Old days in the box

Chapter 253 You have the privilege to read for so long? Isn't it possible to have fun at home?

"We had an agreement... Do you want to go back on your word and kill people to silence them?" After seeing Zhou Xiao's eyes, Murata suddenly felt panicked.

"That's not true. I am the most trustworthy person. I will do what I say, don't worry."

Zhou Xiao raised a finger, and a certain barrier covering the captain's cabin suddenly disappeared. The storm splashed in from outside the door, and the water flow formed a tangible entity and tied Murata to a chair.

He turned and walked out of the captain's cabin and back down the corridor to his suite.

After a while, he walked out with his backpack and the separated laptop and mini case, and walked back to the captain's room again. At the same time, he picked up the suit belonging to the bodyguard on the ground and covered Murata's head.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Murata. We are destined to meet again."

Zhou Xiao said the last words to him, and then immediately put the mini case in the hands of the Japanese before he could react.

In an instant, the invisible stream of light spurting out from the chassis spread like a light curtain, expanding past Murata and rushing towards the entire world!

Murata, who touched the chassis at close range, was instantly vaporized as if he were in the detonation center of a nuclear bomb, and completely disappeared into the captain's cabin in the blink of an eye!

A burst of corrections and deletions to the world line also covered the two worlds at the same time. The name Murata has never appeared in the real world since, and the boss of Mitsubishi Modeling has also been changed to another Japanese name.

And among the nine realms, there was a person who lived mediocrely for most of his life. He was randomly born in a corner of the atrium and could no longer remember the fact that he was once an earthling.

"Good luck to you, Mr. Murata."

Zhou Xiao said softly to the empty captain's room.

Borrowing the self-defense mechanism of the chassis, Zhou Xiao banished Murata to the atrium and fulfilled his promise at the same time.

He said that he would take Murata to meet Chika Kamiki, but he did not say that he would meet her from the window.

Now that Murata has been deleted from the real world and reorganized his life in the atrium, whether he can see Shenmu Qianhua again depends on his own destiny.

At the same time, through this method, Zhou Xiao also dealt with the only threat in Mitsubishi's model. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone in one move.

However, after being forced into exile, Murata's memory will be reset and he will become a mortal who has lived in the atrium for most of his life and will no longer remember the past of his previous life.

Will he still remember the goddess he once believed in and pursued?

Zhou Xiao didn't want to think about this kind of thing. In short, even if the current trouble was solved temporarily, he started to pack it up, put the laptop and mini case into his backpack, turned around and walked out of the corridor where the heavy rain poured down.

Although Murata and the "professionals" he brought have been dealt with, Zhou Xiao can no longer stay on this cruise ship with peace of mind.

In order to prevent a similar situation from happening again, he decided to act alone as much as possible in the future.

He looked into the distance from the corridor, and his senses, amplified hundreds of times, suddenly extended along the ocean, seeing the continent thousands of kilometers away, and locked the direction he wanted to go.

Zhou Xiao didn't care about auctions, cruises, or money, but there was only one place he felt it necessary to visit in person.

The place where Chika Kamiki disappeared, Japan.

What will happen to the box holder when he is finally exiled to the Nine Realms? Is there any trace left at the scene?

Zhou Xiao wanted to confirm for himself the place where the sacred tree Qianhua finally disappeared.

A huge extraordinary divinity arose from him, and the divine authority in charge of the ocean commanded the sea water to channel, forming a supporting current below that was ready.

Zhou Xiao carried his backpack, turned over and jumped out of the corridor. He jumped forward on the current and crossed the ocean alone at an astonishing speed, heading towards the Japanese mainland.

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On the other hand, in the atrium world.

Because Zhou Xiao once again cut off the connection to the window, time had already been pushed forward at double speed in the atrium, and it was fast-forwarded for several weeks again.

In the past few weeks, because the great Son of the Old One has left a simple divine guide, all parties have been acting step by step and executing the orders they received.

Taiyin is responsible for going deep into the Byzantine Empire, searching for intelligence with the help of "Mercy", looking for valuable people to turn into former informants, and infiltrating the enemy.

