Chapter 36: The Evil Deeds of Lear Stuart The room was filled with a decayed smell. The magic of the heretical law continued to pour into Eric's body. His skin gradually turned pale, and even his originally fiery red hair was stained with a gray filter. In the end, Eric was tempted by Crow Dreich and chose to accept the power of corrupt laws. As the last of the corrupt law magic flowed into Eric's body, the crow let out a satisfied cry. Ever since he fled to the Royal City of Braifel, he has been selecting people who can help him bring down his corrupt true form, and he has set his sights on Eric. His ugly appearance fits the style of the corrupt sect, and he has a prominent status as the son of a duke. Some things are more convenient to be done by the son of a great noble. "From now on, you will be our corrupt believer, the new plague warlock!" The crow flapped its wings. Eric opened his eyes and felt that his body was full of strength. His body, which had been depleted by the potion, regained its vitality. The power of the arcane laws had completely drained from him, and now only corruption remained. His level also returned to the intermediate level, intermediate plague warlock.
Eric was a little disappointed. When he chose to accept the law of corruption, he was still wondering whether he would retain the law of arcane and become a dual-law professional like Lear, but it was obvious that he was overthinking it. How did Lear do it? "Don't be in a daze, feel the new power. I have given you power, and you must work for me." The crow chattered. "I accept your power, but you promised that you could let me defeat Lear." Eric looked at the crow. The crow shook its wings in disdain. "Of course, I would never deceive corrupt believers. Plague Warlocks can gain power by spreading the plague. After every person infected with corruption is transformed into an undead, his life energy will be transferred to the Plague Warlock." "As long as you continue to spread the corruption, you will soon reach a high level. By then, won't you be able to defeat a mid-level mage?" "Need to spread corruption?" Eric was stunned, flipping through the information he obtained after changing his job to Plague Warlock in his mind. His expression turned a little ugly. This method of increasing strength by spreading plague and devouring other people's lives was really too evil. "You think it's evil?" The crow sneered, "There is no power in this world that can be obtained for no reason. Everything has a price. From the moment you choose to accept corruption, you should be prepared." "Besides, this is the only way you can defeat that Lear." Eric was silent for several seconds, then his expression turned ferocious. "As long as I can defeat Li Er, I can do anything!" "Very good, I admire you. Then go and spread corruption, and you will fall in love with the power of corruption." The crow cackles. "Oh, by the way, don't use corrupt power in front of the people of the Golden Church, especially the Golden Saint, otherwise, I can't save you." Crow added. "The Golden Saint..." Eric thought of the woman he saw at the banquet that day. He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is it really your corrupt sect that slandered the Golden Saint in the newspaper office?" "What?" The crow was stunned. "It's the story of Sister Ophinina, a heretic nun from a corrupt sect who liked little boys," said Eric. Crow was stunned. He knew Ophinina, which was the name of the saint, but what the hell was this heretical nun Ophinina from a corrupt sect? …… ten minutes later.
"Who the hell is this bastard who dares to insult our corrupt sect like this!" The crow looked at the newspaper on the table and kept cursing in its beak. His body was trembling slightly with anger, and even some of his feathers were standing up. Derich was very angry that someone dared to publish such an article in the newspaper! Slandering the Golden Saint and describing her as a heretical nun of their corrupt sect is simply unbearable! Is the disgusting aura of the Golden Saint worthy of being a nun of a corrupt sect? "Derrick, is there any need to be so angry?" Eric was a little confused, "Didn't you write the article that slandered the Golden Saint?" "Who told you that we wrote it?" Crow Derrick retorted on the spot. "Everyone thinks so. Apart from your corrupt sect, who would call the Golden Saint a corrupt nun?" Eric said as a matter of course. Derich's eyes turned red. Not only did he describe the saint as their corrupt nun, but he also made their corrupt sect take the blame? It’s really contrary to Tiangang! It has always been their paganism that has slandered others, so when did anyone dare to frame their corrupt sect! "You really didn't write this?" Seeing Derek's reaction, Eric also became a little suspicious. "Of course not! I swear on the name of corrupt laws!" Delich roared. Eric shrugged his shoulders, picked up the newspaper on the table, and read the contents. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Since others can slander you, can I also slander others?" He slammed the table. "What are you talking about?" Derek finally recovered from his anger and felt a little annoyed when he saw Eric jumping up and down. Eric smiled a sinister smile, and he took out a pen and paper and started writing directly on his notebook. …… Daily Morning Newspaper Office, Ritter Street. The newspaper staff lay listlessly on the table. Ever since they published the story of the heretic nun Ophianina, their newspaper had become deserted and few people dared to come to them to submit articles. The staff was somewhat helpless. Who knew that Ophelia was the name of the saint? If he knew what it was, he would not have published those articles! Just when the staff thought that today would be another day without any visitors, the door of the newspaper office was pushed open and the bell on the door jingled. He suddenly raised his head from his seat and saw a man wrapped in a coat. The scarf and sunglasses were almost exactly the same as the man who spent five gold coins to discredit the Golden Saint. It’s just that the body shape is a little bit wrong. The person in front of me, whose face I can’t see, is a fat man, with a crow standing on his shoulder. "Excuse me, can I publish an article here?" The fat man walked up to the newspaper employee and whispered. Hearing this, the employee's expression changed. Why does this sentence sound so familiar? After a pause of a few seconds, the clerk smiled professionally and said, "Sure, sir. What kind of article would you like to publish?" The fat man took out the article he had just written from the storage item and handed it to the clerk. The clerk took it carefully and glanced at the title: 【The unknown secret of the Stuart family】 The clerk's eyes twitched slightly. He seemed to have seen such a title somewhere not long ago. He turned to the next page: [Imprisoning the Princess? Lear Stuart's Evil Deeds] The clerk wiped the sweat from his forehead and flipped through all the articles, all of which were slandering the Stuart family, especially Lear Stuart.
Something like Lear communicated with the heretical gods and thus gained the power of the double law, and that Lear imprisoned and humiliated the princess. But isn't the princess Lear's fiancée? Why is she imprisoned? "Sir, we cannot publish these articles. As you know, Lear Stuart is a great nobleman in the kingdom. It will cause trouble if we defame him." The clerk put down the articles tremblingly. "Why not? Didn't you discredit the Golden Saint before?" the fat man said with some dissatisfaction. "Sir, that was our mistake. We didn't know the Saint's name..." "I'll give you five gold coins!" The fat man didn't want to listen to the clerk's explanation and just took out the money. Again? The staff thought they were going crazy. Although they discredited the Saint last time, she actually did not make things difficult for them, and they indeed earned five gold coins. Now again, the clerk was sure that he was moved, but that Li'er Stuart was the heir to the Stuart family! The newspaper office fell silent for a long time. Just when the fat man was getting impatient, the clerk showed an ugly smile and said, "Sir, we can publish these articles, but..." "You have to pay more!" (End of this chapter)