But in the end, Bai Liu and his friends failed to successfully join Youzhen's team.
"The witch district doesn't accept men." Youzhen pointed at Bai Liu's nose and warned, "Don't follow us anymore, or you'll be in trouble!"
Leah hesitated for a rare moment. She looked at them with a complicated look and said, "We can't accept you now because we can't handle the changes caused by your coming in."
"But... witches do not hate all men, as you will soon understand."
Watching Youzhen pulling Leah away, Mu Sicheng sighed with mixed feelings. He was a little sad for a rare time: "Should we still follow them? It seems like they don't want us to follow them?"
"Follow." Bai Liu was very straightforward. "Jia Yi's order is to assist Jie Ting, so we must carry it out to the end."
"Actually..." Mu Sicheng scratched his head, "Can we split up with the witches and rob other courts? This would be more efficient, right?"
Bai Liu said: "No, this is not assisting the robbery, this is our own action."
Mu Sicheng was a little confused: "Do I have to assist? Why?"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng calmly and said, "Our goal at this stage is to merge with Jiayi, that is, to enter the witch area. But you can see that because we are men, the witches are very repulsive to us."
"Yes." Mu Sicheng continued as a matter of course, "But if we show more ability, help them more, and help them rob more courts, then they might——"
Bai Liu interrupted Mu Sicheng's speculation coldly: "——Then we will never be able to enter the witch area again in this lifetime."
Mu Sicheng's hopeful explanation suddenly got stuck. He asked in confusion, "Why?!"
"Because in this instance, our positions are completely different from theirs. We are the beneficiaries of this environment. If we are also very capable, we can even forcibly surpass them to take the lead, interfere with their decisions, and interrupt their plans. This will lead to a terrible outcome." Bai Liu looked into Mu Sicheng's eyes. "If they easily accept us and we turn against them, they will not be able to accept the consequences at the moment. We will become enemies and both sides will suffer."
"So they will definitely not easily agree to our decision to enter the witch district - even if we have no hostility towards them, people will change."
"This is a very wise decision. In this situation, if we surrender, we can easily defect and gain greater benefits. If we really want to join the other party's organization, there is no need to interfere too much in the other party's decision-making. It is more important to show our sincerity. So we can only assist - this is why Jiayi gave this order."
"Otherwise, given Jiayi's current position in the Witch District, she could just tell the person in charge there that she hopes to let us in. I believe the other party would seriously consider it, but this is not what she wants."
Mu Ke nodded: "So Jiayi hopes that we can impress the witch through our actions and let the witch slowly accept us."
"In the context of witch trials, sincerity is more important than ability," Bai Liu said in a light tone, "and the people who are judging them are all very capable people in the Vatican."
"Then what should we do next?" Tang Erda asked intently.
Bai Liu replied calmly: "Since Jiayi has not ordered us to stop, we will continue to follow."
"But we will assist them based on the situation. We don't necessarily have to save all the people being tried in the court. We will only take action if they take action."
Tang Er frowned: "Why?"
Bai Liu said calmly: "Because the people who will be judged next are all men."
Court No. 77.
Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu hid behind the jury. He stood on tiptoe and glanced at the defendant tied to the pillar in the middle of the courtroom, then looked away in shock: "He is really a man!"
"Aren't witch trials only for witches? How can there be men here?"
"Have you forgotten the trial of Witch's Heart?" Bai Liu said calmly, "After that, in addition to the witch who was tried, everyone who had any connection with the witch would also be tried."
"Unless you are the one who accuses a witch, if there is a witch in your family, you will definitely be implicated."
The bishop, sitting in the judge's seat, banged his gavel and said, "Be quiet!"
"Defendant, your wife defected from the court three days ago after being accused of being a witch. Since then, have you secretly assisted her?"
The man tied to the pillar trembled and said nothing.
The bishop slammed the hammer hard, his voice lowered: "Answer me, defendant, or you will be convicted of aiding a witch!"
"Your property will be confiscated by the Vatican as a punishment, and you will be executed or sent to the border to do hard labor until death, in order to atone for your sin of marrying a witch!"
"But we will not completely deny you a choice. After all, you are also a victim." The bishop's voice became gentler. "Now, you have two choices."
"The first option is to permanently sever your ties with your witch wife. When you see her, report her to the Church immediately. Donate half of your property to buy holy water from the Church. Drink it in court to wash away the witch's curse on you. Swear that from now on you will always belong to the Church, serve as a member of the Church, and be committed to killing all witches you see."