Freya, on the other hand, took Raleye to conduct another investigation along the coast, trying to figure out how many extraordinary combat forces the Thousand Flowers Mother Goddess had, where they were distributed, and what activities they were doing.

Of course, in addition to their two divinely chosen champions, other people not named by Zhou Xiao are also secretly arranging their own plans to try to prevent this solar crisis in their own way.

Among them, the one that needs to be highlighted is naturally MOSS.

Since all the information about the Thousand Flowers Mother Goddess, the Byzantine Empire and the Jade Realm were integrated into the Quantum Magic Network, the digital personalities cut out from within MOSS have already had intense discussions and have begun to take action.

Late at night, Constantinople, the imperial city of the Byzantine Empire.

There was no one on the streets in the middle of the night, except for a arrogant steam carriage coming from the city gate, galloping down the street without any scruples, heading towards the Sanctuary Church at the end of the road.

This carriage is completely black, with a pattern of a mother tree inlaid with intertwined black and gold imprints on the carriage. Two sharp swords are clashing on both sides of the tree, symbolizing the absolute authority of the Mother Goddess.

This is the symbol of the most powerful tribunal within the Mother Goddess Orthodox Church. Their only responsibility in the empire is to sentence criminals and carry out punishments.

Its arrival tonight is precisely to transport a sinner to accept the judgment and punishment of the Tribunal in the Holy Place.

However, the Tribunal's privileged carriage actually chooses to operate in such a late night, and this carriage is obviously supposed to be a prison carriage for transporting prisoners, but it reveals the specifications of aristocrats inside and out. Even the curtains of the carriage are made of expensive velvet. .

All signs indicate that this is an unusual trial.

The carriage drove into the spiked fence of the Sanctuary Church and stopped in front of the gate.

The door of the black and gold compartment opened, and a young man stepped out of the car, followed by an elderly lady, exhaling white breath in the cold outdoor room. On the prison van that transported the criminals in the trial court, not only were there people who had nothing to do with the case, but there was no arrangement for even the most basic personal guards. This alone was enough to show that this criminal had a special status.

There was a slight noise on the driver's seat of the carriage, and the man driving for them also stepped out and lifted the hood on his head. He turned out to be a senior priest of the Inquisition.

It is simply unbelievable that a senior priest of the Inquisition should drive the prisoners in the car.

But no one among them spoke, and as if everything made perfect sense and there was nothing to be surprised about, the prelate led the two of them and began to walk through the door to the church door.

The door of the sanctuary was already guarded by the Tribunal's troops. Dozens of soldiers in dark green military uniforms, equipped with muskets and swords, surrounded the door of the sanctuary. A blast of murderous aura rushed towards them. .

They received an order that there would be a serious sentencing here tonight. As the military of the trial court, they did not need to know the crime and identity of the prisoner. They only had to follow their military orders. If anyone outside of any situation tried to obstruct the sentencing, they would have the right to do so. Quan immediately kills without mercy.

The long swords on their waists were made from dead branches of the Grandma tree. They had the power to regenerate broken swords and cut iron like mud. When combined with guns with increased firepower, they were enough to destroy the church in a short time.

The three people who got off the carriage stopped at the door of the church. The senior priest of the tribunal stepped forward alone and handed over the document of the serious sentence.

"Dossier number?" the captain of the Tribunal asked according to the procedure.

"Zero seven." The priest replied calmly.

"Are they the prisoners sentenced this time?" The captain looked behind him, glanced at the mother and son, and asked in a rare move.

The two men behind the priest were both wearing noble attire, and there were no signs of shackles or torture on their hands. If they weren't standing here, they wouldn't look like felons ready to be sentenced, but rather like nobles who got lost in the winter.

"The cases specially approved by the chief judge are from the Qianhua family." The priest took back his documents from the captain.

There was a momentary pause in the captain's movements, and then he quickly stopped asking and moved out of the way behind him.

The Qianhua family is an ancient family that has lasted for thousands of years in the Byzantine Empire. They are the servants of God.

Even today, they have formed more than a dozen complex branch families and thousands of family members through countless reproduction and differentiation. Those who can be named after the name Qianhua are still the most noble high-ranking officials in the empire. Others, nobles among nobles.

