The curtain was lifted up, bringing wind along with snow into the room. It made the dim bonfire flicker suddenly and almost die out, and the temperature inside decreased sharply. It was so cold that the breath of the Desolate mother and her son, who were sleeping under the quilt, turned into mist. However, despite the cold, they did not wake up.
The three deacons of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall were dressed in black. They were staring at the mother and her son and listening to their long and peaceful breathing. The three deacons paced toward the sleeping people, while reaching their hands out from inside their sleeves.
Suddenly, the Desolate woman lifted the quilt with her hand. She had a small crossbow in the other hand and aimed it in the direction of the deacon in front. Actually, she had woken up a while ago but, looking for an opportunity to attack them unexpectedly, she pretended that she was still fast asleep.
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