"The second option—"
The bishop's voice paused, and it became noticeably colder: "If you confess, we will use holy fire to judge you and your family members like we judge witches."
"What is your choice?"
Everyone looked at the man tied to the pillar. The whole place fell silent. All that could be heard was the rapid and chaotic breathing of the man with his head down. His expression was confused and frantic, like a struggling trapped beast.
Youzhen, who was hiding in the dark, also had her breathing disordered. She stared at the man intently, and her expression was exactly the same as the man's, struggling with herself.
"The Witch District received a witch three days ago. She must be his wife who defected here." Leah said softly, "The witch said that her husband and other family members helped her defect."
"She initially regretted defecting because her entire family would be put on trial, except for her."
"But more than any regrets, she fears seeing the outcome of the trial on her family."
"--Betray her, right?" Youzhen took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe her red eyes, and said in a sarcastic and tearful tone, "We can help her save her family and prevent them from getting hurt, but her family may not necessarily choose to be saved by us."
"They're going to choose something else, they're going to choose to stand against us - they're not going to come with us."
When Youzhen said this, her hands and voice were shaking: "It's just like when I went to save my family."
Leah patted her shoulder silently. "I..." The man raised his head and asked almost hoarsely, "Can I choose neither?"
"I can give you all my property, but I don't want to become a member of the Church and hunt witches, okay?"
The bishop rejected him coldly: "There are only two kinds of people here: the witch's enemies and our enemies."
"If you are not the enemy of witches, then you are our enemy."
"The jury has delivered its verdict."
The gavel fell heavily.
There were also signs saying "Guilty" on the backs of the men - after these jury members had convicted a witch or someone related to a witch, they would receive a portion of the convicted person's property as a reward from the Vatican.
Tang Erda looked at the firewood placed under the man's feet with a serious look on his face: "Should we save him?"
"Wait." Bai Liu said calmly, "We will save them if they do. We won't move unless they do."
At the same time, Leah looked at Youzhen, whose eyes were struggling and her expression was frozen, and asked her in a low voice: "Should we save her?"
Youzhen stared at the man's face, her teeth clenched, her chest heaving violently twice, and then at the moment the torch was lit, she drew the bow and arrow behind her, aimed at the head of the bishop sitting on the platform, and said in a sharp and cold tone:
"I am not satisfied with this choice. On principle, I do not want to save any man."
"——But in principle, I don't want to let any bastard go."
"Rule 4 of the Witch Code." Youzhen gritted her teeth and screamed, "—You must not ignore the judgment of the innocent!"
The arrows were released, and the courtroom was in chaos. Bai Liu's eyes moved, and he quickly ordered: "Cooperate with them in the attack."
After a chaotic rescue, Bai Liu stepped forward and let go of the man tied to the pillar. Before the Vatican launched a second counterattack, he pressed the man who had not yet reacted and quickly retreated with the witch.
Then the two sides met.
Youzhen asked immediately: "Why are you still following me?"
Bai Liu quickly raised his hands in surrender, and said innocently: "I just saved this person and wanted to ask what you are going to do with them?"
When Youzhen and Leah saw the man with burns on his body who had not yet reacted, their eyes froze.
——Dealing with men has always been a difficult problem for all witches.
In order to protect witches, the witch district does not accept men, but sometimes they do rescue the witches' male relatives from the trial court, such as parents, brothers, and husbands - these men usually made the decision to stand on the side of the witches in court and be burned to death, so they were rescued by Youzhen and others.
But problems arose. Although they rescued these men, how to place them has always been a problem.
Paula is currently opening up an area around the witch district to house these men, but the witch district is heavily polluted, and it is not safe for these men to stay there, but it is impossible to send them back to the safe area...
And the area is full, and the matter is currently on hold against the backdrop of the impending war, and is now completely deadlocked.
Youzhen rarely stood still, staring at Bai Liu without saying a word.
Bai Liu's waist trembled. He looked down at the message he had just received from Liu Jiayi, raised his head, and proposed a resolution with a smile: "If you don't mind, you can place the rescued men with us, and we will help you process and review them."
"You can treat us as a third-party organization [normal men who obey the witches' deployment]. We will not enter the witch area, but hide in the safe zone using male identities. At the same time, we will obey your deployment and help you attack."
