Father Mavie

Chapter 632 Burning (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
In the early hours of the morning, the skyline turns fish-belly white, and the golden sun blooms like a peacock spreading its tail, illuminating the earth.

The streets are wet, and the residents are cleaning the streets individually. The flood that swept across London has damaged many buildings, and many residents' homes have been flooded. It will take a lot of time to restore the previous state.

St Paul's Cathedral on the north bank of the Thames.

Under the sunlight, a thin layer of water vapor rose from the surface of the corpse of the water beast. Such a huge extraordinary creature is rare, and how to carry it is also a difficult task. After thinking about it, the church finally adopted Mavi's plan, hiring labor, and letting the They took the club of Hercules and joined forces to carry the carcass of the water beast.

Other than that, there is no good way. It is impossible for the church to divide the body of the water beast in front of the public. It would be too bloody and cruel. There is a risk of explosion.

After some discussions, Ubli I decided to transport the body of the water beast along the Thames to the countryside, where it would be divided and useful materials collected.

Ma Wei was the person in charge of this task. Not only did he have to deal with the corpses of water beasts, but he was also responsible for thousands of dead extraordinary creatures. Even if the church gave him help, it still gave him a headache.

After arranging the issue of the corpse of the water beast, King Ubly I and others discussed the matter of rebuilding and destroying the houses. During the battle last night, the houses in the urban area of ​​Westminster were severely damaged. Nearly half of them collapsed, and there were collapses everywhere. Rubble, gravel.

Whether this incident is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, the Pope and others have been unable to give a specific conclusion.

Some thought it was a natural disaster and the church did not need to compensate the residents for the property loss, while some believed that the incident was completely avoidable and the church should bear at least half of the responsibility.
After arguing until noon, Pope Ubli I issued an order impatiently: "Calculate the losses, report the losses to the kingdom, and ask the kingdom to contribute."

The funds needed to repair the damaged houses are not a small amount. The church has obtained countless potion materials, which can be sold at high prices, but the benefits may not be able to make up for London's losses.
However, judging from the Pope's attitude, the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate will definitely be responsible for the people whose houses are damaged. Even if they don't pay compensation, they will also bear the cost of rebuilding the houses.
"Let's discuss the third matter."

Pope Ubli I pressed his hand to signal the crowd to be quiet, and said in a deep voice, "During yesterday's battle, Saint Deirdre escaped. According to canon law, she should be sentenced to fire at the stake. Do you have any objections?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and none of them spoke for Saint Deirdre. Ma Wei was also among them, and also did not express his opinion.

The saint is a very important position in a church. The saint does not need to work, and can be worshiped just by staying there every day. Their duty is also very simple - to communicate with the gods.

Saintesses with strong soul power and the ability to communicate with the gods are all carefully selected, none in a million, and each one is very precious. If it is not a last resort, King Ubly I does not want to send Saintess Deirdre Sentenced to the stake.

Deirdre's mistake was too serious.

Running away, or when she needs to stand up, this kind of behavior is tantamount to betraying the church. If Mavi hadn't acted in time, St. Paul's Cathedral would definitely face annihilation.

Once something happens to St. Paul's Cathedral, the demons sealed under the cathedral will be released. In this way, London is in danger, what will happen to the millions of residents?
Saintess Deirdre must be punished severely, to make an example to others, and to tell others that fleeing is the only way to die!
Umbly I scanned the crowd, saw that no one had spoken, and nodded lightly: "Everyone has no objection, and the decision of Deirdre and the Board of Cardinals will be submitted to the Church Tribunal for a second trial!"

The College of Cardinals, that is, the highest-level meeting of the church presided over by the Pope himself, has the power to judge believers. It has the same rights as local priests and bishops, and can designate someone for a crime.

After the charges are determined, of course they cannot be executed on the spot. In order to ensure judicial fairness and convincing the public, the charges need to be submitted to the Church Tribunal for another trial, and the result of the Church Tribunal's judgment shall prevail.

Since the crime took place in London, the arrested Saint Deirdre was escorted to St. Martin's Cathedral at noon that day. Along the way, the people spurned and cursed and demanded that the church impose the death penalty.

"The fourth thing, about the transcendent who killed the water beast last night, what do you think should be done?"

"If it wasn't for that extraordinary person, St. Paul's Cathedral would not be guaranteed. I think that extraordinary person should be invited to come out and meet each other, and we should treat each other with courtesy." A cardinal said.

