Chapter 575 The Witch (2)

   Shiyu's research on magic circles has reached the point of forgetting sleep and eating.

   For seven days, she spent in meditation...

   It wasn't until the warden of the Devil's Garden came to her cell that she quit the state of meditation and looked up at the person in front of her.

   "Shyou, racial human race, 708 years old, dark magician, abyss lord, 25,000 years of divine calendar was arrested and imprisoned by the twelve-winged archangel, and has currently served 150 years in prison."

  A dozen angels in uniform with swords on their waists were lined up outside the prison gate.

The one headed by    is a demigod-level seraph.

   The warden turned his eyes from the file in his hand to Shiyou in front of him, and asked her, "Is that you?"

  The beauty of an angel's face will double rapidly as his rank increases.

   The six-winged angel is indeed more delicate than the two-winged angel.

   It’s just that unlike other angels, the warden in front of him doesn’t have any affinity in terms of temperament or demeanor.

   His tone was indifferent, and his expression lacked due anger. When he stood still in the face of the bright light, he was like an ice sculpture just out of the refrigerator, exuding a fresh and rich cold air.

"not me."

   Shiyou denied it very quickly.

  If he was looking for the seven hundred and eight-year-old Shiyou, it wasn't her.

   She remembered that she was only seven hundred and seven years old.

  Eh, Shiyou seems to have forgotten that in the twelve days he has traveled through, his seven hundred and eighth birthday has passed.

   The angel guard behind the warden held the photo on the file and said, "Sir, it's her, she is the lord of the abyss."

   Shiyou: "..." The embarrassment of being confused.

   Shiyou's face was serious: "I'm only seven hundred and seven years old."

   The corner of the warden's mouth twitched, does this baby have any obsession with her age?

  Even if he is already a living being, he still cares how old he is?

   Are you bored?

   The warden said to the guard Shiyou, the two-winged angel, "Open the cell door."

   The two-winged angel opened Shiyu's prison door.

   The warden walked in, put a parchment roll on the table, turned it around halfway, pushed it in front of Shiyou, and took out a quill from his jacket pocket: "Sign it."

   Shiyou blinked: "Sign what?"

   "See for yourself."

   Shiyou picked up the parchment scroll, which read in Common Language: Devil Garden Criminal Parole Permit.

   "What is this? Can I go?"

   Freedom comes so quickly.

   suddenly felt unreal.

   The warden said coldly: "This is your parole release certificate. After you sign it, you can leave the Devil's Garden."

   Shiyou looked at each other blankly, "I don't seem to have applied for release from prison, who ordered it?"

   "The order came from a certain person above, and I can't call him by his first name." The warden replied vaguely, and immediately skipped the topic irresistibly, saying, "Sign it, you can leave tomorrow."

  What kindness does the God of Light have? really?

   He wished to keep using himself as a tool man.

   After confirming again and again that the logo on the sheepskin scroll was really branded with the magic of light and not drawn, he picked up the quill pen on the side and signed his name.

   Shiyou didn't know what the little **** of the God of Light was thinking.

   Could it be possible to let him go out, and then continue to arrest him for hundreds of years?

   Never mind, go out and talk about it.

   It won't be so easy for them to catch her when they go out...

   (end of this chapter)