Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 550 Justice of the "Man in the Painting"

A group of people came forward and tried to capture Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi surprisingly did not resist.

He came here at this moment just to experience what the witch had experienced, to see with his own eyes what the witch had suffered.

The rope tied Zhao Yi tightly, and both of them were taken to the square and nailed to the cross.

There was a pile of dry firewood under the cross.

The square was divided into two groups of people.

One group was spontaneously organized by the nearby militia. They had no combat power themselves. They mainly wanted to follow the witch's popularity and exist. If they could get a taste of soup, it would be the best.

The other group was an organized and disciplined group of silver knights from the church, about a hundred people.

These people escorted a man dressed very stylishly.

He was not ugly, and could even be said to be handsome.

At this moment, he sat in the judge's seat, looking a little restless.

What surprised Zhao Yi was that the witch who had been mumbling to him in the cellar, saying that her husband would help her redress her name, seemed unusually calm at this moment when she was tied to the rack.

The witch looked at the man sitting on the bench quietly without saying a word.

Her eyes were no longer as cloudy as they were in the cellar.

Seeing this detail, Zhao Yi immediately knew that the man on the bench was the witch's husband.

"Khaqi, who is this man?"

His eyes turned to Zhao Yi and Klaibin asked.

The militia leader who captured Zhao Yi hurried forward and said with a smile on his face:

"He is the witch's accomplice!"

"Several of our brothers guarding the cellar were killed by this man, and he wanted to rescue the witch!"

"Fortunately, I found him quickly and caught him in time!"

Klaibin frowned, staring at Zhao Yi and asked:

"Are you the witch's accomplice?"

At this time, the witch tied to the stake spoke:

"He is not a bad person, and I don't know him."

Zhao Yi looked at the witch with some surprise.

The woman could no longer hear.

But she could still roughly guess what the people outside were saying.

The witch obviously knew these people very well.

So she probably knew that the person who betrayed her was actually her husband.

She didn't want to beg in front of Klaibin because she wanted to keep the last bit of dignity for herself.

Just like when she was in love, she put aside her unparalleled pride and said to her husband in a state of confusion:

"If Mesa is unwilling to surrender... then let her perish."

She desecrated her dignity and gave everything to this man.

If she regretted it now, the witch herself would look down on herself.

So she neither cursed nor begged for her husband's betrayal, but chose to remain silent.

Watching Mesa speak for Zhao Yi, Klaibin, who was still a little uneasy, was completely filled with jealousy in his heart.

This damn bitch actually spoke for other men?

"Dare to risk your life to come and save you, this man is your lover, right?"

"The blood of the witch is really dirty, and every pore from head to toe exudes a stench!"

Klaibin said coldly to Mesa.

Even if Mesa couldn't hear it at all.

Because she couldn't hear it, she didn't answer, let alone defend herself.

But Zhao Yi spoke.

He was nailed through the chest, but there was no pain on his face. He just smiled at Claybin and said:

"You are Lord Claybin, right?"

"Before I burn to death, I have a few questions for you."

"I hope you can answer them."

Claybin's eyes flickered. Although he was extremely unhappy, he still agreed.

He told himself that he was no longer the farmer he used to be. Now he was a high marquis. He must be graceful and magnanimous.

Clebbin gathered his clothes with a rather deliberate movement and said calmly:

"Ask."

"Although you are a witch's accomplice, seeing that you are about to be burned to death, this marquis will mercifully answer your question."

Zhao Yi said:

"Has Mesa ever used witchcraft to harm anyone?"

Clebbin's eyes dodged:

"She has the blood of the witch king flowing in her body, so she is naturally a bad person."

Zhao Yi asked again:

"Has Mesa ever used witchcraft to save anyone?"

Clebbin frowned, his tone a little stiff:

"Witches can only harm people, how can they save people?"

Zhao Yi laughed.

In Clebbin's eyes, Zhao Yi's smile was even more dazzling than the torch beside him.

"One last question, Lord Klaibin... have you ever loved Mesa?"

This time, Klaibin answered decisively and resolutely:

"No!"

"No normal person would love a dirty and evil witch."

"Not to mention me?"

Zhao Yida:

"I thought you decided to abandon your wife for the manor and the title..."

Hearing this, Klaibin suddenly glanced at the white knights beside him in a panic, and said coldly in anger:

"For the manor and the title?"

"How ridiculous!"

"Sure enough, those who are close to witches are all a group of guys whose eyes are corrupted by fame and fortune!"

"Indeed, people like you may only see the manor and the title!"

"But what I see... is holy light and justice!"

Zhao Yi stared at Klaibin and said:

"You know she is a good person."

After a pause, he glanced at the militiamen again:

"You know that too."

Among the militiamen who spontaneously formed nearby, many of them lowered their heads or looked away.

In fact, many of them have received the favor of Mesa.

Because the local area is poor, they have no money to see the doctor sent to the town by the church when they are sick, so they basically go to Mesa for treatment.

Although Mesa can use some strange medicines and spells, she finally cured their illnesses, so none of these people reported Mesa to the office set up by the church.

Of course, it is not because they are grateful.

But because they really have no money to see a doctor.

Now that the fact that Mesa is a witch has been exposed, they no longer think of Mesa's goodness, and now they only want to get a share of her.

If they are active and can work in Lord Klaibin's manor, will they still worry about not having money to see a doctor in the future?

"You are really sick for mistaking a witch for a good person."

At this time, the leader of the Silver Knights spoke.

He was wrapped in silver armor, and exuded a sense of justice.

"A fallen person like you can only be redeemed by fire."

Zhao Yixiao said:

"Then what are you waiting for?"

The smile on his face and his frivolous tone were like a sharp knife, piercing through the heavy silver armor and piercing the heart of the leader of the Silver Knights!

The latter was angry.

He turned his head and stared at Klaibin and said in a deep voice:

"Marquis, let's start!"

Klaibin's forehead was covered with sweat, and he hurriedly said:

"Okay!"

He stood up and read aloud:

"I, Marquis Klaibin of the Ronal Empire, declare with the justice and fairness of the church that the evil purification ceremony... will begin now!"

"Long live the church! Long live the empire! Long live justice!"

The slight shame on the faces of the militiamen turned into fanaticism in waves of cheering:

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

ps: The third update.

Well, there was an accident again today, and I didn't finish this copy.

I spent some time to make the core of this copy before, and I didn't want to end it immediately.

It's not like Twilight Manor, a copy purely for reversal and excitement. Even if the ending is faster, it doesn't affect the whole story.

But once the story with the core ends too hastily, it will greatly affect the viewing experience.

Okay, no more nonsense, live broadcast the game.

See you in the comment area.

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