Kill me again, Miss Witch

A trace of gratitude flashed in Sylvista's eyes, and then she nodded.

Led by the court maid, Sylvista slowly walked into Emperor Hieren's bedroom, and while entering, she gently took off a hairpin from her hair.

A faint brilliance flashed.

The next moment, Sylvista's image changed.

Originally, she had platinum-blonde long hair and a typical Hellenic appearance, but now she has white hair and shawls, and her exquisite and small ears have become pointed and long at some point, sticking out her hair. Not only that, although her appearance has not changed, But her skin became more tender and delicate, and her pupils glowed with emerald green.

half-elf.

Such a word emerged from the heart of the court maid.

At the same time, a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in her eyes.

This is proof of impure blood.

As one of the heirs of the human empire, how can he be mixed with lowly elven blood?

Especially the kind of half-elf that even the elves reject!

This was the reason why Emperor Hieron hated Sylvista the most.

So much so that when she was a baby, she was sent to the Northland Principality.

Her biological mother, Princess Diana, had a typical human appearance, but because of her elven blood, this extremely low probability event happened to Sylvista.

Atavism.

"Father, Gui'an."

Walking into the palace, Sylvista stared at the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk reading quietly, and said.

"What's the matter?"

Without raising his head, Emperor Xillen gently turned a page in the book in his hand.

"I want to...please save someone."

Sylvista lowered her head and replied.

"who is it?"

"You should have heard that it was Char who was labeled as a 'cultist' and imprisoned in the Inquisition. He...is my friend."

"impossible."

Emperor Xillen gently closed the book in his hand, and turned his gaze to the half-elf girl in front of him.

It seemed that he could see a shadow of his former beloved wife in his daughter, and a trace of pain flashed in Emperor Xiron's eyes.

Because of this, a little soft-hearted.

So he continued: "Nidero's side attaches great importance to this case, even if they want to intervene, there will be many obstacles."

"And the so-called labeling is just your one-sided statement. The real situation is clearer than you at the Inquisition."

"What's more... a small nobleman from the countryside, although he inherited the surname of Adelaide, he didn't show the glory of his ancestors at all. It's not worth the price I spent to deal with this matter."

"Anything else to ask?"

"..."

Sylvista lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and a mist rose from her eye sockets.

"No...no..." She shook her head lightly, "He can't be a cultist, let alone have anything to do with the Red Moon Sect."

"Because he was the one who saved me from those people in Mansfield eight years ago, Shaar!"

"He almost gave his life to save me."

Sylvista's body swayed slightly, then she knelt down slowly and prostrated herself on the ground, pressing her forehead against the red carpet on the ground.

"Father, over the years, I have rarely called you that." Sylvista said softly with a hint of crying, "Just this time, please..."

long silence.

In the end, a merciless voice came from above, enveloping Sylvista.

She fell into an ice cave.

"Then he must die."

......

For the vast majority of civilians in the Shiron Empire, two days are just a fleeting period of time in their monotonous and toiling lives.

But for the countless believers in the capital, especially in the upper city, these two days have made them wait extremely anxiously.

But fortunately, the Goddess of Light, who is in charge of time, did not delay for too long. Under the expectation of many people, two days passed in a hurry.

Finally, the big mass day once a month finally arrived.

And on this day, all believers of the Goddess of Light will gather in the central square of the headquarters of the Holy See of Light, and under the leadership of the great priest, they will devoutly recite the Holy Code of Light and the name of the goddess.

After all this is done, the sacrament ceremony will begin, and every believer can receive a free communion.

But today, before all these activities start, there is another process that makes believers pay special attention.

At this moment, on the wide square of the Holy See of Light that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, there are crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, and besides the believers, there are also countless citizens who want to join in the fun.

Because today is not only the day of Mass, but also the day of judgment for the execution of heretics.

This is like Shaar's previous life, when executions and beheadings were performed at the entrance of the market in ancient times, there would always be a group of onlookers watching.

Sergey is one of them.

As a student of Norton College, he and many friends came to the central square to observe the trial ceremony.

Although the target of the trial was his classmate, Sergey showed no pity on his face, instead he talked excitedly with his friend next to him.

"It can only be said that it is a good death. I have long disliked him."

"After all, they are pagans, and they cannot be counted as human beings. If they are burned to death, they will be burned to death. What the lunatics of Hongyue believe in did to our compatriots, they should be paid back thousands of times now!"

"Hush, keep your voice down, we are students after all, so don't be too ostentatious."