Yuzhen uttered a puzzled sound, and Leah raised her eyebrows subtly—
——This decision is completely feasible and is almost like a tactic tailor-made for them now.
Bai Liu smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
The message from Liu Jiayi on his waist was——【Third-Party Organization】.
Meanwhile, the Papal Palace.
The Papal Palace is the most central processing institution in the entire country. Here live the Pope, the highest authority of each generation of the Holy See, as well as cardinals, archbishops, nuns and other core people of the Holy See who were promoted from bishops. After the witch trials began, the influence of the Holy See quickly spread throughout the world, and the Papal Palace became larger and larger as a result. To date, this is the sixth large-scale renovation and expansion of the Papal Palace, and the size of the Papal Palace is now close to half the size of a city.
This generation of Pope had a very eye-catching proposal for the expansion of the Papal Palace - he expanded the Papal Palace under the Island in the Sky and built a ladder to the sky.
But this is not surprising. Every generation of Pope is the master of the Sky Island. This expansion can be said to have made his territories above and below the sky overlap, and it is also convenient for people from the Vatican to go up and down the island at any time. Under the ladder is the convent hall of the Papal Palace.
The Convent is a place in the Papal Palace dedicated to the training and enlightenment of nuns. Every year, people from the Vatican gather girls aged 8-14 from all over the world. After strictly verifying their faith and ensuring that they have not come into contact with or eaten eels, they are brought to the Papal Palace for training, where they become familiar with scriptures and doctrines, and develop a holy and blameless character. After two to three years of passing the test, they are sent to various tribunals.
Nuns need to remain pure, so they don't need to swallow eels. The role of nuns is to purify things and people contaminated by witches, including the prayer purification ceremony after each trial. The nuns will pray devoutly for an hour in front of the burned witch to destroy the witch's soul - this is to prevent the witch's soul from running out of the body and leaning over other women's bodies to continue to cause trouble.
Young nuns, that is, those under the age of eighteen, have the best purification effect. After a nun reaches the age of eighteen, according to doctrine, her purification effect will gradually decrease. Although the merciful Church will not expel them for this reason, most nuns will voluntarily withdraw from the Church at this time.
There are two very "good" options for nuns who leave the Vatican:
The first was that she could marry a man and never again be accused of being a witch for the rest of her life, because she had been a holy nun.
The second is that they have the priority to board the Sky Castle.
Therefore, becoming a nun is the best path for most girls who have not yet been accused of being a witch, and having a nun who has left the church as a wife is also the greatest fantasy of all men - when a civilian family has a nun, they are isolated from the matter of witch trials, because the nun's holiness will purify everything.
Therefore, families who give birth to girls will do everything they can to send their children to the Vatican to be trained as nuns, and families who give birth to boys will also teach their children madly from the beginning that you must work hard now, and everything you do is for the ability to marry a nun when you grow up.
——If you are not a nun, if there are no nuns around you, then one day you will be judged by the Vatican!
As a result, being a nun has become a particularly popular profession, but there are only a few nuns after all, so the competition among prospective nuns is very fierce - just as the competition among their suitors is fierce.
Although doctrine only requires nuns to be pure and devout in their faith, when the Vatican selects, beautiful girls with unique temperaments are always given priority. In order to send their children to the nunnery, many parents even spend a lot of money to have plastic surgery on their children who are only in their teens - but this behavior was soon strictly prohibited by the Vatican.
"Don't change your appearance at will. We need you to keep your original appearance." The priest who selected the nuns in the Vatican explained kindly, "That is the appearance God gave you."
In this fierce competition, every nun selected is naturally beautiful and pure, and this year's batch of nuns includes the most beautiful nun since the witch trial.
She did not come from within the kingdom, but from outside the kingdom. She had bright green eyes and long, soft, curly golden hair, which made her look as innocent as the angels accompanying God in the stained glass paintings - this was why everyone praised her as the most beautiful. She completely met everyone's fantasy of the word nun.
It was so touching every time she clasped her hands together, lowered her eyes and prayed compassionately for those who came to her to complain.
"I hope your troubles will go away soon," she whispered. "I hope your soul will go to heaven when you die."
"Thank you!" The man who came to complain was so grateful that he almost shed tears. He stretched out his hand and consciously wanted to hold the nun's hand, but soon the nun dodged it. He suddenly woke up and blushed in embarrassment, "Sorry, I forgot that nuns cannot touch ordinary men like us who are not from the Church."
