Transportation and monkeys, whatever you like."

Youzhen began to feel dizzy. She pointed at Bai Liu and his group and circled around them: "What kind of strange organization of men are you?"

Bai Liu chuckled and shrugged: "Maybe we are just a normal men's organization who want to follow the witches' tactics?"

Youzhen's complicated eyes swept over Mu Sicheng, who was furiously chasing Bai Liu with his monkey claws.

A gay man, a half-gay who failed at being a gay, an asexual mental patient, a means of transportation and a monkey - no matter how you look at it, none of these things are normal, right?