Xiuxian became the king of witches

"you!"

Gritting her teeth, Janna managed to maintain her final calmness. When she heard the other party's words mocking Higrit, she felt an uncontrollable anger surge in her heart instantly.

What exactly do you think of Miss Higrit?

For several consecutive nights, while lying on the bed admiring the unfathomably beautiful sleeping face beside her, Jana kept thinking about this hesitant and sweet question.

She is a teacher of wisdom and faith, as well as a brave and resolute warrior.She has the delicate and considerate tenderness of a mother, and she can tease and laugh casually like a friend.

There is also the dream that is deeper, she dare not touch, dare not disturb, and even need to be careful when examining it.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, it will suddenly disappear in my life.

"I cannot comply with these demands."

Thinking of that peerless figure, she gradually regained her strength in her heart, Janna looked up at the teasing eyes of the Duke of Multburg and replied calmly.

"If you want war, give you war in return."

In a trance, Janna seemed to see a smile on the heavy mouth of her father beside her, and just when the Duke of Multburg was about to respond again, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Your Majesty, someone trespassed on the palace just now and was arrested by me on the spot when he intended to commit a murder. You see how to deal with it."

Seeing the heavily bound body in Alger's hands, the Duke of Muttburg suddenly changed his face, because this person was the chief secretary of the imperial mission, and his important confidant, Baron Rupert.

"you……"

Just as the Duke of Multburg was about to ask questions, General Alger suddenly pulled out the cloth strip that was stuck in the prisoner's mouth, and the sound of crying spread throughout the hall in an instant.

"Master George! They are framing me! They deliberately stunned me!"

"it's him!"

However, before the nobles in the hall could react to the situation in front of them, the following sharp voice broke into their chaotic minds again.

"I'll never forget that voice!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the side door of the hall one after another. The bursting flames jumping under the wide wizard's hat instantly frightened every pair of pupils, and the witch walking beside her sealed their scalded eyes with a bone-piercing beauty.

But even with such an eye-catching presence in front of them, everyone still noticed the wheelchair pushed by Higrit and the poor girl sitting on it with her half body bandaged.

"He was the one who set fire to the church!"

In an instant, a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Chapter 52 The Tears of Vengeance

The Duke of Multburg stared at the gauze-wrapped face with cold eyes, and tried hard to suppress the restless beating in his chest while holding his breath.The deep voice conveyed a ruthless murderous intent, concentrating all the power of the whole body on the girl.

"Little girl, you can't talk nonsense like this, otherwise you will be sent to the gallows."

Higrit took half a step forward to protect the girl from the coercive attack, and responded to those stern eyes with a flat smile.

"Horta is not yet your turn to judge, Monsieur George."

Without turning his head, Duke Muttburg stabbed his gaze at the witch next to him.He didn't need any additional introductions, he could determine the identity of the person in front of him just by his otherworldly beauty.

That stunning witch, the eldest lady of the Herman family who stirred up the situation in Orta.

"It's a felony to slander the imperial envoy openly, don't you guys still want to cover her up!"

Although the Duke of Mutterburg couldn't recognize the identity of the wheelchair girl, the faintly exposed burn marks under the bandage made him intuitively realize that this might be a negligent part of his plan.

"Cherie, don't be afraid, just tell what you saw that day."

The girl in the wheelchair was the lovely novice nun in the Bittle Lane Church, but her originally pure and flawless eyes were now stained with heavy sadness and hatred.

"That night I was watering the flower beds in the yard, when I heard a strange movement from outside the yard. I looked out through the gap in the fence, and there was a group of weird men in black robes pouring some pungent liquid..."

Recalling the nightmarish experience in her mind, Cherry's tone became more and more excited.Crystal tears glistened in her big eyes, and while sobbing, she raised her finger to Rupert who fell on the ground.

"I accidentally knocked over the bucket in fear, and then he found me, jumped into the backyard and stabbed me multiple times with a dagger! Although he was masked, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I heard it. His voice! I will never forget his words in my life!"

Rupert stared blankly at Cherie who was crying, his eyes full of fear.He never imagined that the girl who was stabbed seven or eight times by him that day and was finally thrown into the sea of ​​fire could miraculously survive.

"Nonsense! How could you, a child, survive the fire with such serious injuries! Also, according to the official document of the city hall, everyone in that church is definitely dead!"

Sensing the panicked movement on Rupert's face, the Duke of Multburg hurriedly reprimanded Cherry's narrative, pointing at the weak body and questioning him sternly.

"That's because of the protection from the world, Cherie is a kind child."

