The Freed S*aves Became Obsessed

Chapter 193

Crash!@@@@

"Ugh."

The soldier who had dragged me to the underground cell threw me roughly into the iron cage. My frail body hit the ground like a discarded stone.

Clang!

The iron bars slammed shut.

"Slave Reaper, how dare you touch a nun of the Church? You’ve got some nerve. The Lord will punish you."

"Should I play the ‘Pope card’ here?"

If I revealed that I’ve shared meals and even slept under the same roof with their beloved pope, I might be able to wriggle out of this. If that didn’t work, I’d have to roll the dice.

"Hmm..."

But honestly, I wasn’t too worried.

I’ve lived such a virtuous life, after all.

The proof of my righteousness would surely be shown by the heavens.

Confident in my inevitable acquittal, I lay down on the cold floor. Folding my coat into a square, I used it as a pillow. I was just killing time leisurely when I heard the guards whispering outside.

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