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Chapter 293 - 247: The Mad Ritual_2

Chapter 293: Chapter 247: The Mad Ritual_2

This point... the now exhausted Xiao Yi couldn’t deny it, no matter how much he tried.

And indeed, Xiao Yi genuinely began hoping that the Evil God truly existed! At least then he’d have a target for revenge, instead of feeling powerless as he watched everything unfold in bewilderment.

But, even if the Evil God actually existed, Xiao Yi still had no idea where that guy was hiding, watching this mad performance with what kind of twisted delight, which is why Xiao Yi was so irritated.

"...Can’t even leave, huh? This is just great..."

Afterward, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but sigh again, too tired to even bother with his agonizing thoughts.

Since he couldn’t leave the town now, all Xiao Yi could do was to shake his body and go back to the town again, to face everything he didn’t want to face.

Xiao Yi didn’t want to go back to that murder scene and didn’t know if others would handle everything well.

He had to... return to Carl’s house.

Carl was at home, still in that same dejected state.

"...Carl," Xiao Yi came to him and said slowly, "Gladys... she’s dead."

Without any embellishment, just stating the fact straightforwardly.

Xiao Yi didn’t feel like sugarcoating anything anymore because that was reality, and no amount of talking would change the fact that she and the others were dead.

The deaths of those people had indeed become reality in Xiao Yi’s consciousness.

"..."

Carl remained silent, showing no reaction... just silent.

After a long silence, Carl finally asked slowly,

"...Where is she?"

Then, Carl held a funeral for his daughter Gladys and Letticia.

During the funeral, he kept a poker face, giving no clue to his feelings at the moment, nor to his thoughts.

It wasn’t until everything was over that Carl turned to Xiao Yi and said,

"Wait a little longer, Xiao Yi..."

"Wait for what?" Xiao Yi asked.

"That medication, I’ll get my hands on it very soon," Carl said, "Hele is dead, without him to interfere, everything is much more convenient."

"...Aren’t you sad?" Xiao Yi couldn’t help but ask.

"..." To that, Carl only gave a bitter smile, "At this point, there’s no point in talking about those things. Let them rest in peace, no more disturbances... Plus, I promised you, I’d cure your hallucinations, no matter what, I will keep my promise."

"...Thank you." Xiao Yi expressed his gratitude to Carl.

The only thing that gave Xiao Yi some comfort was that at least the Carl he didn’t know was indeed a very good person.

That suddenly emerging hallucination problem, even Xiao Yi himself had almost forgotten, but Carl was seriously remembering it, and in such a sad situation, he still hadn’t forgotten to look for medication for treating hallucinations.

This made Xiao Yi sincerely grateful to Carl.

It’s just that, one day, if Carl...

Thinking this, Xiao Yi furrowed his brow and immediately cast the thought from his mind.

...

In the days that followed, the hunts, accusations, and trials against the followers of the Evil God continued.

Although Hele was dead, the remaining people of the Church Court loudly proclaimed that they had inherited Hele’s legacy.

They loudly proclaimed to the townspeople:

"Even though Lord Hele has left us, gone to God’s domain, leaving only us to continue the fight against the Evil God, it is so very sad, but that does not mean we will give up! We will carry on His will! With all our might! With the brilliance of God, we will eradicate the followers of the Evil God!"

The Church Court’s response allowed those who were unsettled by Hele’s death to once again partake in the trials of justice. How could they not support the Church Court?

Inside the Church Court, although its personnel always spoke sorrowful words concerning the reality of Hele’s death, their barely suppressed upturned corners of their mouths proved their inner delight.

To the church personnel of this town, they surely respected the Grand Priest recognized by God, but... they had longed for so long, thinking they might finally attain higher power and become the most revered in this town, only to be stiflingly subdued by a person who came out of nowhere. Nobody would be pleased with that.

Now, with Hele dead, these church personnel could act freely according to their own wills! Moreover, to consolidate this power, they had already decided to fulfill the townspeople’s demands by using the trials against the Evil God.

Therefore, the rationality of trials, as slight as it was while Hele lived, now became nonexistent, hurtling completely towards the madness of a bloody ritual.

A girl accused their foreign servant of intending to defile her, and though the servant was recognized as a good man by all nearby and would never do such a thing, he defended himself vigorously.

Yet, with just one sentence from the girl, all his previous efforts were negated.

"That’s just your disguise! Putting on a good man’s act to hide the fact that you’re actually a follower of the Evil God!"

This sentence united the originally silent masses:

"Yes! It must be true! Looks like you Evil God followers are really good at pretending to be good people!"

"She’s a maiden! How could she possibly make false accusations about her own chastity!? It must be true! This fellow is a foreigner after all! Might look honest, but who knows what dirt lies in his heart!"

In fact, the girl’s reason for the accusation was... she thought the servant was not handsome enough.

She didn’t want an ugly person bothering her at home every day, it was utterly annoying.

She had certainly discussed this with her parents before, but they would certainly not give up an inexpensive and useful servant just because he was not good-looking.

This girl had long been sulking about this, and today, at last, she had her chance to make that man disappear from her home.

She also sincerely thanked God for granting her the power to accuse and judge.

Under the one-sided clamor, the servant was pushed into the flames with a face of despair.

He never turned into the monster the townspeople hoped for until his death, but the townspeople didn’t care. They just felt they had eliminated another follower of the Evil God, as for the current situation, they were free to interpret it as they pleased.

The girl also privately talked about the incident with her friends, stirring envy, and thus, her friends began to imitate her behavior to fulfill their own wishes.

Afterward, this trend swept through the entire town.

As long as there was an accusation, the church personnel would capture the accused without question, conduct a brief and casual trial, and then burn them.

Before long, foreigners in the town had disappeared, almost all of them dying in these trials.

Without an external target, the townspeople finally turned on those around them.

Besides disdain for foreigners, they harbored jealousy and resentment towards their neighbors.

Land ownership, wealth, whether children were successful... these envious factors drove people to accuse those around them.

This trial still showed no signs of ending, and indeed, it was evolving towards an even greater magnitude.

...

Xiao Yi didn’t care about any of this; he was just patiently waiting for the arrival of that medicine, and figuring out how to leave this place.

At last! Xiao Yi received the good news from Doctor Carl!

While Xiao Yi was languishing in Carl’s house, one of Carl’s nurses came here to report to Xiao Yi as instructed by Carl.

"Mr. Yi, Doctor Carl asked me to tell you something... the medicine from the Glor family, he’s got it!"