Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Monroe once again returned to the human world, back to his hometown, the Oytin Empire.

When he first came to the lower realm, he had imagined that they would be transferred back to the human realm. He even imagined that they would return to their hometown, be praised by the bishop, and even glorify their ancestors. But the irony is that he is now being recalled by the bishop, but with a purpose completely different from imagination.

He thought he would be recalled to the holy city for trial, but he didn't expect that the prison car stopped in the small town next to the holy city, and he actually accepted the trial in the small church in that town.

This is not in line with the process, he thought in his heart.

But no one cares about this right now.

The shackles he wears have the function of forbidding demons. The shackles are specially designed for priests, and the food he has eaten during this period of time has been mixed with poisons, which can make him weak, and Some other sequelae. At least it can be seen that the people who are arresting him also value him to some extent.

He was kept in the dark and damp basement for three days, and finally the day of judgment came after three days. He was escorted to the square in front of the church—according to church habits, trials similar to this kind of collusion with the devil were conducted in public. At this time, the small square was already full of people. They stared at him with curious eyes, and made some curses from time to time:

"Fallen Paladin!"

"Damn it!"

"Your mother will regret giving birth to you!"

"Go to hell!"

Monroe was empty thinking, those words could no longer enter his brain.

The person in charge of the trial was a bishop, who seemed to have arrived from the holy city of the Oitin Empire. This made Monroe's heart a little settled. If the priest of the small church in the town really tried to judge him, the paladin, it would be too funny.

Today is a very good weather. The summer sun hangs high in the sky and releases a warm light, but these cannot dispel the curious crowd. In the middle of the square is a pre-arranged torture rack. In front of it is Monroe who is bound by a chain. A tent is facing the torture rack. Under the tent is a long table decorated with lilies and an oak chair. Sit on it. Next to it is a small table, which is the position of the recorder.

When the bishop came, the people in the town had never seen such a pomp. They looked at the bishop’s noble appearance and gorgeous clothes, and felt that the gods in the sky were nothing more than this, so they looked at the bishop. His eyes are full of reverence. In comparison, the paladin who was ordered to kneel there looked sluggish due to the abuse these days, and his body was dirty. At a glance, justice and evil are clear at a glance.

The bishop began to state Monroe’s guilt. He used a lot of words that seemed particularly bluffing, such as "great sin", "devil's temptation", "palladin shame". In fact, if there is a smart person standing here, he can listen. Understand all the vocabulary and sum it up in one sentence, Monroe participated in the movie of the Netherworld. But it’s a pity that there isn’t that kind of smart enough person here, so everyone showed shocked expressions, sucked in air, and put on an incurable expression of the "heavenly sin" committed by Monroe—they just did so and made it lifelike. The posture of justice bystanders came.

"Do you have anything else to say?" the bishop asked.

Monroe raised his head and looked into the eyes of the bishop. Monroe's eyes are lighter than ordinary sea blue. Most Birds have this pupil color, but the bishop doesn't know why he has a slight sense of fear.

Then Monroe said, "Yes."

The onlookers gasped again.

The bishop was inexplicably panicked by him: "Say!"

"Ten years ago, the northwest desert calmed down. Lord Oskay was injured. I temporarily assumed the leadership position and successfully suppressed the rebels. I was awarded the Silver Medal and was promoted to deputy captain. Eight years ago, the army marched to the east and the team led by me. As a forward, two-thirds of the casualties after breaking through three cities, I was awarded the Gold Medal, and the position remained unchanged. Seven years ago, my team was transferred to the front line bordering the Mülheim Empire, in extremely cold temperatures. I stayed under the guard for a whole year before returning to the holy city. Five years ago, my team was ordered to go to the decaying forest to find a kind of herb. Later, after casualties, I decided to exit the forest first, and then I was punished by the above. It was only three months later. Knowing that they got the information wrong, the herbal medicine was not in the rotten forest, but in the foggy forest, so I decided to make me guilty. Five paladins and I went deep into the foggy forest. We stayed there for about fifty days and found the herbal medicine. Later, Bishop Okawi left it aside at will, saying that it is no longer needed."

