Swell looked at "Nicky" speechlessly for a while, and he also felt a headache for the black-robed man who played his cards unreasonably and incarnated as "Nicky". He finally dispelled Vincent's doubts a little, and this guy ran out again, but he couldn't ignore it, so he could only ask patiently: "Celant, is what Nicky said true?"

Sellant, however, was distracted again, as he listened to all of Swell's and Nicky's secret conversations verbatim because of the gramophone.

Celent couldn't believe his ears, he didn't know why these two men were targeting him.

"Celant?" Vincent reminded again, wondering why Celent was distracted at the sight of Swell's crown.

"Ahh

"Were you accusing Nicky of having an undead aura in him?" Vincent had to repeat.

"Isn't the answer clear?" said Celent, pointing to the dead gray that loomed on Nicky's body, as he quickly pondered what to do, and it would be foolish for him to think about it when Swell and Nicky clearly had bad intentions towards him.

"You obviously inflicted this undead aura on me!" Nicky exclaimed.

Swell looked at him suspiciously, he knew very well that under normal circumstances, the undead aura on Nicky's body would not be discovered by anyone at all, but when he used divine magic, the undead aura that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow would appear in his holy light.

Swell didn't understand how emboldened Nicky to lie about such a thing. You must know that Vincent's eyes don't rub sand, and Vincent's combat power is actually unfathomable, if it weren't for the restrictions of the Holy See's iron laws, he would have already advanced to the Holy Domain, how easy it is for Nicky to deceive Vincent in this matter, not to mention that Vincent has made it clear that he will protect Selent, Nicky's choice is definitely not wise.

Nicky gave Swell a reassuring look, he had been prepared. At the same time, he told Swell his plan in secret words - and all this was heard in Serent's ears word for word.

"Where's the evidence?" Vincent didn't hesitate to side with Celrent.

"Vincent is right, where is Nicky's evidence?" After receiving Nicky's hint, Swell pretended to question sternly, "Nicky, do you know that your accusations against Celent are very serious? You must know that if you can be contaminated with the breath of the undead, there is no doubt that it will be related to the necromancer!"

Celent looked at Swell, who was righteous, and felt a chill in his heart, this is the so-called cardinal archbishop? This is the Holy See who talks about compassion all day long? At this moment, for the first time in his heart, he began to have a trace of doubt about the Holy See.

"Of course I have proof!" Nicky triumphantly took out the visual communication ball that had been prepared and raised his chin at Serent: "Selent, didn't expect it, did you? Everything you just did to me was recorded by me." Do you want to explain it yourself, or do you want me to show you the evidence that you have to do with the God of Souls?"

Vincent frowned and glanced at the depressed Syrent, he already had his own judgment in his heart, he sighed secretly, it seems that Nicky is right, Sylent is still too tender, how can he put direct evidence in Nicky's hands?

"Nicky, have you forgotten who you are?, how can you use a mechanical artifact as evidence?" Vincent immediately tried to erase the credibility of the evidence at its root. In fact, there is considerable resistance to mechanical creations within the Holy See, and there is an unwritten agreement prohibiting the Holy Church from using any mechanical creations in private.

"Uncle Vincent!" Celent looked at Vincent with some emotion. Unlike what he imagined, Vincent did not stand against him because he might have something to do with the God of Souls, and still insisted on defending him.

But Swell and Nicky had long been in collusion, and it made no sense for Vincent to do so. Celent thought sourly.

Vincent waved his hand at him quietly, and said to Swell, "Your Majesty, according to custom, Nicky's use of the visual teleportation ball is definitely a private act, and it should not be used as evidence against Selent!"

"But Nicky's report is so important that I think it's better to take a look at it first. Swell gave Vincent an embarrassed look.

Sure enough. Silent sighed inwardly, reaffirming his judgment. The current Holy See is no longer the original Holy See, and everywhere is full of the smell of decay and degeneration. He hasn't figured out why Nicky targeted him yet, but what Swell did made him see a reality that he had been unwilling to face, that is, his existence really threatened Swell's position, and Swell was definitely using the topic to remove this threat.

"Your Majesty, you're so wise!" Nicky exclaimed, eagerly releasing the image from the visual teleporter.

Celent watched coldly as the two sang a double reed, ready for the worst. Of the three people present, as long as Vincent didn't stop him, the other two would definitely not be able to stop him from escaping. In fact, with Celant's current strength, even if Vincent intercepts with all his might, it may not be effective, but he doesn't want to fight Vincent.

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"Nicky, what do you want us to see?" asked Swell, his face very ugly, everything had been planned, but it turned out that something had gone wrong in the most critical part.

"W-I—what's going on?" said Nicky, stammering as he swept away his previous majesty.

"Nicky, you have to give me a reasonable explanation!" Vincent glanced at Serent, who was also extremely shocked, and said sternly to Nicky.

The image released by the visual teleporter shocked all four of them, and in the video, Celent just pointed at his hand, and Nicky had a dead gray undead aura on him, apparently it was a bit too far-fetched to splash dirty water on Celent with this action alone. Nicky had been so sure that the most crucial evidence was shining a dull yellow glow in Serent's hand, but it was not recorded by the visual balls at all.

"You must be the hell! How did you do that?" Nicky shouted as if he had seen a ghost, pointing at Serent.

"What the hell can I do? His Majesty Swell and Uncle Vincent saw it, and I didn't do anything. The image shows it very clearly, I just questioned you, and the undead aura ran out of you!" Celent couldn't figure out why this was the case for the time being, but it didn't prevent him from defending himself. After getting along with Alfie for a long time, this instinct is still there.

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