The senior priest nodded slightly behind him, and the man seemed to smile with a smile on his lips. The lady beside him urged him to move forward, and the three of them slowly walked into the sanctuary.

Inside the sanctuary church, bright candles lit up the road in front of them and the end of the church. They walked under the ceiling murals filled with angels and demons, and entered the brightly lit church interior.

A huge mural depicting the Grandmother Tree hangs high in the center of the church. Along this sacred mural, thousands of white candles line up from both sides until they surround the entire hall. In the corners of the hall where candlelight shines, people stand everywhere. The personnel of the tribunal.

They are the executioners of the trial court, responsible for carrying out the punishment of the criminals after the verdict is read out. Unlike the troops guarding the outside, the executioners are usually selected extraordinary people in order to deal with various emergencies that may occur at any time at the sentencing site. situation.

And right below the mural, there is no doubt that the person standing is Father Judge.

The senior priest took the noble mother and son into the hall and led them all the way to the Judge Father.

At this time, they were not the only outsiders in the hall. On the right side of the priest, eight civilians had already arrived and were waiting. They were all sitting on wooden chairs with different expressions.

Among these people were an elderly father, a sobbing daughter, a silent blacksmith, and an angry farmer. They all stared at the mother and son as soon as they came in, and those sitting at the farthest end of the bench even stared at them. Sitting there was a little black-haired beggar who didn't even have shoes.

Among this group of people, he was the only one who did not raise his head to look at the mother and son named Qianhua.

"The criminal has arrived, please take a seat." The judge priest waved his hand to his left. The lady among the mother and son walked over and sat on the left seat belonging to the prisoner's family, far away from the right seat of the victim's family. relatively.

"Everyone has arrived, so the sentencing begins now."

Father Judge nodded slightly, then opened the thick file in his hand and read it to the entire hall.

As he read out, the executioners in the four corners took a step forward, closer to the center of the hall. Now only the young man was left standing in front of the judge and priest, preparing to welcome him as the prisoner who was sentenced this time. punishment.

"Here today, the Tribunal will complete the final pronouncement and execution. What we represent here is the authority of the Orthodox Church of the Mother Goddess, and even more so the authority of justice. The great Forest Goddess, the Goddess of Justice, and the Mother of the Mountains will be our The ultimate witness.”

The priest opened the file in his hand and began to recite its contents.

"Prisoner Tzimisces Qianhua committed the crime of vandalism. On July [-], he destroyed the blacksmith Miranda's shop and set off the stove, killing sixteen people. On July [-], he committed the crime of murder. He drove a modified carriage to damage residences and destroy the streets. , hit and killed a young child, committed rape on August [-], made trouble while drunk, raped a civilian girl..."

Different cases were all faithfully recorded in the files in the hands of the priest, with the trial court's testimonies, oral confessions, and verifications from all parties, and each one of them appeared in the priest's reading.

According to the file, the frivolous man in front of him is simply a demon king, a devil walking in the world. In just a few months, he has committed almost all the major crimes in the court of justice and roamed freely in the civilian areas outside Constantinople. Here, not only did they wantonly destroy and show no law, they even openly raped young girls, causing death.

No matter which country or set of laws they are placed in, such people are human monsters who would not regret dying ten times.

Father Judge took some time to finally finish reading the heavy file in his hand. At this time, the civilians on his right were already silent, and some were even secretly crying. The noble lady on the left looked at her son worriedly. , as if he didn't listen to what the priest said at all.

"To sum up, the prisoner Tzimisis Qianhua has committed a total of twenty-six felonies. All of them have been proven guilty and cannot be overturned and cannot be retried."

The priest sealed the file in his hand and handed it to the senior priest beside him, and made the final conclusion without expression.

But no one at the scene reacted to this. The civilians on the right did not show any expressions of relief, and the lady on the left was not nervous. The sentenced Tzimisces himself looked calm with a smile on his face. It seemed that everyone was waiting for the priest to continue.

"Mother Goddess, will the Qianhua family exercise the privilege of indulgence next?"

The priest paused, and sure enough he continued under the mural.

(End of this chapter)