"Roy, I gave you the key to activate the communication nexus. Why did you…"
Woolt watched in shock as Roy brought out the prisoner from the dungeon.
"I want to live; I don't want to waste precious time doing meaningless things," Roy replied coldly.
The tall but thin pale man followed behind Roy. After hearing Woolt's words, he bent down and bowed politely to Woolt with a mocking smile.
Woolt noticed a silver disk filled with complicated religious patterns under the person's arm.
"You removed the Holy Spirit Disc and gave it to him?" Woolt exclaimed in surprise and anger.
If it weren't for the fact that he still had to maintain Brass Door on the oak door, Woolt would have taken action to snatch the holy relic blessed by the Eighth Holy Spirit from the prisoner.
"Do you know what this means? You removed it and handed it to a heretical imprisoned in the dungeon. Do you know…"