She just smiled innocently and waved her hand to show that she didn't care.
The man was even more grateful. He stole a glance at the nun, took a deep breath, and mustered up his courage before asking, "When will you leave the Vatican?"
--In this country, asking a nun when she will leave the Church is like asking her when she will get married.
"Of course! I know I'm not worthy of you!" The man quickly began to make excuses, but under the gaze of the nun's innocent bright green eyes, his explanation seemed so helpless that he even stuttered, "I, I just asked casually! You don't have to answer me!"
"Leave the Vatican?" The nun smiled softly. "I'm sixteen this year. When do you think I can leave the Vatican?"
"Two, two years later?" the man stuttered.
"No." The nun's bright green eyes flashed with unknown emotions. She raised the corners of her lips and said in a nonchalant tone, "Of course anytime."
The man left the nunnery with a dazed look on his face. He passed by a priest who was looking down and anxious in the inner garden of the Papal Palace. The priest pushed open the door of the nunnery and wiped the sweat from his forehead when he saw that she was the only nun there. Then he called out, "Phoebe!"
Phoebe turned around, her green eyes darkening for a moment: "Haven't you found out about Red's identity in this game yet?"
Qi Yifang, who was dressed as a priest, was swept by Phoebe like that. It was like a conditioned reflex and he broke out in a cold sweat. He replied weakly, "...No."
Phoebe commented lazily: "You and Liu Ji are really two pieces of trash."
Qi Yifang: “…QAQ.”
Queen, where are you? Come here quickly! We can't hold Phoebe back!
Their guild had really bad luck. First, they were chosen in the challenge tournament and had to play one more game. Now, the contact between them and Red Hearts was cut off as soon as they logged into this dungeon. They couldn't get in touch with Red Hearts no matter what, and they didn't know where Red Hearts' landing point was. The contact between them and Red Hearts was forcibly blocked. Now they can only slowly search for information on the huge map to find Red Hearts.
"Where's Titan?" Phoebe sat casually under the statue, took an apple that these people offered to the god, took a big bite, and glanced at Liu Ji with her green eyes, "You didn't let him be discovered?"
"No, no!" Qi Yifang shook his head frantically, "We hid Titan by the sea as you instructed! Liu Ji is currently in charge of the Church there, and he hasn't been discovered!"
"But there is indeed no news from the Queen."
Qi Yifang's face fell in worry. "This shouldn't be the case. The Queen usually takes the initiative to contact us. It shouldn't be the case that we have all gathered and there is still no news from her."
Phoebe raised her eyelids and said, "I got a piece of news. There is a person in the Sky City called the Queen of Hearts."
Qi Yifang was delighted: "That must be the queen! Let's go up and find her..."
"But that person is a man." Phoebe looked at Qi Yifang's stunned face with interest, and said almost maliciously, "You also know that you can't change your gender in the game. So what do you think, or do you hope..."
"Is this the queen?"
Qi Yifang's expression was blank: "Huh?!"
After appreciating Qi Yifang's dazed expression, Phoebe looked away in boredom, her tone becoming cold again: "We can't go up to the Sky City to look for it for now. We don't know what's on that map. The fact that Hong Tao is trapped up there and can't come down to look for us shows that there's something wrong with that map."
"We should start by mapping the underside of the island."
"But, but..." Qi Yifang's brain was so overwhelmed by the things Phoebe kept throwing out that he couldn't think anymore. He could only stutter and ask, "But we haven't merged with the tactician yet! Are we just going to push forward like this? We should wait until the queen merges with us and comes up with a tactic before pushing forward..."
"Why do we have to wait for him?" Phoebe interrupted Qi Yifang impatiently. She raised her head. Although she had an innocent face, her eyes and words were extremely cold. "If he can't come down from the island to find us, then he is also his own waste."
"It's the league now, I don't have time to wait for waste."
Qi Yifang was stunned. He was so anxious that he almost cried: "Phoebe, but we don't have a tactician! How can we play in the league without a tactician?!"
Wuwuwu, at this time he will miss Jiayi very much, and Jiayi will also be their tactician, but at least there is discussion. Phoebe is the type that is so strong that there is no way to interrupt her, except that Hearts can barely communicate with her on an equal footing - this is mainly because Hearts's level is higher than Phoebe's. Phoebe is the type who can send you away on the spot for the sake of victory.