"You are too cautious, listen carefully to the voices around you? They are all angry curses!"

After speaking, several teenagers who looked like students looked around and found that there were not many discussions like this.

Although the Goddess of Light taught the believers to have a heart of fraternity, the hatred for the Red Moon believers was something that was tacitly understood by everyone.

No one dares to forget the scene of the blood moon tragedy.

So at this moment, Xia Ya seems to have become a public enemy.

I do not know how long it has been.

While the believers in the square were waiting anxiously, several figures appeared in front of the judgment seat on the high platform.

Those were several high-level figures of the Heresy Tribunal headed by Judge Nidero, and at this moment, they appeared in front of the public one after another.

Not only that, even the people from the Tower of Judgment came.

Although there are only the presiding judge Rhodes and the senior inspector Saili, this also shows the attitude of the Tower of Judgment.

No mercy for traitors!

Watching the scene in front of him, Nedro's eyes lightly met with the magician Meiweisi next to the stands, and then moved away without a trace.

Afterwards, he looked at the bustling Guangming Square in front of him, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet."

Soon, the square became silent.

Nidro nodded slightly, and opened the file on the table.

"Bring heretic 'Char Adelaide' to the Pillar of Faith."

Not long after, two powerful knights of the Holy See escorted Shaar, who was in shackles with both hands and feet, to the giant stone pillar in the center of Guangming Square under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The stone pillar is about 40 meters high, and the surface is engraved with reliefs of the goddess of light coming to the world, as well as murals showing miracles.

The murals are also engraved with ancient Hellenic characters as annotations.

These are all the contents recorded in the "Bright Holy Book", which are condensed on this stone pillar.

Because this stone pillar of faith is the original version of the "Bright Canon", and it is also one of the few miracles left by the goddess in the world.

The interior of the Holy See of Light can even use this stone pillar to communicate with the goddess and get a response.

At this moment, Xiaya has only a pair of trousers all over his body, with a slender upper body naked, a muscular chest, and a blood moon mark surrounded by nine textures, which is very eye-catching.

"Is this the heresy?"

"Nine textures, does this mean anything?"

"Idiot, do you still remember the statement issued by the Inquisition? This is the highest-ranking member of the Red Moon Cult that has been captured so far. It is said that he is still the Holy Son of the Cult, and his status is extremely respected!"

"Hey, that's really a big fish."

"If he dies, those heretics will feel sorry for him for a long time, right?"

"Deserving it."

At the same time, many people in the square began to whisper again.

But this time, Nidero did not stop their behavior, but waited quietly, like an exhibition, showing Shaar to the world.

Sally's eyes were red, and she was on the verge of tears.

She stared at Xia Ya who looked extremely calm and had no sense of death, and wrung her hands together vigorously.

You said that you will definitely come out alive to see me.

She thought silently in her heart.

It's been a long, long time.

When the square became quiet again, Judge Nidero said again: "This is the heresy that needs to be tried this time."

"His name is 'Char Adelaide', and he comes from a small village in Langdi City in the south of Saco Province. His father is a lord with the title of Viscount."

"The surname that should have been inherited by him is now shamed because of him."

Judge Nidero paused, and then, with a bit of majesty in his voice: "Char Adelaide."

"You have committed heresy, espionage, treason."

"As a man of the empire, he turned his back to evil and joined forces with those heretics who were not as good as beasts, seriously hurting the feelings of countless survivors of the blood moon tragedy."

"People who believe in light...do you think he is guilty?"

"guilty!"

"Sin is the worst!"

"death penalty!"

"This is beyond doubt!"

After hearing Judge Nidero's inquiry, in front of Guangming Square, countless residents and believers of the royal capital raised their fists and shouted out of righteous indignation.

The whole square immediately became ebullient.

Nedro nodded and turned his gaze to Shaar.

"As you can see, heretic Char Adelaide, do you understand your sins and repent of them?"

Hearing this, Xia smiled silently.

"why are you laughing?"

Justice Nidero was not surprised.

He has seen too many reactions to the reaction of the heretic before his execution.

Most of them persisted in their evil beliefs until their death, and very few begged for mercy in order to survive.

Xia grinned: "I laugh at you for actually handing over the power of conviction to those people who can only shout, trying to use public opinion to judge me."

"But I don't blame them, I pity them."

"Pity them for providing you with a steady stream of money and the power of faith without complaint, but they are also kept in the dark by some simple decrees and statements, and are led by the nose like a pig."

"Have pity on them, never know the truth, and raise war on the wrong people."