If that were true, Yarl would have committed a major crime.

Killing the head of his clan or attempting to seize a fiend soul would have resulted in a hundred deaths.

Crap!

Yarl's face paled as he panicked as he realized he had been exposed.

Jarian was trembling and struggling to stay upright.

Nonetheless, Yarl instantly calmed and pointed at Morticia, shouting, "Everyone, don't trust her! She has been severely poisoned, and it's affected her mind as well. It's all nonsense."

Yarl's face was desperate and sincere as he said that.

Whew!

The crowd grew hesitant. Yarl seemed to be making sense. After all, the poison in Morticia could disrupt her mind.

Morticia scoffed coldly at the circumstance. "Cut the nonsense, Yarl. You know what you did."

Morticia cast a glance around her. "Do I look like I've gone mad to you?"

Well…

Francis and the other elders did not say a word. They frowned, deep in thought.

A few seconds later, Francis took a deep breath. It seemed as if he had made