Chapter 997 - Suppression (1/2)

Chapter 997: Suppression

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“She, she woke up!”

Zooey heard a cry of astonishment and then saw several sharp swords held to her neck.

“Don’t move!” Alethea’s voice also appeared in her mind, “You’d better stay still until we confirm who you are.”

“So that was why…” She noticed that her hands and feet were tied with iron locks, and she was lying on the stone bed where the demon originally was. Her partners were wielding swords, standing guard around her. She thought, “This is indeed a wise decision. It’s quite necessary to confine me before they’re clear whether it’s me or the demon who occupies the shell of the God’s Punishment soldier. They did not ask for my identity. Instead, they decided to make the judgment by themselves, which is a mature decision.”

After all, since the demon has occupied my body, any answer might be a lie.

If Kabradhabi did not make it up, the dozens of days in the dark stream of consciousness was equivalent to only a few minutes in reality. It must have been Alethea who made the correct judgments and took countermeasures in such a short period of time.

With such partners, I really have nothing to worry about.

When Zooey was about to close her eyes and leave it to them, what she saw in the crowd made her frown.

What are they doing?

She saw another stone bed beneath the magic core. Though she could not see who was lying on it, the answer was almost self-evident as the witches were crowding beside it.

She soon came up with a possibility—

Do they plan to confirm my identity through King Roland’s Dream World?

No, no one here can force Roland to do it. If it’s real, then it can only have been prompted by himself.

But… this is too inappropriate! How can Alethea agree with this plan? Doesn’t she know what the mortal king means to the God’s Punishment Witches? What’s more, according to the demon’s words, their understanding of magic power is far better than ours. If the Dream World is also built by magic power, then it’s a risky move to allow a Senior Demon into it.

I shouldn’t have praised her!

Thinking of this, Zooey could no longer keep quiet. She cried,”Wait. Don’t open the Dream World. I’m Zooey!”

Alethea took a look at her but didn’t respond.

“Listen, Kabradhabi can revise the effect of magic power to a certain extent. If you let it enter the Dream World, we don’t know what will happen. Wake His Majesty up. Quickly!”

“Oh? Really? To be honest, lying on that stone board is chilling. If I don’t put a quilt on it, I really can’t fall asleep. But if you were the demon, you could also say that.”

Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed behind her.

Zooey tried to raise her neck and look backward. Then she saw a grey-haired man— It was Roland Wimbledon, the mortal king.

She immediately felt relieved.

It turns out that he has not yet lied on it.