The witch looked at the Duke of Multburg indifferently, and the restlessness concealed by the other party's furious reaction was clearly seen by the wise star eyes.The blue leaf in his hand was raised high, and Rupert's guilt was instantly pronounced.

The great nobles present all naturally recognized the leaves of the Tree of Gifts, and the magic runes flowing on them clearly marked an extraordinary nature.

Its name is the endless sun chrysanthemum.

"This is the nature of Cherie who suddenly awakened before she died, the gift the world gave her."

Seeing the orange light emitted by the leaves when Cherry touched them, the whole hall was suddenly in an uproar, with voices of discussion one after another.

"Not only can she awaken herself, but she also has a special nature with prefixes!"

"It's amazing! It's amazing! This kid is really a genius!"

The power of nature can not only be stimulated through gift ceremony in adulthood, when the gifted people face the critical moment of life and death, they can often use their extreme emotions to spontaneously awaken their nature.

Natural natures are generally different, even with the same natural name, the performance of power is not exactly the same.Those instincts passed down through family blood often have their own special classification and rating methods.

The nature with prefixes in the name is the most special existence, and under normal circumstances, it has the highest level of power among similar natures, just like Cherie's endless life.

"Cherie relied on this special natural strength to support me until I broke into the flames to rescue her, and left you with the illusion of death by the way. At that time, the fire had almost destroyed Bittle Lane, but the people from the fire station did not know what to do. Just arrived."

Higrit took out another paper roll from the space device and unfolded it directly in front of the eyes of the nobles.

"According to the confession of the water magician who was on duty at the outer city fire department that night, he was invited by the city hall to drink alcohol on purpose, which delayed the fire fighting work, and then he encountered an accident and was almost killed directly. People protected him."

Sigrit looked around at the stunned faces of the surrounding nobles. Apparently, most of them did not expect that the fire would be the result of the self-directed and staged performance of both the Imperial Mission and the Ota Town Hall. What a shocking scandal this is!

"You are spitting blood! Don't even think about pouring this pot of dirty water on the head of our city hall. You are the biggest suspect in this fire, but you dare to reveal the truth without shame!"

The Duke of Mutterburg hadn't responded yet, but Nelson on the other side couldn't sit still first. He slapped the table angrily and got up suddenly, yelling at the witch:

"Are you trying to use this child's inexplicable fantasy story, or that magician's negligent confession, to forcibly prove your shady goals!"

Nelson's nearly out-of-control magical power stimulated the eardrums of everyone present at the top of his lungs. The witch's indifferent expression did not respond to the hysteria at all, but smiled lightly in her heart, after all, the other party was still too young.

However, Andre's astonishment tinged with grief on the side made the witch somewhat confused whether the other party knew about this sinful plan.

"I know that the evidence is not enough to prove your crimes, so isn't this the biggest evidence to the scene?"

The audience's eyes instantly focused on Rupert who was on the ground. His pale and haggard face was covered with sweat, and his trembling body showed that he was extremely nervous.

"He is an envoy of our empire, and you have no right to interrogate him without solid evidence."

After all, the Duke of Mutterburg is a veteran ambassador who has experienced storms, and he has calmed down at this moment, and there is no sign of waves on his face.

He slowly walked to Rupert's side, responded to all questioning gazes with his sharp eyes, and responded in a deep voice:

"So I must take him back, Miss Hermann."

Watching the Duke of Multburg's final struggle indifferently, Higrit responded with the most contemptuous response with a chuckle in his eyes.

"I can't prove that he participated in the arson case in Buttle Lane, but I have conclusive evidence that he broke into the palace with evil intentions. Isn't that right, General Alger?"

The rugged Argel smiled appreciatively at the Witch. Originally, the Sun Knights had a hesitant attitude towards this overly beautiful future queen, but only in today's incident did they truly appreciate the other party's extraordinary wisdom.

In the future, she must be a worthy empress who can be recorded in the annals of history.

"The entire team of guards outside can testify, and we even recorded what this gangster did with the magic crystal of the picture!"

Seeing that the Duke of Multburg could no longer restrain the trembling muscles on his face, Alger showed an unspeakably happy smile. This bastard has finally received the justice he deserved for committing such a crime.

"So, can we keep him now, Mr. George?"

"you!"

Hearing the witch's verdict on his fate, Rupert crazily arched his bound body in tears, and cried loudly as he rubbed the shiny new leather shoes of the Duke of Mutterburg:

"They gave me the psychedelic potion! They're framing me! Lord George, you can't hand me over to—"

boom--

With the sound of the explosion, the decisive move of the Duke of Multburg filled the already dumbfounded nobles with even more frightened expressions.

It's just that no one can know whether those exaggerated expressions are fear, ridicule, sadness, or even laughter.