Monroe slowly told these things in a calm, unwavering voice.

"Thunder Peak... Shadow Scar... Eagle Nest Valley... Continent... Island..."

He explained his achievements and the unfair treatment one by one, and finally:

"I was ordered to guard the lower bound for a long time."

After he finished speaking, there was no sound around him.

The villagers in the town are of course ignorant compared to Monroe and Bishop. They don’t know what the things Monroe said mean, but they can vaguely hear that the criminal seems to have done a lot of good things. .

The atmosphere seemed tense.

The recorder's hand trembles a little, and he can't write the pen after a long time.

The bishop's face also changed, and then he suddenly smiled. The recorder looked at the bishop in surprise. Monroe also frowned slightly.

Then he heard the bishop say: "You are really good at sophistry, Monroe." Then he continued without waiting for Monroe to speak, "Ten years ago, the Northwest desert was calm. You acted as a temporary commander. But the real commander was Lord Oskat’s son. He was too young to be worried that people would not accept him, so he entrusted you to take command. Eight years ago, your team was just one of the forwards. Under the crown of Dam...He doesn't want to care about you because of his distinguished status. I didn't expect you to take credit for it..."

Then the bishop recounted all the merits that Monroe had just said, and divided his merits among others... and the most was Needham Joyce, the bishop of the Holy City.

Monroe heard more and more clearly, and his heart became colder and colder.

I see. No wonder I have to die, it turns out that those people still take a fancy to their own merits.

"It looks like you are not only bewitched by the devil, but your brain is not good enough," the bishop said.

The surrounding townspeople understood this, and boos suddenly broke out around the square, as well as wild laughter and cheers.

Monroe suddenly remembered the words he said to the demon king when he left the lower realm:

"I want to believe in humanity for the last time, humanity."

Monroe lowered his head and said nothing.

He didn't understand why he had to die.

But what he understands is that the person who wants to die is ready for everything.

He was dragged onto the torture frame, and the crowd began to applaud and cheered, and began to encourage the executioner to hurry up and start the fire.

Of course, the executioner did quickly light the firewood at Monroe's feet. Because of the fuel poured in beforehand, the flames burst into flames.

Of course it was painful when the flame burned on the body, but Monroe was extremely calm at the moment. The forbidden equipment is installed on his legs. If his legs are gone, he will recover some of his previous strength, so he must calm down and wait for the flames to burn his legs first, and then he can use the holy The light spell escaped from the torture frame. As for the bishop and the people next to him... he thought about it calmly. He knew that his chances of surviving were not great, but he always had to try it.

Just like back then, he knew that the chances of being accepted by the bishop were very small, but he always tried again and again.

Hill had seen Monroe's firmness towards the church and his strength, so he couldn't help but want Monroe to come to the lower realm. If that firmness was aimed at the lower realm, it would be wonderful. Hill thought so at the time.

This kind of torture is always associated with the elimination of heresy and evil, but in fact, the real heresy is not afraid of fire... It is recorded in the book that this method is said to be "extremely ornamental."

Less than ten seconds after the flame rose up, an abnormal change suddenly occurred.

The demon king in the blood-red cloak descended from the sky.

Monroe's eyes widened in an instant.

Then he realized that the flame on his body had gone down at all. He immediately understood that Irvine was also coming.

"You..." Monroe was in confusion at this moment.

If it is other people or other situations, the first reaction is probably to be moved.

But what Monroe blurted out was: "It hasn't been a year since the two parties signed the treaty. Do you want to restart the war like this!"

The demon king with his back to him turned around, and then he raised his lips and said, "What is better to say at this time? Is it to say to the bishop,'Are you playing with fire'? Or to you... "Hill still had some lazy and careless smiles on his face, and then said a movie line: "For you, I am willing to be the enemy of the whole world."

Hill's red eyes with a chuckle are reflected in Luo's eyes.

Coquettish as blood.

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