They were kind enough to prepare a special platform for her—several wooden crates stacked on top of each other, making the solemn judgment look like a goblin bazaar. Romance starter?

Loria didn't care to let everyone's eyes be on her, and she was hoping for that, so she conveniently climbed to the top of the wooden box and turned her body to look at the people who were watching her.

Numerous numb eyes reflected her figure and the gloomy sky, and she tried to read their master's mind from hundreds of gazes, but failed, she couldn't read minds, and most of them had tense faces, unable to tell whether they were angry or nervous, and she couldn't tell who were her companions, and the most obvious sign of a vampire, red eyes, were blocked from the lenses that could change color.

Compromise, co-optation, conversion, assassination, rebellion, bribery, she has done her best to plump her wings, but even she herself does not know what the specific effect is, how many people will support her today?

Loria couldn't say for sure, and she didn't plan to stop her plans, she always wanted to avoid infighting, but at the moment, many things were not transferred to her will.

What will tomorrow bring...... No one can tell.

But for the sake of justice, she must stand up, even if it is sacrificed - this sentence sounds awkward, she is by no means a person who will overwork herself for the sake of ideals and justice, but once ideals and justice are in line with her interests, she does not care to implement them.

As the long opening speech seemed to come to an end, and the long list of charges against her was almost finished, she noticed that in her daze, Whitemane and the priests she had accused appeared on the steps of the chapel opposite her.

"Loria, Mograine, do you plead guilty?"

Whitemayne's voice was not particularly loud, but it was very clear, and as she spoke, the hundreds of people gathered together did not make the slightest sound, and they stood in excessive restraint.

There shouldn't be just one voice here.

"I have something inconsequential to say before discussing my sins. Loria cleared her throat, but her head went blank. She was never afraid to speak in front of people, but she didn't know how to express her thoughts at the moment...... Obviously, I have rehearsed countless times in my head, but at this time, I feel that the language is extremely pale.

"Do you still have to quibble, and do you want to spread the vicious rumors of the traitor Aaron, who colluded with the undead, in front of the warriors?"

Facing Loria's ignorance. Reynolds' expression darkened, and Whitemayne shouted angrily, her words like a kind of magic—enveloped in the majesty of power, and made people involuntarily want to give in.

"I'm not here to accuse anyone. Loria didn't even look at Whiteman, she said slowly in the same small but clear voice, "Each of us is guilty...... I just want to talk to you in a calm way. ”

"Shut up!

"Stop!

The voices of Renault and Whitemane rang out at the same time. The former is irritated, the latter is intimidating...... Renault is probably genuinely angry, and those who know him well will know that he is ready to go on a killing spree...... The clergymen and red-clad elites looked around a few times and listened to Renault's orders.

"Hmm......" Loria's head short-circuited again, she preferred to hide in the shadows and play some clever tricks than to stand on a high place and speak passionately, but since they told her to say it, then she could not let go of this last chance to avoid civil war, she pondered for a moment, sighed briefly, and finally spoke:

"You all know me. I am the daughter of Darien and Rocca Sonny, Loria Hillsbrad Mograine, and like most of you, I was born in the North, having lost my home and loved ones to the undead. ”

Her opening remarks were mediocre, and I don't know if she had narrowed the distance between her and the audience, most of them remained expressionless, and a few showed sympathetic countenances - they probably thought that this was her last word, when she finished. The Commander will kill her.

Here, sympathy stops at the gaze, and those who are accustomed to death and darkness have no superfluous pity to give to a little girl.

"I hate natural disasters as much as you do, and I am heartened by the slogan of destroying the undead. I also dream of one day banishing the enemy and seeing what our homeland was like...... But I always wonder if we're paying too much for our ideals. ”

Whitemane and her priest sneered, Loria's words had touched on an area that could never be touched - weakness, surrender, and could be directly condemned as collusion with the undead without any extension.

It couldn't have been better if she was busy confessing her guilt, so everyone decided to listen quietly.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid to fight the undead. ”

Now it's too late to quibble.

"The human kingdom of the South does not care whether we live or die. But we are the only hope for the rebuilding of the human home! Do you repent to the Light alone in the dead of night, repent to the Light for what you have done, and wake up from a nightmare because of your sins, wanton bullying, and persecution of your fellow man?"

She really wasn't here to accuse Renault and Whitemayne, she was accusing everyone present, she paused, looked into everyone's eyes with a stern gaze, and conveyed her will with crimson pupils, "Shouldn't the Crusaders be made up of brave warriors, staunch priests, and noble knights?

Her voice rose to a higher level, the artifact became more solemn, she stood straight above the dilapidated chests, her eyes roaming each one, and her voice reaching everyone's ears.

"We have made an oath to be a shield to protect the people, a hammer of war for the light to punish sin, a sword to venge our dead people, we are brave bloody crusaders, we should no longer succumb to the desires of the few, my people, my warriors, our enemies are the spirits of the natural calamities and not ourselves, do you not want to live in the light of the Light, to fight for honor and faith! Don't you want to have the freedom from fear and to make your true voice heard!"

Her eager and unrelenting voice seemed to have had an effect, and the crusaders surrounding the makeshift judgment seat were no longer as numb as they had been at first, their feelings began to change, and their gazes of hatred or affection revealed their respective positions.

"It is because we have felt fear that we have risen up to seek the light...... My compatriots, fight for freedom!"

Loria raised her arms and shouted, in her excitement, she didn't care how many neutral fighters she had mobilized, the change was about to happen in the next moment. (To be continued.) )