——No matter who you are.
"It's just that Red Heart is not here. Why is there no tactician?" Phoebe looked at him strangely, "Am I not a human?"
Qi Yifang wanted to hold his head and scream—he knew it!!
Whenever Phoebe is involved in a match, every match becomes a large-scale dynastic coup - Phoebe will constantly try to seize the tactician authority from Hearts, and sometimes even attack Hearts, all thanks to Hearts' rich experience to be able to withstand it.
This is also the reason why Hearts did not let Phoebe join the team before.
Phoebe is a player with very strong attacking power and ambition. Her mobility and aggressiveness are very strong. Although her personal skills are auxiliary and she is in the [Control] position, she can play both the [Roaming] and [Main Attack] positions. She can be said to be a genius all-round player. In some aspects, she is even stronger than Liu Jiayi at that time. She is a player of the same level as Bai Liu and Ni Shen, and she always drags down her teammates who can't keep up with the speed.
She is a natural tactician - Qi Yifang has heard the queen say this about Phoebe more than once.
But Phoebe has a fatal weakness - her tactics are too radical and can easily kill teammates.
In other words, my teammates are too weak.
Qi Yifang, as a teammate who has always been mocked by Phoebe as "waste", is really afraid of Phoebe taking control. Hearts' tactics will be relatively gentle, not aggressively attacking, but focusing on defense. At least they will take their ability limits into consideration, but Phoebe's style of play is completely to die together.
She doesn't care whether they live or die.
But now that Red Heart is gone, there is no one in the whole place who can suppress Phoebe! !
Phoebe jumped down from the table under the statue briskly. She threw away the core of the apple she had just eaten and clapped her hands in a slightly happy manner. Her bright green eyes curved with a smile: "It's just right that Hearts is not here. I don't like his weak style of play at all. It's not pleasant at all."
"He is now trapped on the island and cannot leave. If he is more sensible and wants to win this game, he'd better delegate the tactician authority to me now."
"Of course it doesn't matter if he doesn't devolve." Phoebe shrugged nonchalantly, "As long as he dies on the island and leaves the game, the tactician authority will be mine."
She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly: "Lord, now I hope that Red Heart will go to hell."
"?!?" Qi Yifang was scared and wanted to cry, just like a poor kid whose parents ran away from home and had to stay with the bad kids who bullied him. He could only tremble and whisper back, "Phoebe, the Queen is our president after all, right? Isn't it bad for you to curse her like this?"
"President?" Phoebe glanced at the whole group with a faint look in her eyes, and suddenly smiled innocently, "Maybe he won't be one soon."
Qi Yifang was stunned: "...The Queen is no longer the president anytime soon, what does that mean?"
"That weak guy." Phoebe smiled sweetly, her hands clasped under her chin, her face full of holy halo, "In order to avoid what he didn't want to face, he gave me the rights of the guild heir before this year's competition."
"——As long as he is really dead, I will be the president of the King's Crown."
"So please let him go to hell as soon as possible."
Qi Yifang's mind was completely blank at this moment: "What?! The Queen gave you the authority of the president?!"
Phoebe's system panel shook, and a prompt popped up:
[System prompt: The player Queen of Hearts has transferred the team's tactician authority to you. Please deploy carefully and lead the team to victory! ]
"What a weak move in the style of Hearts." Phoebe sneered softly. She smiled and waved the system panel in her hand at Qi Yifang, who was almost in a daze. "Now the tactician authority is also mine."
"Come with me, Team Waste."
viewing pool.
When Wang Shun saw the tactician logo appear above Phoebe's head, he gasped, and a large number of audience members in the audience had the same reaction as him.
This made even the host feel numb. He stared at the big screen in a trance, and spoke into the microphone in a somewhat discontinuous manner: "The King's Guild has also delegated its tactician authority to the new team members..."
"So what is this?!"
The host said incredulously: "A duel between the two teams' new tacticians?! In the crucial arena that determines whether the two teams can enter the playoffs?!"
Audience members whispered:
"Wow, a duel between rookies. Who's going to win or lose is still uncertain."
"...I can't figure out what these two presidents are thinking."
"I am the only one who cares about what the nun just said. Now that the queen is dead, she will be the new president?! What's going on!?"
