The mage looked at the troubadour with a solemn face on her seat, and frowned slightly. The young man, who had been passionately courting her as soon as he saw her, had neither a good feeling nor a bad feeling. In Catherine's mind, Dieck was not a figure who made a deep impression on herself. If I had to say something about this person, what was the poet who spoke a little?? Collect?? For Catherine, it would not be strange if the great knight Kraft was sitting on the podium at this moment.> But the weak troubadour played the role of an official, which made the female mage a little stunned for a short time.

"Sit down, sinners. The troubadour said again, with a commanding tone in his tone. By the way, even his originally pleasant voice is now low and solemn. If it weren't for his face, Catherine would never have thought that this *official was the young poet before.

Catherine sat down on the left, Red Fury threw the golden heart on the chair in the middle, and sat casually on the right.

"I am the *Official-Wind-Whisperer, and my guilt will be judged by me. The troubadour sat on the rostrum and said, "Give your names and confess your crimes, and I will give you a just verdict." ”

The female mage chose to remain silent, the red dragon yawned and said nothing, and the golden heart remained silent. * The official's gaze swept over the three peculiar sinners, and finally stopped in the middle.

"You speak first. The troubadour stretched out his hand and pointed to the golden heart on his seat.

The golden heart did not respond in any way, and the troubadour said: "Refusal to state, the most severe punishment will be given." ”

"What's the worst punishment?" Red Furious asked, interested.

The troubadour's gaze immediately shifted to the red dragon, "Then you say." ”

"What do I have to say. Red Rage didn't buy it at all, "Windwhisperer, don't you know us, don't waste our time." ”

The troubadour looked at the red dragon for a moment, then turned to the mage and said, "You come on." ”

"I don't know what to say. Catherine replied in a serious manner, "I don't understand what you're trying to do. ”

The troubadour's face was composed, he lowered his head and stroked his forehead with his hand. This action made him suddenly come alive, and he was no longer so rigid.

"Red Fury. When the troubadour looked up again, there was already an expression on his face. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding bazaar scene was gone, leaving only a pure blank space and four chairs.

"It's all for your sake. The troubadour continued, "Why do you want to come in, this court does not welcome such a fellow as you at all. As a former* official, don't you know why the Great Trial exists?"

"It turns out that you are the former * official. "Why didn't you say it earlier, what the hell is going on with this great trial?"

"Shut up. The troubadour shouted unceremoniously.

"Young man, you're fierce enough. Golden Heart smiled nonchalantly, "I really don't see you still have this kind of posture." ”

"Lightning. The troubadour pointed at the golden heart, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the heart.

"This stuff doesn't work for me. "The golden heart was unscathed.

The troubadour stared at the heart for a moment, and then said, "Forging." ”

The chair beneath the golden heart was suddenly gone, replaced by a furnace in a blacksmith's shop. A blazing fire burned in the furnace, and the golden heart was calcined in the fire. After only a few moments, my heart burned red. I didn't know that a large iron tong reached out, pinched out the red heart, and placed it on a large thick anvil. Two giant black hammers began to take turns beating the heart that imprisoned the soul of the demon king.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Each blow makes a deafening sound and is accompanied by a splash of sparks. "Ahhh

"Demon King, who made you talk too much. Red Fury shook his head and sighed, "This is the Wind Whisperer*official, not the Troubadour Dixie." ”

"Ahh The Demon King cried out in pain as he said, "It turns out to be another will, ahhhhhhhhhhh *Your Excellency, please forgive me for being unreasonable. Ahhhh ”

* The official ignored the Demon King's pleas, but waved his hand again. The anvil, the giant hammer, and the blacksmith's furnace moved away at once. The thrashing and wailing were immediately much lighter.

"I know what you've done out there, you've upset the order of the Great Judgment. The Wind Whisperer said as he looked at the red furious.

"And you, Lady Catherine. He turned to the mage again and said, "You are the Awakened One, and you will be rewarded with a felony." ”

"What is the Awakener?" asked Catherine.

"Usually there are officers on duty in the Blasphemous Paradise, but there are always fewer than five of them. The red dragon kindly acted as a commentator, "A great trial requires at least five * officials, so when the sleeping * officials are awakened, so that the number of * officials on duty reaches five or more, the great trial will be triggered. ”

"The one who awakens the * ruler and triggers the great judgment is called the one who awakens. "The Awakened One is guilty of a felony and must be tried by the officer on duty." That's why, I'll guide you into my courtroom. ”

The female mage thought for a moment and said, "I have two questions, first, why the awakened person is a serious crime, and second, there is more than one official on duty, who will judge the awakener. ”

"Because every official is serving a prison sentence. Once the Great Trial is held and the most culpable of the original Duty Officers is able to leave the Paradise of the Blasphemers, his punishment is annulled, and the responsibility for his guilt will be borne by the Awakened. Red Fury pointed at the wind-whisperer and said, "As for who will judge, it will be the one who is the least guilty of the duty." ”

Catherine nodded, "It seems that you are the *official who was released in the last great trial." ”

"Correct. Red smirked smugly, "The Wind Whisperer is my successor. ”

"But why did you come back?" the Windwhisperer asked the Red Dragon, puzzled.

"Come back?" said the red dragon, shaking his hand, "I'm not coming back, I'm not leaving." It's just the believer Sigurg, and the red rage has always been imprisoned in the sea of faith. If it weren't for the death of the believer Sig, I would not have regained my freedom, and I would have been a resentful spirit of the sea forever. ”