41. Cathedral of St. Ross (XIV)
"Naturally, they want to die. A deep female voice rang in their ears.
Then an overwhelming rain of curses fell, splashed on the ground, and a black mist floated, dousing the fire on the high stacks of firewood.
"Who are you!" Audia, who was sitting on the back stage watching the execution, was stunned for a moment, quickly pulled out his saber and rushed down with a roar, pointing the sword at Margaret, her voice trembling. "What kind of sorcery are you!"
Margaret didn't get angry, but laughed, "I'm Margaret Ivero. ”
"Margaret Ivero, no, not this!" said Odia angrily, "how noble the family of Ivero is! You are a woman from a lowly poor family, and you have the surname of the family of Ivro!"
Margaret walked away, and said with a smile on her face, "Of course, I want to ask your noble father, the noblest earl of this fiefdom, Egbert Ivero, and what ugly and shameless deeds he had done to my poor mother!"
"You, you, nonsense!" Audia's voice suddenly rose an octave, and the hand holding the sword trembled. The less confident an ordinary person is, the louder his voice will be, "Impossible! Everything you say is false!"
"Odia, give me the sword. Owen stepped down, took the sword from his brother's hand, and stabbed Margaret without a word. Margaret's black robe shook and the whole person floated up, thick clouds covered the sun, the rain was endless, and the atmosphere in the execution ground was cold to the extreme. Owen frowned, summoning Margaret to kill her, but Margaret was actually so easy to hurt. She took out her cane, and was able to break Owen's attack with ease.
It stands to reason that Margaret is now a demon, and an ordinary human like Owen is no match for her. She could have taken Owen's life in one fell swoop, but instead of doing so simply, she fought with him. The only explanation is that she wants to enjoy the pleasure of torturing and humiliating the enemy.
After Margaret's spell was lifted, Yan Fei softened. Hua Xi quickly caught her and checked her injuries. However, except for a few wounds on the ankle that had just healed, there was not a single hair missing. The pain in Yan Fei's body also disappeared suddenly, but those memories were forever burned on her bone marrow like marks left by a hot iron, reminding her of this unbearable memory from time to time.
Hua Xi's body was still in pain, because she was not cast such a shape-shifting spell, and the flames were burning on her body, that is, burning on her body, and she couldn't escape. But at the moment, she didn't bother to think about it, and her mind was on the person who trembled lightly in her arms. The delicate palms were full of sweat, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably, Hua Xi stroked the cheeks of the person in his arms in distress, and gently pressed his face against Yan Fei's face.
"Yan Fei, one qiē has passed, one qiē has passed. Hua Xi hugged Yan Fei tightly, and her lips turned over and over with just a few words, she has always been in danger, and she has also experienced what it means to be at a loss today, and her mind is burning.
With a feeling in her heart, Hua Xi looked up and saw that Margaret was suppressively fighting with Owen Ivero. With ease between moves, Owen is like a fish on a chopping board to her, dissatisfied with being slaughtered but only dying in vain. Gradually, more and more people from the Ivero family came, and they were shocked to see Margaret, and several of the male members drew their swords and stepped forward to join Margaret and Owen in the fight.
Obviously outnumbered, Margaret's face originally had a vague smile, but seeing so many people flocking up, the smile was not hidden but more obvious, as if she was going to laugh out loud the next moment, shaking this long haze and obscurity.
"Yan Fei, maybe we were fundamentally wrong in handling this matter. Hua Xi said lightly.
"Seeing the qiē you endured, I felt as if I was sometimes soaked in cold water, and sometimes placed on an iron frame to bake. Going around and around is like going to hell. This kind of pain was unbearable even for me, let alone a girl who was only a teenager at the time. ”
"When you suffer from that pain that you shouldn't have to bear, I can be by your side, and I can rescue you and wait for you to be relieved. But Margaret, who will accompany her, and who will save her? ”
"If this cruelty is divided into ten, we will receive only one point. ”
"Who are we to make such a person give up her hatred. ”
There is no reason, no position, no so-called qualifications, let alone forgiveness that does not hurt or itch.
Hatred is eternal.
From time to time, the castle of the Ivero family came into view, and in one inconspicuous corner opened an iron door, which led to a secret passage, and if you walked down the secret passage, you would see the dirtiest part of the castle.
Because in this place, they have committed crimes against countless innocent girls that can never be forgiven.
The cries grew louder and louder, mixed with countless women and men. A thick black fog surrounded them, as if bound by an invisible shackle, and they were forced into the iron door, and then the darkness inside was suddenly hidden, as if swallowed by a huge mouth, and there was no trace of it. Hua Xi knew that they were about to be sent to that gorgeous cell, to be slaughtered on the anvil.
The people of the Ivero family can be regarded as all today. The first time they came, so quiet, so complete. Naturally, it was also the last time.
But after a while, they will be together forever.
Yan Fei was wearing Hua Xi's coat, under the dim and dark sky, with his back to the iron gate, his face expressionless. Hua Xi stood beside her.
When the last person entered, the heavy iron door was unmanned, and there was a heavy and suppressed closing sound. If they had come close at this time and listened closely, they could hear Margaret's laughter faintly coming from inside.
Hua Xi walked beside him, Yan Fei didn't stop to listen, and left with Hua Xi. It's as if the air here is getting thinner and thinner, and if you stay any longer, you're going to suffocate.
Hundreds of years ago, under such a suffocating dark twilight, there was a tragic atrocity within this iron gate. Today, in this iron gate, there will be punishment for these atrocity animals/beasts.
There are no stars and no moon tonight, and the angels can't see it.
It's the devil's.
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――St. Ross Cathedral・End〜