The gentlemen and ladies present in the court watched in astonishment at the undying lord.
Everyone was discussing what had actually happened.
Some said that the lord was already dead, resurrected by a witch, and was now being manipulated as a mere corpse.
Which was why the soldiers couldn't kill him.
The one who voiced this was fiercely glared at by the Hearthstone Grand Witch, "Not everything can be blamed on witches, that man isn't under any spell!"
The mayor ordered the soldiers to shoot arrows at Lord Prole, hoping to pierce him with countless arrows, but the moment these arrows touched the lord, they all fell powerlessly to the ground.
Lord Prole let out a haughty laugh.
He loudly declared in the court, "No one here can convict me, hahaha..."
Ivita watched this scene, thinking that this was truly an oddity.
A few days ago, this guy looked resigned to his fate, his expression utterly disheartened.
She hadn't expected such a development today.
