I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 92 The Son of Strange Sickness and the Queen Who Circumvented Canon Law

Gasrot also noticed the ring on Iveta's left hand. He nodded to Iveta, then left the street shop in front of everyone, and came to his carriage.

Out of curiosity, Ivita also followed.

He wanted to know, who was the terminally ill person in the carriage?
Why did the conference ring also appear in Gasloot's hand.

Mrs. Alice looked at Ivita and Gaslot, a little worried that the two important witnesses would leave.

But she had no reason to prevent the two from leaving, so she was very worried, but she could only continue to interrogate the two assassins in the shop.

If she doesn't seize this opportunity, the two assassins will be taken away by the city patrol. At that time, if she wants to get first-hand information, she will have to pay at least hundreds of gold pounds, and it may not even be guaranteed that the news is true. Fake.

This is probably what the so-called opportunity is not to be missed.

Gasloot walked to the carriage and lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a fresh fragrance wafted out of it.

Evita felt that this aroma was very similar to the sandalwood in Buddhist temples on Earth, and both seemed to have a soothing effect.

Almost every corner inside the carriage was covered with a clean white cloth, as if to prevent the people inside from getting hurt.

There are also simple beds, tables and other items in the carriage. The person in the middle of the carriage is a little boy wearing white cloth clothes and black cloth gloves.

This child was born very cute, and his body was clean. It made people like it when he looked at it. He timidly looked up at the stranger Ivita.

Gasloot smiled and said to him: "Pamir, don't be afraid, this little gentleman is a very good person, he even saved a lady just now."

Ivita looked up at Gaslot.

Probably only a straight male cancer like Gasloot would stubbornly add a small letter in front of Mr.

He looked at the child and found that he was very healthy, at least his lips were red and his teeth were white. From the surface, it could not be seen that he had any terminal illness that could not be cured.

He asked suspiciously: "Your Excellency Gaslot, your child is very cute."

This word is a temptation.

Because people have the habit of taking the initiative to correct mistakes.

Sure enough, Gaslot explained to Ivita subconsciously: "He is not my child, but the son of a friend entrusted to me by one of my comrades in the Crusaders."

"I promise my old friend."

"If he doesn't come back from the No.12 holy war, I will adopt his child as agreed, and take care of him until he becomes an adult."

"It's just that I didn't expect Pamir to have..."

"In short, we traveled all the way south from the [North Sea Kingdom] in the north, and crossed an unknown number of countries, just to find a way to treat him. I heard that there is a third-level [Hunter Master] in Parvega, Mastered the technology that allows a soldier to continue fighting for a period of time after being seriously injured in the battlefield, and not only does not lose to ordinary people, but becomes even stronger."

"So I stayed here for a long time, thinking that this technique could treat Pamir, but the result..."

Evita frowned. "How is the result?"

Gasrot shook his head. "It's just a technique that temporarily stimulates the human body and makes people actively ignore the pain."

"I'm so disappointed."

Evita nodded.

For a vow he made to a dead old comrade, Gasrot adopted a terminally ill boy and traveled thousands of miles just for a promise.

This person's character really...doesn't need to be doubted.

And it's so noble that even I admire it.

It's just that I don't do similar behavior at all.

Gaslot said: "I have to leave here. I want to go to Ambrose to try my luck again. If not, I plan to go to various southern republics to find a cure for Pamir."

"Frocana Republic, Noble Commercial Republic, Belisarius Commercial Republic..."

"The law of the good king, the law of the evil king, the law of the green party, the law of the black party, the law of the arena..."

"I believe that there will always be a place in this world, a law, that can help Pamir."

Evita was a little puzzled. "Gaselot, what you have done already belongs to what even a father might not do to his son."

Gasloot stroked the hair of the little boy in the carriage and smiled. "Actually, it's not just for an oath."

"I'm used to this kind of life."

"Pamir is used to it too."

"Even if it is really like what the druid said before, no one in this world can solve Pamir's problem, and only the gods can heal it, then I will take Pamir to travel all over the world, and my life is worthwhile."

Ivita asked suddenly: "I heard that there is a monster in the magic black forest called contract monster."

"That contract monster can't restrain his instinct to trade with others, why don't you make a deal with the contract monster?"

"Maybe he can cure Pamir's disease."

Gasloot was startled, then smiled wryly, showing a helpless expression. "It is true that the contract monster cannot suppress the instinct to make deals with people, but the contract monster only appears in front of people he is interested in. I have traveled to various countries in the magical black forest, but I have never seen a contract monster."