But what is certain is that the blood and brains splattered from Rupert's head instantly stained the woolen carpet in the hall, as well as Mr. Duke's pair of clean leather shoes.

"I'm sorry everyone, since his crime has been proven, it's better for us to deal with it ourselves... As for the stained carpet, I will send someone to pay for it later."

The blood continued to spurt violently, and he no longer hesitated to be cowed by other people's words and sights. In the atmosphere of complete silence, Castine finally opened his eyes like a waking lion.

"Oh, what a misfortune, my dear ambassador. He deserved to die. It was such an impulsive move."

And Higrit subconsciously reached out her hand to cover Cherie's eyes beside her, but the girl's trembling but firm whispers came from her ear.

"It's okay, Sister Higrit."

The girl's voice paused for a moment, as if she forcibly swallowed all the urges to sob in her throat, nose, eyes, and heart.

"I... want to take a look."

The frank and strong tone seems to be trying to show the joy of revenge.But Higrit finally felt the girl's teardrops fall again through her fingers.

Warm and cold.

Chapter 53

Light footsteps slowly stepped across the quiet Whitehall Square. The white robes that were scattered all over the place were nowhere to be seen at this time. The loose isolation net stopped the mess that was unbearable to look back on, but it couldn't stop the girl's melancholy from afar.

"Sister Higrit, do you think those bad guys will really be punished?"

Cherie, who was sitting in a wheelchair, still asked about the fate of those arsonists from time to time, but besides Rupert who had died tragically, she couldn't see any other nobles involved.

"Of course, it will."

The witch's short answer was not so much a statement of facts, but more like a promise to Cherie. The fairy's oath is the mirror in Dao's heart.

Janna, who was walking beside her, naturally knew the fate of those culprits, she just glanced at Cherie's haggard face wrapped in gauze, and the words consciously stayed in her heart.

The Duke of Multburg gave up all negotiating requirements on the spot, and was going to write to the Holy Empire to clarify that the fire was just an ordinary accident. After that, he would leave Ota for the neighboring country Kamaya.

The Shuguang City Hall has undergone a major change. Nelson, who was the chief of affairs, was dismissed, and the heads of important departments were also purged and replaced with members of the royal family.

The believers who participated in the demonstrations in the city were all dismissed, and the nobles mixed in were forced to sign a guarantee agreement, and they will fully accelerate the implementation of the New Deal in their respective territories.

Overall, the event was a major victory for the Royal faction.

But a triumphant smile did not appear at the corner of Janna's mouth.

Justice has not been wronged, and the truth of history has been sealed in the memory after all. I don't know when it will be spread out from the mouth of some drunk, and it will become a gossip of unofficial controversy for future generations.

However, the benefits obtained in the game are the real key, which is also an inevitable choice for the destiny of the country.It's just that "sacrifice" still seems to be just a cold bargaining chip.

It is even said that this fire could have been a highlight in the history of the continent. As a landmark event of the Holy Empire annexing the entire Northwest Nutland Continent, it became an important foundation for the revival of the Church of Truth.

But up to now, only light records can be left in Ota's library.

On March 120th, [-], in the Continental Calendar of Westside, there was a fire at Beetle Lane in Dawn City, killing [-] and six people.

"But it will be in your heart forever, won't it?"

The well-timed touch seemed to see through the princess's loneliness. Facing the witch's starry eyes, Janna instantly felt a lot more comfortable in Wohuo's heart.

"When you become the most powerful overlord in the entire continent, you can disclose these grievances buried in history."

It's just that these comforting words made Janna smile helplessly. She is not yet qualified as the crown prince of a small country, so she has no ambition to pursue such an unrealistic fantasy.

"Though by then, you may have to bury more stuff."

Without understanding the deep meaning in the words, Janna was already indulging in the pleasure brought by Higrit's head touching.There was also a little shyness floating on his face, after all, there were two big eyes watching the interaction between the two intently.

"The relationship between the two of you is really good. Will you get married in the future? I really want to see Sister Higrit in her wedding dress. She must be the most beautiful bride in the world!"

The innocent words made Janna feel even more ashamed. Just as the image of Higrit wearing a wedding dress appeared in her mind, the heat on her head immediately followed.

"But...maybe..."

In embarrassment, Janna subconsciously touched Cherry's head, and when she noticed the girl's slightly stiff expression, Janna realized that she was still a boy in the other party's eyes.

Recently, because she often gets along with Higrit in a female posture, Her Royal Highness has subconsciously regained many of the old girl's habits, and it is inevitable that she will be negligent when disguising.

"That should be a long time later, so did Cherry really decide to leave Ota? Then you won't be able to see it."