Rather than being an interrogation room, it should be a dungeon, and it is a large dungeon that covers an active floor. Standing in the space divided by iron fences and stone pillars, Xiao Fen felt familiar. Especially when looking at the dry blood marks splashing everywhere on these iron railings and mice carrying human organs everywhere, this feeling is even more prominent. Of course, if a group of sheep-headed monsters suddenly jumped out of the inside at this time, Xiao Fen would not feel that something was wrong.

In the real world, Speyer Cathedral is located further north than Württemberg, not as it is now, deep into the Black Forest, just in the middle of Strasbourg and Württemberg. Among that cathedral, the most famous one is the group of catacombs, where the remains of many great figures, including Conrad II are buried. However, the Speyer Cathedral in this trial world has obviously undergone great changes. Xiao Fen is not sure how this cathedral will become in the future, but at least it is not a very good place to bury bones. Just look at the bones piled up by the walls, you will know that too many lives have disappeared from the huge cave under the monastery.

Quest walked out of the depths of the interrogation room, saluted Xiao Fen slightly, and then turned to lead the way. Captain Saint Crown Knight was also secretly shocked by the uneasy appearance of the brown-haired boy behind him.

Not all the knights suddenly saw such a scene as calm as Little Fleiman. Even those high-powered figures would feel like a thorn on their backs once they entered this interrogation room. But the Lord seemed to care about this scene at all when walking on the ground. To be precise, in Little Fleiman's eyes, this place is no different from other places. Those bloody corpses and bones hanging everywhere did not affect the young man.

"Before the Holy See's complete control of this monastery, it was once the secret interrogation room of the Saxony and the East Frank nobles. There were many rebellious nobles who would disappear from their homes and eventually become bones in this interrogation room."

Although Xiao Fen did not show any abnormality, Quest did not intend to let himself kill innocent people. He explained to Xiao Fen as he walked: "Even after the Holy Church controlled this monastery, a large number of nobles were quietly transferred here every year, and most of the prisoners here were of this type. In the Holy Empire, there was no need for the Holy Church to build any interrogation office. You should know that with the existence of the Inquisition, all heresies who were disrespectful to the Lord would not stay in Speyer. Therefore, we only borrowed a small number of interrogation offices, and most of the works of those secular nobles. It was really a helpless thing."

Xiao Fen looked around and whispered, "Oh, of course, if I hadn't heard that voice, I might eventually come here as a prisoner. We will still meet, Captain Quest, aren't we?"

Quest's face was slightly embarrassed and replied, "You are such a joke-making lord."

"Just kidding? That may not be."

Xiao Fen whispered, then did not continue, sweeping over the skeletons and [***] bodies, and his heart was also a little turbulent for a while. The blood and cruelty of the fighting between the nobles can be seen clearly here. Those guys who are gentle on the surface may have always been thinking about in the mainland, how to let their opponents enter the underground of Speyer.

“This is a constantly expanding dungeon, so there is no plan, it looks like a maze.”

Hearing Quest's sudden explanation, Xiao Fen responded: "Don't call me sir, there is no need. I am Fleman. You can call me Mr. Fleman or call me by my name."

Just as Quest was about to say something, a roar that was almost hoarse in front of him suddenly came from a roar not far away.

"Little Fleman, you bastard! I won't let you go, never!"

Xiao Fen smiled slightly when he heard this, put on his hood, and whispered: "A very hard stone, it sounds like you can't attack him, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Fleman, very troublesome. Although Parktu had an offense to us in language, he endured the test of holy water. He did not mean to blaspheme the Lord in terms of subjective will. It is difficult to directly judge the death penalty by offending us alone."

Xiao Fen nodded and walked into an iron fence, looking at the strong man in front of him who was tied to a wooden shelf. Parktu heard the whispers outside the fence, but he didn't know what the people outside said. This unknown made him more alert. When the footsteps at the door came, the Saxony Goth knight opened his eyes with great difficulty and turned his head to look at the door.

Xiao Fen walked slowly over and stared at the viscount who had seen many times in Munich. In the shadow of the hood, the brown-haired boy suddenly asked, "Are you pious enough to the Lord?"

