Kill me again, Miss Witch

For heretics and heretics, the imperial court has always dealt with cruelty.

If there is no accident, Xia Ya will encounter such a thing next time.

Under the faint light of the magic light source, he could clearly see Shaar's state at the moment.

Then, the pupils shrank!

At this moment, Xiaya was soaked in the cold ice spring, his hands and feet were chained, unable to move freely, and at the same time he had to accept a steady stream of cold breath, restricting his ability to move.

He closed his eyes tightly, was shirtless, and sat quietly on the ground with a calm expression.

But these are not the point.

What made Rhodes creepy was that on Shaar's chest, a round of bright red blood moon marks, along with nine textures, were printed in the center.

Rhode's eyes trembled, and then he looked at Judge Nidero who remained silent.

"Nine ways?"

"That's right, when I saw it before, my reaction was similar to yours." Nedro sighed, "Nine Dao, that's beyond the number of Mansfield, what else can compare to him? Does the leader still have a respectable status?"

Son of the Red Moon.

Such a word emerged in the minds of the two of them at the same time.

He has won the unprecedented favor of the goddess of the bright moon, and is the representative of the gods in the world. In the past, he was enough to be held on the altar and honored as a "saint".

Rhodes was deeply shocked by this news, and it took a long time before he calmed down a little.

Recalling before, Sittal told him that this was his most proud student, and he hoped that he would take good care of it, and Rhodes did so.

Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous.

Relying on the favor of the gods and the power obtained by the evil priest, the opponent's strength has unknowingly surpassed Sitar, and even the gap with Rhodes is only one realm left.

King Qi is just a title, and this realm is generally called "Holy Knight".

"I want to have a few words with him."

After a long silence, Rhodes whispered.

Justice Nidero nodded.

Afterwards, the youngest presiding judge in the Tower of Judgment walked slowly down the stone steps and came to the prison where Shaar was.

"Do you still know me?"

Rhodes said slowly.

Hearing this, Xiaya opened his eyes and looked at the man speaking in front of him.

The feeling of being soaked in the spring of ice was not good, a shadowy feeling of freezing wrapped around his body, making him unable to move.

But compared to the pain of being swallowed by the black mist, it feels like scratching an itch.

"My lord judge?"

After seeing the man in front of him clearly, Xia smiled and said.

"You still want to call me the presiding judge." Rhodes said expressionlessly, "but you have betrayed the original intention of the Tower of Judgment and become a member of heresy."

"I've said it many times, and I don't know what you're talking about."

Char sighed and replied.

In fact, he didn't meet the presiding judge many times. He met him once in the duel field, and when he went to the Tower of Judgment to report, Sai Li introduced him once.

After all, Shaar doesn't really have a sense of belonging to the organization Tower of Judgment.

Instead, he used the name of the organization to pretend to be powerful several times.

"You really don't know the meaning of the mark on your chest?"

Rhode glanced at the scarlet mark and said.

Xiaya froze for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "I don't know."

All he knew was that he was now the key surveillance target of that green tea whore, Beatrice.

"Son of the Red Moon, beyond the existence of the leader of the cult, Mansfield, everything you do represents the will of the goddess of the moon."

"I can't..."

After a long silence, he sighed helplessly and replied.

He really didn't know the meaning of this mark, and he didn't know that he had been targeted by the Inquisition long ago.

Under Rhodes' explanation, he finally understood.

It turns out that this mark has such a meaning, which is too outrageous.

Beatrice is a shaker?

Obviously he humiliated her, but in the end he still treats him like this?

This matter is so fucked up that he doesn't even know where to start.

Do you want to tell all the series of things that happened after going to the palace of the abyss?

Then the eyes of the people around him may not be surprised, but horrified.

Compared with the Black Mist and the Witch, the Red Moon Sect was immediately reduced to a low-level existence. After all, the difference between wrecking a parish and wrecking a continent, I believe normal people can understand.

That's the real heresy.

So at this moment, Shaar was a little speechless.

Rhodes gave him a deep look, and then said: "I will try my best to transfer you to the Tower of Judgment, but it may not be successful. After all, as a heretic, you cannot escape the trial."

"The most intolerable thing in the tower...is the traitor."

"If you fail, there is a high probability that you will be judged by the Holy Flame of Light in full view of the public at the large Mass ceremony in the Imperial Court a week later."

"In short, be mentally prepared."

After saying this, Rhodes left here.

Watching his back, Xia smiled silently.

......

Mavis Mansion.

"Has the trial time been set?"

A mysterious man in a black robe sat on the sofa and said lightly to Meiweisi.

His neckline is embroidered with the incomplete sun emblem.

But judging from the voice, it is obviously not the same as the mysterious man who worshiped abundance that Xia Ya saw that day.