"Meet? What are you kidding! The other party is hiding in London. They don't know what their purpose is. They are definitely not good! They can also control the dragon! Pope, although they have helped the church, they are worthy of gratitude, but this does not prove that they are not good to the church. Threats, on the contrary, we should find each other and interrogate them severely!"

"What are you talking about! If the benefactors who have helped the church are hunted down, what will other churches think of us? Do you want to lose our international image?"

"Is the international image as important as the safety of the country? This is London! It is the confidant of the church! The other party is hiding under our noses, aren't you afraid?!"

"After all, the other party has helped us. I think we should neutralize the opinions of the two bishops. After finding the other party, we should expel them from the country."

"What if they are spies sent by other churches? We still have to treat each other with courtesy?"

"One size fits all! We can thank them, but we should also punish them!"

Spit was flying all over the conference table, and the cardinals were arguing and disagreeing.

"Sorry Nicholas"

Archbishop Brandon, who was sitting next to Ma Wei, said angrily, "They don't usually do this. I don't know what happened today."

"I can understand." Ma Wei said in a low voice: "Everyone experienced fighting last night, stayed up all night, and has not been able to rest well until now. It is normal to be angry."

"It's the best you can think of"

"Stop arguing!" Umbly I knocked on the table impatiently, "How to deal with the superhuman who helped last night will be discussed later. Factors with potential threats!"

"It's no accident that those extraordinary creatures sneaked into London silently. There must be someone behind them to help them! These enemies that are harmful to London must be caught!"

"In order to deal with this situation, I decided to set up the church's exclusive intelligence organization and join forces with the kingdom's intelligence organization to launch a search operation! Liviu, you are in charge of this matter!"

Archbishop Liviu nodded slowly, and took over the task of establishing an intelligence organization. The Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate really needs eyes. Only in this way can London be fully controlled.

The establishment of an intelligence agency by the church is not good news for Ma Wei, but he is not afraid. With the cat and cat army, the intelligence organization is not to be feared.

After the meeting, Mavi walked out of St. Paul's Cathedral and began to organize people to move the body of the water beast. He was busy, and Levin and Junia rushed over.

"Big brother! Big brother!"

Ma Wei handed over the scene to the bishop on the side, walked to Levin, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Look!"

Levine took out a newspaper, turned to the last few pages, pointed to the Royal Opera House's performance and said, "Tonight's performance is Hamlet, not A Midsummer Night's Dream!"

"Hamlet"?
Ma Wei snatched the newspaper, looked carefully, and found that the show had indeed changed to "Hamlet", which, like "A Midsummer Night's Dream", was Shakespeare's work and one of the four famous tragedies.

The underground laboratory has been destroyed. For such an important matter, Mr. Steward must communicate with the boss behind the scenes.
Could it be that their previous inferences were wrong?
Professor James Morea is not the real boss?

"Go and ask Xiao Hei, what's going on." Ma Wei returned the newspaper to Levin: "It took us to raid the underground laboratory last night, and now it has probably returned to Mr. Steward. Let Fat Orange leave it. Obtain information there and follow Mr. Steward!"

"it is good!"

Just as Levin was about to turn around and leave, the crowd of onlookers suddenly made a commotion. Listening carefully, they seemed to be calling for 'Saint' or something.

Ma Wei found Bishop Memet, who was sent by the church to help him: "What are they shouting?"

"Saint Deirdre's verdict has come down." Bishop Memet swallowed, "The trial court decided to uphold the Pope's verdict and burn Deirdre to the stake. Execute immediately."

"Where is the place of execution?"

"London bridge."

The bridge is not a good place to carry out the execution of the stake, but in order to make an example to others, so that everyone can see the consequences of the betrayal, the church chose London Bridge as the location. to the deterrent effect.

The residents who heard the news rushed towards London Bridge. Compared with the water beast, they were more interested in the fire that hadn't appeared for a long time. The main death penalty in the Kingdom of Windsor is hanging. Fire is only used by the church, and the church has not seen it for many years. A believer was sentenced to death.
Mixed in the crowd, Ma Wei also came to the north bank of the Thames, the damaged embankment was full of people, some even ran to the bridge to watch.

Several witchers carried the trembling Deirdre to the center of the bridge, tied her to a stake, and set her up high.

Countless firewood and haystacks were piled under her feet, and the wooden branches poured with fire oil had pierced her feet. Deirdre kept struggling, her eyes were full of horror, and she muttered words, as if she was begging the goddess for forgiveness, but What responded to her was the excited and angry shouts of the people on both sides of the strait.