Parktu was stunned for a moment. He had never heard the voice of Little Fleman speaking. At this time, the light in the dungeon was dim, and the torch made the whole space feel awkward. Therefore, the Saxon Knight did not expect that the person in front of him was actually the Little Fleman. When he heard Xiao Fen's problem, the knight nodded with difficulty and said, "Yes, yes, yes, holy water can prove everything. I am extremely pious to the Lord."

Xiao Fen nodded slightly and asked, "Have the Lord asked you to murder Fleman?"

"No, no, little Fleman is a liar, a bastard, a slut, yes, he's that kind of thing."

"Because he's that kind of thing, you're going to kill him?"

"Hey, listen, listen, priest. The things between me and Fleeman are worldly things and have nothing to do with the Holy See. Too much inquiry about Fleeman is not the position you should have."

Hearing Parktu's answer, Xiao Fen nodded again and said, "It's right. It's really not my position to ask about Little Fleman too much. So, change your position, look, what should I do if I want you to die?"

Paktu's face suddenly became firm, and then it twitched violently. He shouted: "No, you have no right to let me die. I believe in the Lord so devoutly. My family is offering a lot of money to the monastery every year, no, every month, no, every week. The holy water can prove my piety, you cannot kill me, you damn priest!"

Xiao Fen smiled in the shadow of the hood, and his white teeth showed a sharp feeling in the dim flame. He said: "Where do you offer money? This is Speyer, not your hometown. Your piety in your hometown does not prove your piety here."

After saying that, Xiao Fen turned his head and looked at a Saint Crown Knight on the other side and whispered: "Knight, bring me a knife."

"Sir, he has been proven by Holy Water."

The Saint Crown Knight was obviously hesitant, and he couldn't help but whisper to remind Xiao Fen.

Xiao Fen nodded and said, "Yes, of course I know. But I also know one thing. The nobles have always been different from each other. The only thing they have been proved that the appearance of this knight is. Have you ever proved that his internal organs are not corrupt? Have you ever proved that his body is not dirty?"

The face of the Holy Crown Knight was obviously twitching, and he could not even imagine what such a proof would bring. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but whisper: "We don't have so many holy waters, sir, we can't detect them in every place. And if this knight died here due to interrogation, it would be a troublesome thing."

Xiao Fen smiled again and reached out his hand, and the water droplets filled with holiness began to slowly overflow from his hand.

"I have it, go, knight, do as I say. Don't hesitate, don't stop, don't go against my advice. I am here, proof. Amen."

Drips of holy water rolling on the ground suddenly showed a comfortable warmth in the entire dungeon. This warmth was real and illusory. The Saint Crown Knight looked at all this and praised in a low voice. Then he turned his head and was about to walk out the door, but Quest had already walked in one step ahead, and in the hands of the strong middle-aged knight, he was holding a sharp animal knife. Looking at Xiao Fen, Quest handed the knife over silently.

Xiao Fen held the knife with a beautiful blood groove in his hand, skillfully pulling the knife flower, and looked as if he was already extremely familiar with this kind of knife. Then, in the eyes of Parktu's extremely panic, Xiao Fen suddenly raised his hand and stabbed the knife in his hand into the Goth Knight's arm, and directly penetrated the arm.

The huge pain made Paktu want to shout, but Xiao Fen's powerful punch completely blocked the roar in Paktu's lungs. The Goth Knight had to use a violent cough to relieve himself, but the pain on his right arm made his cough sound particularly distorted. In such a cough, Paktu made a crying sound at the same time.

"Damn it, you damn priest. I will kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

Hearing Parktu's threat, Xiao Fen dripped the holy water in his hand directly on the wound on the Gothic Knight's right arm.

Just as the soldering iron was imprinted on this wound, a large amount of white smoke evaporated, and the pain gushed from his bones made Parktu unable to control it anymore. His body twisted violently and his head pounded to the wooden stake behind him. As for the curse, it disappeared.

Xiao Fen watched the wound on Parktu's right arm gradually recover, and exclaimed: "It's great, praise you, the knight, your arms are equally pious. Then, let's see if other places are equally pious."

"What are you going to do? Tell me what are you going to do? Please tell me these things. I can do it, and I will definitely do it."
Chapter completed!