After all, this kind of dress is the uniform attire of the high-level organization of Ragnarok.

Hearing this, Meiweisi's attitude was unprecedentedly humble.

She smiled and replied, "Master Isaac, it's almost settled, and the time will probably be next weekend."

"Unfortunately, such a perfect host container was wasted." The black-robed mysterious man named Isaac shook his head, "But since he is chasing down the organization and has indeed caused us some trouble, it is better to kill him." It's better."

"What's more, it's the Goddess of the Bright Moon Goddess. Once we get in touch with her too much, he might notice something about us."

Meiweisi nodded without speaking.

In fact, there was something she didn't say.

As a male, Xia is not suitable as a container for the birth of a goddess, but, in the Hellen Empire, the mainstream beliefs are basically goddesses.

The God of Justice and Judgment, the Goddess of Light, and the Goddess of Fertility all face the world as women.

Except for the god of wisdom.

However, Shaar's body, which is extremely inclined towards knights, is not suitable as a container for the birth of the supreme being of the Trinity.

Unless...it's not a belief within the Shiron Empire.

For example, the Jemal Kingdom in the southernmost part of the mainland is famous for its fierce and warlike style. Everyone there believes in the God of War, and anyone other than the God of War believers will be regarded as heresy.

"I heard that that young man seems to have some grievances with you?"

After a while, Isaac glanced at her and said lightly.

Meiweisi lowered her head and explained: "Her younger sister is the number eight 'Natural Vessel', and she also had conflicts with my disciples, but it's not a big deal."

"That's right, it's meaningless to say these things now." Isaac smiled, "After all, in a week's time, he will be tied to a stone pillar of faith under the eyes of everyone, and will be judged by the glorious court."

"It seems that no one has ever been able to survive the 'baptism' of the bright flame?"

Meiweisi nodded: "After all, it is the purest power of light from the goddess, which is enough to burn all the evil in the world."

When the words were uttered, neither of them reacted, as if the word "evil" had nothing to do with them.

After all, for them, what they are doing is to save the world before the end of the world.

After a while, Isaac stood up slowly: "I'll go first."

"The next focus is not only on the glory of the imperial court, but also to continue to track down the mysterious man that the 'God-making faction' met that day. If we can recruit him to our side, it will definitely be a good thing. "

"After all, a person who has gathered the imprints of the three gods has never appeared since ancient times."

......

"Are you still in the mood to laugh?"

Sai Li stood at the door of the cell with a tired face, staring at Shaar who was soaked in the spring of ice, and said bitterly.

Three days after Xiaya was arrested, relying on her status as a senior inspector of the Tower of Judgment, she finally applied for the right to visit.

In the past few days, she has been running around, either relying on the strength of her family, or relying on the contacts accumulated in the past, trying to get rid of Xiaya's crime.

"Thanks a lot."

Shaar looked at the girl in front of him unabashedly, and said with a smile.

In the past few days when he was arrested, he didn't suffer any torture, he was just imprisoned here.

Xiaya was still very moved to feel that someone was working hard for him outside.

Sai Li snorted softly: "Let's wait until you come out to say such things."

Shaar scratched his head: "I should, maybe, maybe I can't leave the Inquisition as an ordinary person, right?"

The guard at the side opened the door of the cell under Saili's signal.

Sai Li, who was wearing a purple dress, walked slowly into the cell, came to Shaar, knelt down and stretched out her hands, holding his hands that were a little white from being soaked by the ice spring.

"Theoretically, that's the case." Sai Li frowned, trying to use her own body temperature to dispel the chill for him, but it didn't work. "After all, the mark on your chest is ironclad evidence that cannot be forged."

"What should I do?"

Xia gently squeezed Sai Li's fair and delicate hands to express her relief.

"The judgment of the Holy Flame of Light is absolute. So far, no one has survived from it. That is to say, once you are escorted to the Stone Pillar of Faith, there is no way to turn back."

"That is to say, I am dead?"

Shaar thought for a while and said.

"Don't you think about leaving a seed before you die, leaving a descendant for your Adelaide family?"

Sai Li looked at the slightly haggard boy in front of her, and sighed softly.

"How to stay?"

Sai Li gently pulled the fabric on her chest, revealing a small piece of white skin as tender and smooth as milk: "For example...me?"

"As expected of a bad woman."

Xia Ya blinked and replied with a smile.

At this moment, Sai Li suddenly moved forward a short distance, leaned her small head gently on Shaar's heart, hugged her knees, and curled her body against his chest.

Feeling the warm delicate body and the lingering fragrance of violets from the tip of his nose, Xia sighed.

"actually, I......"

He just wanted to confess, telling Sai Li that the reason why the other party was so obsessed with him was because of his charm value.

But Sally reached out her fingers and pressed his lips lightly.