In the center of the town, another cleric from the church was holding up a skeleton head and said to the townspeople, "This is the skull of a Headless Knight, inhabited by its undead spirit. Next, we will give the undead spirit of the Headless Knight a divine purification!"
Compared to watching the purification of the Headless Knight's skull, Katrina was more anxious to see her father, and Zheng Yichen was even less interested in such purification. As a bona fide modern person, he might have found it somewhat interesting if this world was swarming with magical creatures.
But according to his understanding, the industrial development of this world had already begun, and the church's so-called holy purification was mostly just about burning.
"Daddy!" Seeing her father lying on the hospital bed, Katrina could not help but cry. Hearing his daughter's voice, Fantaso opened his eyes on the bed with an angry gaze fixed on Zheng Yichen, who felt quite innocent.