Yuan Guang, who was sitting next to Wang Shun, also tensed up. He was sitting here on behalf of the Russell Cemetery after the merger. When Bai Liu delegated authority to Liu Jiayi, he was dizzy because of this operation. Now that the other party has also delegated authority, he is even more dizzy. He had to support Wang Shun and asked him: "What is going on?"
"I didn't expect... that the Queen would give Phoebe the authority over the guild and the tactician so quickly." Wang Shun's face darkened. "I only know that she didn't want to be the president a long time ago, so she chose Jiayi as her successor and trained her to take over her authority."
Yuan Guang was stunned: "Don't want to do it anymore? Why? She is one of the strongest players in this game?!"
"I don't know." Wang Shun lowered his head heavily, folded his hands in front of himself, and was silent for a moment before speaking, "The Queen's skill will allow me to become the person I want to see most in my heart when I look directly at her, so I have never successfully tested her thoughts."
"Why would a top player at the peak of his powers give up his position?" Daniel, who was lying on the railing, asked boredly. He turned to look at Cen Mingming, "Hey, President, you look like you know everything. Do you know why?"
Cen Mingming crossed his arms and glanced at Daniel indifferently: "Shouldn't you know more about the King's Guild?"
"That dangerous nun is your sister, right?"
"From a biological perspective, she is indeed my sister." Daniel looked at Phoebe on the big screen with a slightly resistant expression and clicked his tongue in annoyance. "But from all aspects, her identity should be more accurately defined as my competitor rather than my sister."
"And a pretty strong competitor."
Cen Mingming raised one eyebrow slightly: "Although I have no interest in your family affairs, if you want to talk about it, I can listen."
——What a gossipy sentence that is both welcoming and rejecting.
Daniel couldn't help but change his hand to hold his chin. He stared at Phoebe on the big screen for a while, and his apple green eyes darkened.
"You should know my real identity, President? I don't need to introduce my background to you again, right?" Daniel's voice suddenly rang out.
Cen Mingming nodded coldly: "I know."
——An arms dealer who is so powerful that even the White Six from other world lines will actively cooperate with him. He will use a cruel method, like taming a beast, to select his successor from his descendants.
Daniel is the winner among these generations of fighting each other. He inherited the entire group after his father's death and became the most useful and most easily accidentally fired gun in Bai Liu's hands.
"My father had many lovers. He didn't care about them and wouldn't let them into our family. But he would bring back the children born from them and teach us how to use guns and shoot since we started walking." Daniel tilted his head and spoke casually, "My mother was his first wife. When I was five years old, she betrayed him and was killed by him while she was praying by his bed."
"Phoebe's mother was his second wife. When he married Phoebe's mother, Phoebe had been raised by the Sinchmani family until she was five years old. I was about seven years old at that time."
Daniel paused for a moment, as if he found it interesting, and started playing a question-and-answer game with Cen Mingming: "Why do you think my father chose Phoebe's mother as his second wife among all the lovers?"
Cen Ming was silent for a moment: "I don't know."
——In short, there is nothing that can be inferred conventionally in this little lunatic's family.
"It's because of Phoebe." Daniel leaned back lazily. "My father was going to marry the mother of another boy - his other lover."
"But Phoebe changed his mind."
Daniel raised his head and looked at Phoebe on the big screen. His tone was dark. "Phoebe, who is only five years old, has inherited his genes perfectly. She has even surpassed him. She is cruel, strong, and cold. When she is climbing, she will hold the gun tightly. She has an innate desire to control anything that can be plundered and let her climb up. Compared with other heirs who can only cry, Phoebe is as excellent as a creature of another species."
"My father was impressed by Phoebe's excellence. Although there has never been a female heir in the Sinchmani family, Phoebe made him sway."
"He decided to marry Phoebe's biological mother to pave the way for Phoebe to be the heir."
"When I was thirteen and Phoebe was ten, our family held a trial for succession." Daniel looked at the big screen and narrated calmly, "The trial was very simple. It was to shoot at an apple on the head of a living person ten meters away."
"These living people were our closest foster mothers at the time. All the children came on stage crying, except Phoebe."
"--Even though she was going to shoot a living target, the living person standing opposite her with the apple on her head was her biological mother."
"We had to fire ten shots in total, and someone would replace the apple for us. Some kids collapsed and stopped when they fired the first shot. People kept getting injured and being dragged away to be rescued."
"There were only two kids on the field who fired ten shots. One was me and the other was Phoebe. My target was my servant at the time. He was not injured.
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