Aurelia holds her communicator. Forget about the police station down the road, she had a better idea.

"George? Yeah, lovely to hear your voice, hey, listen, I have rounded up a sleazy looking demon here, all unconscious and everything, and I was wondering if you could teleport him back to the castle and put him in whatever holding facilities the castle has. You could? Great. No, The Spanish Inquisition don't wanna teleport back just yet, we are celebrating our victory here together with a poor old lady and hazelnut cake. Yeah, long story."

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After finishing the final slice of hazelnut cake, and a final goodbye to the poor old lady, The Spanish Inquisition gets their collective behinds back on Maurice Francois's tandem bike, to continue their path through this strange world. Their next destination, New Melded's most read newspaper!