"Burn her to death!!!"

"Burn this vicious woman to ashes!!!"

"She is not worthy of being a saint!!!"

At this moment, it seemed like last night's fear, panic, and all negative emotions had become a source of spurning and insulting. Many people had hideous faces and waved their fists, venting their anger at Deirdre, who was tied to the stake and could not move.

Ma Wei stood in the crowd with a calm expression, completely different from the angry people around him, quietly watching Deirdre writhing on the stake, wanting to beg for forgiveness.

How old is Deirdre this year?

Ma Wei was suddenly curious about this question. He asked Bishop Memet, who was also filled with righteous indignation, and the answer he got was 15 years old.

15 years old.
What should teenagers and girls of this age do?
Is it really appropriate for them to carry such a burden?

Ma Wei thought of the saint Constance who was turned into ashes in the flames under the city of Tver, and felt a little pity in her heart, and her mood was very complicated.

Junia tiptoed through the crowd, completely blocked by the tall crowd, and could only seek help from her father.

Mavie picked her up, put her on his shoulders, and looked at the middle of the bridge.

Amidst the sounds of slaughter, the demon hunter lit the haystack, and the flames flew up instantly, and thick black smoke billowed high into the sky.

The intense heat and poisonous smoke choked into Deirdre's nose and mouth, destroying the fragile mucous membrane. The piercing cries resounded through the sky, and soon stopped, replaced by violent coughing.

For a moment, Mavi suddenly felt that he shouldn't let Junia see such a cruel scene. Junia is four years old and younger than Deirdre. Is it really appropriate to show her this kind of scene?

Thinking of this in his heart, Mavi didn't move, nor did he intend to let go of Junia, even though Junia pulled his hair and made him feel pain.

The flames spread to Deirdre's feet and began to burn her soles, igniting her clothes, and the flames spread again. This time, Deirdre let out a piercing scream again, and soon, her body was engulfed by the flames. Fully wrapped, the sound is getting smaller and smaller
Looking at this scene, Ma Wei felt that the shouts around him were a bit noisy, so he silently took out his revolver, aimed at the sky and pulled the trigger.

boom!
boom!
Several shots fired one after another, and an open space suddenly vacated beside Ma Wei. The residents who were shouting just now looked at him in horror. Ma Wei put away the wheel and said expressionlessly, "It's much quieter now."

Bishop Mehmet didn't know what kind of madness Ma Wei was going into, so he quietly took two steps back and asked tentatively, "Mr. Nicholas, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, they made my eardrum hurt from the noise, just like someone shouting in your ear with a horn, isn't it annoying?"

"Oh oh oh"

Bishop Memet took two steps back and looked towards the center of the bridge. At this moment, Deirdre had completely lost her voice. The flames were burning her delicate body. The blood-red shreds of meat are like an undercooked steak.

The dragging sound of the iron chain sounded, and the soul seducer emerged from the gray mist, hooked Deirdre's soul, and pulled her out of her body. Deirdre's soul was bigger than any soul Mavie had ever seen. Bright, she tightly grasped the iron chain binding her neck, opened her mouth wide, and kept swinging her legs, as if she wanted to hook something and prevent herself from entering the kingdom of death.

The ecstasy disappeared, and Deirdre failed to break free from the chain and was led into the kingdom of death.

"dad."

Junia held Ma Wei's head and asked suspiciously, "What did she do wrong?"

"Abandoning her companions and escaping alone, she is a deserter."

"Should deserters be executed?"

"Depending on the situation, if serious consequences are caused, the death penalty will be imposed."

"But isn't it the upper-level that caused the failure?" Junia said in Frederick's language: "If Umbly I hadn't chosen to confront the Kuroshio head-on, there wouldn't have been a crisis in St. Paul's Cathedral! Why did the upper-level make a mistake? If they are not punished, the soldiers who escaped will be executed?"

"Because commanders are more valuable than soldiers, as long as they don't make extremely serious mistakes, they usually won't be executed directly." Ma Wei thought for a while and said, "This is the way the battlefield is, and the war is like this. A group of old men start a game, but It is not soldiers who send young people to die and enjoy the fruits of victory in the end."

"I hate war," said Junia, wrinkling her nose.

"I also hate war, but there are always some people who like to use war to gain benefits."

Ma Wei looked up at the sky, at the scorching sun at noon:

"The real war has not yet come, it will come soon"

(End of this chapter)