Novel Full Chapter 348: You Are All Guilty
Chapter 348: You Are All Guilty
Their eyes met, and Miquella’s face contorted into an ugly one marked with horror and hate.
“You devil!” Miquella’s shriek pierced the air.
Godfrey’s eyes narrowed. He certainly didn’t like being called a devil by someone whose life he spared.
She quickly unleashed her summoning voice. “Guilty!” It spoke like several beings spoke through it. As though a chorus spoke in unison. This wasn’t the judge Godfrey first met. This was a twisted version.
“I command the air around you to cease to exist.” It declared.
Godfrey’s eyes went to the old man, who wasn’t far from him. He clenched his teeth, teleported, and grabbed Miquella’s neck.
She choked, so her summon had to retrieve that judgment, not that it had much effect on Godfrey anyway, but Miquella was like a feral beast that could see the actual truth despite being a judge.
She laughed. “Do you know how many summons I have fed on? I’m literally a god, a god!”
The space around them distorted as she spoke, and Miquella sat on her seat as the judge of this tribunal.
“Miquella…” A deep voice rang, and everything crumbled as her judge bled from its orifices.
Miquella grabbed Godfrey’s hand, struggling to release herself as she came back to reality, only to discover Godfrey had lifted her from the ground.
She stared into his Black-Out eyes and suddenly felt a chill that ran down her spine. Her breath quickened as she was running out of breath, fast.
“I warned you last time. I cannot be judged, not by the likes of you. You’ve repeated the same mistake twice, and you’re of no use to humanity now.”
A gauntlet covered his arm as he tightened his grip.
Miquella clutched his hand, struggling yet failing. Her eyes trembled.
It couldn’t be.
She had fed on so many people, she had broken the law. She was promised to become a judge of gods, a supreme entity that the entirety of earth would respect in this new age.
“Mom.”
That voice made Godfrey freeze.
He slowly turned his head and saw Sarah. She stood at the veranda with a terrified look, while Mountain was behind her.
They had just come out.
Miquella… was Sarah’s mother!
Godfrey let go of Miquella, who rushed toward her daughter. She embraced Sarah tightly, then cupped her cheeks.
“Who did it? What happened?”
“This knight saved me.” Sarah said, while glaring at Godfrey.
He could already see that she hated him, but that wasn’t a problem. Godfrey wasn’t offended. He would also hate anyone who held his mother’s neck like that.
His time here was over. It was time to leave.
“Mountain.”
Sarah’s eyes widened when Mountain left her, heading for Godfrey, while Miquella dragged her into the orphanage.
When she was out of sight, Godfrey looked at the old man.
“Is that woman really Sarah’s mother? You would have watched me kill her.”
The old man was silent for a moment.
“She did give birth to the little girl herself. But that woman has changed since she came here a month ago. I was at war with myself when I saw you strangling her. A part of me wanted it, a part of me didn’t. It’s probably for the best that her daughter came out. I might have regretted that decision.”
“I see.”
The old man nodded at him and entered the orphanage.
He walked strangely fast for some reason, like he wanted to make sure Miquella was within his sight.
This wasn’t Godfrey’s problem anymore.
“Are you okay?” He asked Mountain, who nodded, glancing at his summoner, who slid one hand into his pocket.
Both of them took three steps, and Godfrey spoke once more. Somehow Mountain was expecting it, seeing that Godfrey had not already retrieved him to the castle.
“It can’t be that you like her more than me, right?” Godfrey suddenly asked.
“Is it because I sent you to fight after summoning you for the first time? I was in a tight spot. If not, we would have had better bonding time. I know I always summoned you to fight, but the world hasn’t been safe.”
Godfrey had a warm smile while explaining softly, while Mountain just kept shaking his head.
At this point, Godfrey didn’t know if Mountain was saying no or was embarrassed at his shameless jealousy.
With a sigh, Godfrey retrieved Mountain and was about to teleport when a loud yell fell into his ears.
“What have you done!”
It was from the old man, and that yell was filled with pain.
Godfrey didn’t even get a chance to think of what could have made that old man yell so loudly when the wall crumbled and the old man was hurled outward.
Godfrey couldn’t believe his eyes.
His eyes went straight to the building, where he saw Miquella, her summon with an aura that now matched the Titled gods, while Sarah, her daughter, was on the ground… lifeless.
His eyes moistened with rage.
Just what degree of cruelty had this woman descended to?
How could a mother, a mother, of all people, do this to the same child she gave birth to?!
He thought she was that feral earlier because of her daughter, and that was why he let her go.
Godfrey thought he saw that aggressiveness was a mother’s love, the kind his mother had toward him.
Oh, what a fool he was.
All mothers weren’t the same. Some gave birth and groomed with love. Some gave birth and groomed to exploit that child.
Miquella’s judge spoke with booming voices.
“You are all guilty!”
Space seemed to twist, and Godfrey found himself forced to his knees on a massive platform.
A stone executioner stood behind him with a gleaming axe.
And it wasn’t just him on this platform. All the children in this orphanage were also placed on the chopping block.
The bleeding old man was just right beside him.
Miquella had panicked when she saw her daughter’s summon had used its ability once. It meant that her daughter might use it up before she could return again, this thought forced her to devour the Resurrection Plant.
Now, as a Titled god who could judge those above her 2.0 tier above her, who could stop her!
Her word, her judgement… was irrevocable.