Chapter 216: Despair and the Words of the Philistine (Part II)
"Grade is such a person!"
"He betrayed Arendia!"
"He should be sanctioned!"
"He must have stolen the Holy Sword to make us think he was a loyal believer!"
"We thought he had sacrificed for the war, but what did he do now?! We kept mistaking him! He was disappointed!"
"He is not worthy to be the son of a king!
"He doesn't deserve to live!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Grad's determination leads the people to believe what Ed is saying, and gradually deduces a "complete" conspiracy - they are terrified and glad they found out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fitnair watched as they raised their weapons in a daze, many of them had just experienced the so-called massacre, their eyes were full of blood, and only continued killing could satisfy them.
"What do you want to do. Fitney looked up slowly, she looked at Eddard, unable to allow herself to remain a sanctimonious bystander.
"Follett personally opened the door to Starlight—Greid is in our hands. As for Jill - there is no one left to rely on. Ed made a gesture to silence them, then turned his head and whispered to Fitney.
Fitney's eyelashes fluttered.
She thought about using Follett as a breakthrough, but she didn't expect the big-nosed old man to collude with Eddard - and the Holy See seemed to have some other connection with Eddard...... Fitney suddenly felt that there was much more she could not see. There is no time to study in detail.
However, in any case, the information revealed in Ed's words, she had to admit.
She lost the crucial game.
A fatal inning.
So far, her precautions against this matter have completely failed.
"Why?" Fitney was unwilling, clenching her fists, she didn't understand what Grede did, and no one else would go her way at this time—but even if she had to fight alone, in the face of the soldiers of the Holy See, in the face of the moody manipulator.
and to face ......
Fitnair couldn't help but look at Gray again, and his expression didn't change because of the treatment he had received—why? Why did he bear all that? It had nothing to do with him.
He can have a way, and he doesn't have to be the target of public criticism.
"You've lost, Lornais. Ed said calmly.
"Enough - enough. Fitney looked at him coldly, and she glanced around—surrounded by the gaze of these people, what would she face next?It could be that she would be escorted back to the Kingdom of Luther and then used as a tool for some political end—but those things were not important, she cared about what would happen to Greid—and she listened to the roars of the impulsives of the Holy See, and was afraid that what would happen to Greid...... All kinds of assumptions made her tremble with anger, "What exactly do you want to do?!"
Everything goes back to the original question.
The man in charge of it all, Ed Ansendeir, what the hell is he trying to do?!
"Kill the Apostate and hand over the Holy Sword, and the Holy See will continue to believe in your loyalty. Ed looked at Fitney, "I don't want you to have a bleak future." ”
"You're dreaming. Fitney gritted his teeth, laughing angrily at his words, "I don't believe in Irontia in the first place—my wish is to destroy this ridiculous faith for all of you, if possible." ”
"You don't have a choice. Eddard remained calm.
"Those things don't concern her, she doesn't have to make a choice. Grade's words once again made Fitney feel that part of his choice came from himself—that he had made that pathetic choice for himself?
Fitney clenched his fists: "Grede, there will be other ......"
"That man is disappearing!" Before the word "method" could be spoken, one of the Papal warriors who was closely observing all this exclaimed, and Fitney immediately turned her head, and like them, she saw the body of the long-haired magician with long blue blue "penetrating" by the light that had been shed—he was disappearing.
Valrhona herself is a dragon named Fafnir, and Fitnair can't understand why she's been around for so long - there must be certain conditions, and the same is true for Merlin, who doesn't exist entirely by magic - a certain setting that exists when he is "upgraded" as a summoning system.
When the Sword of Kings returns, it will be when he disappears.
"Merlin......" A hint of panic flashed in Fitney's eyes - she could stand here straight, thinking that there was some room for her, even if she was dizzy from the ensuing events, she could still endure it, relying on Merlin's power - but he was about to disappear when the Sword of Kings returned.
Fitney felt like she was on the verge of despair, but the panic on her face was fleeting—there was clearly nothing she could do, except that her personality made her more silent and determined the more urgent she was.
"It's too late, your friend looks like he's going to disappear?" Eddard didn't know where Merlin came from - but he understood that Fitney's help had limitations, and he saw Merlin's limitations.
All favorable conditions were on him, as if they had always been.
Merlin saw the change in Fitney's expression clearly, and did not speak—he slowly opened his hands, the surge of mana was not controlled by anyone, and those who had accumulated mana to attack Grede were surprised to find that their mana was taken away—they converged behind Merlin, gradually condensed into golden magic, and slowly formed the outline of a door behind him.
"What kind of spell is this?"
"My magic has been drained!
"No ......"
……
Compared to those who panicked, those who studied magic had a different view, and their faces showed more or less surprise - even Clarence. The door was an important thing—they could guess what it was about—but it was unbelievable.
"It's ...... Spatial spells?, just a magician?" Christie expressed the disbelief first, her scarred hand covering her mouth wide open.
The papal seekers, though surprised, quickly tried to prevent the door from fully forming—but they were either unable to use their magic powers, or were blocked by the wind summoned by Merlin—which was even more terrifying, and he was able to summon something else distractedly.
Merlin stood in front of the door, but he was not aware of the disappearance.
"You can get out of here, Lonnay, but you're the only one - that boy stopped the spell from spreading, and that's all I can do here. Merlin looked at Ed meaningfully as he said to Fitney, "As he said, you have to make a choice. ”