"Instead, I met the Black Rose Fairy. The legendary black magic master Black Fairy appeared in a rose by the lake, but she told me that she couldn't heal Pamir either."

"But she can transfer what is in Pamir to a girl who was born in the same year and month as Pamir, but of a different gender. Of course I cannot accept this kind of thing."

Gaslot smiled bitterly and said: "Because of this incident, we angered Fairy Black Rose, who thought we were making fun of her. She arrested us all and asked me to do three things for her, so Only then can I forgive my rudeness."

"As a result, every time I do something, I will offend someone."

"In the end, I actually offended the [Witch Queen] in the Black Magic Forest."

"Therefore, I can only take Pamir to the Ambrose Plain where the Queen of Witches will never set foot."

The Hearthstone Witch, who had been eavesdropping with her ears pricked up, almost choked to death upon hearing this name.

She widened her eyes and looked at 【Gathrod】 in disbelief. "It's incredible."

"You offended her, and you managed to escape alive!"

Facing the puzzled look from Ivita, the old witch explained cautiously: "Your Majesty, that is a very scary witch, rich and famous, but everyone who saw her died."

"Except her servant."

"She married a king, and when the king died, she became regent."

"Because there is no problem in the name, the church can't fault her, and she must recognize her inheritance. Although the church can deprive her of her inheritance because she is a witch, this is impossible. Because the witch queen has never denied I am a witch...Even if I have used magic in front of everyone, the church has a unique law to judge whether a person is a witch or not—【Seven tests】."

"Only by passing this test can she be defined as a witch at the level of canon law."

"Otherwise, even if she uses magic in public, she cannot be considered a witch."

"The witch queen is the regent, she can refuse to participate in the seven tests of the church, so the church can only regard her as the legal ruler."

Ivita was speechless, did the witch queen really not give the church money? !
This church can't even get around the laws it made itself.

Gasloot was amazed at how knowledgeable the old witch was, but he didn't want to stay here any longer. "Your Excellency Ivita, I am very glad to meet you."

"As the owners of the conference ring, we may meet again in the future."

"But I can't stay in this city anymore, because every minute Pamir stays here is a minute of great irresponsibility for the lives of the residents in this city. At the city hall, I can only ask you Go to be a witness, and may the God of all things bless you."

Gasloot seemed to no longer want to be a witch queen, and the topic continued.

He drove the carriage and disappeared into the street.

Ivita thought as she walked back. "The little boy Pamir with him seems to have something on him, but I don't know why, even if he stays in this city, he will pose a potential danger to the entire city."

"plague?"

"But if this is the case, Gaslot is the most vulnerable person to be infected. If he is not infected, it means that the contagion of this plague is very low and there is no threat to the city."

"It can't be the plague."

Evita muttered to herself. "They headed towards the city of Ambrose. Ambrose is the core area of ​​the powder keg, and it will be blown up at one point. Why does it make me feel something is wrong to go to the city of Ambrose at this time."

The intuition of a wizard is not that of a mortal.

Iveta always felt that this kind of anxiety might be his own natural magic power, reminding himself.

But he couldn't be sure.

For some reason, Ivita remembered the Grand Duke he met in the Ogre Cave, and the three curses that the Grand Duke had cast on Ambrose before his death.

Ivita said: "There is also a conference ring, what the hell is it!"

"There are still many such things."

I have no choice but to wait for the next meeting.

Ivita felt that the next time he met that noble knight, many mysteries might be solved.

They returned to the shop, and Mrs. Alice breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Iveta go and return.

Mrs. Alice said to Ivita, "Sir, we have basically figured out the murderer behind this incident, and the person who detained your people and supplies is indeed the one who hired an assassin to assassinate me this time."

"Both things were done by the same person."

"Let's go to the city hall and expose his criminal evidence in front of the parliament, so that he will have no face to stay in this city."

"Sir, come with us."

Ivita thought for a moment and raised an eyebrow. "Actually, there is a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"How dare you be sure!"

"If the person behind the scenes could assassinate you on the street today, wouldn't he do it when your city council is in progress?"

The faint smile on Mrs. Alice's face froze.

She quickly broke away from the stupid delusion.

Yes, she wanted to catch the murderer of so many noble ladies so much that she lost her position.

Mrs. Alice said in a low voice: "Ivita... please allow me to use such an intimate name. You are already my most reliable friend. You are right to remind me."

"What I have to do now is actually to call up armed forces, enter the city hall, and defend the parliament."

"Because it's not a murder, it's not a riot, it's a rebellion!"

(End of this chapter)