"Don't underestimate the decisiveness of force, sometimes it can solve everything quickly, right?"

-- Source

……

"I heard that the original saint is going to be put to death?"

"Well, it is said that the saint left the temple without permission and had a man outside, and her chastity was not guaranteed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Nonsense, what I learned is that the saint wandered outside and was engraved with the mark of a slave, sold to humans, and used as a plaything!"

"Isn't that worse, the Holy Maiden has been completely desecrated?"

Gossip is rife on the streets, and it is no longer limited to taverns.

Gen held his chin and groaned. Slave sigils? He really didn't know that there was this, so he helped Biyan remove it if he knew it. It seems that it is too late, and the girl doesn't know how to tell him.

It seems that the search for the strong man is going to be put on hold for the time being.

The temple is full of splendor and holiness.

Now, the saint will be executed. Simply because she was forcibly inscribed with the mark of a slave.

On weekdays, he has compassion for slaves and others, but he cannot forgive his own people.

Really... I can't understand religion or something!

According to the information gathered from the source, the day of execution was set at dusk three days later.

Yuan's plan is very simple, simple and crude to save people.

He is a demon, the opposite camp. It shouldn't be a surprise to rob the Holy Maiden, right?

For three days, I went to lay out something in a place where I was not familiar with life and language, or spare him... Force can sometimes decide everything quickly, right?

……

At sunset, fiery red clouds tossed and turned on the hot body.

"The original saint of the Elven Temple, Biyan, left the Elven Forest without permission and was reduced to a slave outside, which has already defiled the holiness of the gods, and today she is sentenced again and burned at the stake!"

Dressed in a milky white holy priest's robe, he dragged straight to the ground. The judge stood in front of the stake and read it out with a blank face.

The stake was burned in the square in front of the temple, and a large crowd was accumulated.

The pale and feeble maiden was helplessly tied to it. Without the slightest struggle, she knew she couldn't escape. ... Perhaps this was God's punishment for her.

Punish her for her former stubbornness

Punish her for abandoning Tren

Punish...

I'm going to die... But she found that a young and confident figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

He is always laughing, sometimes lazy, and acting unreasonably.

The man didn't care and paid a whopping price of one million gold coins to buy her, saving her from the ravages of the human aristocracy.

That man ignores the rules and hates slavery.

That man had no concept of master and servant at all, and when he passed through the dangerous kingdom of the undead, he even carried a seriously ill slave all the time.

When the slave was seriously ill, the man spoke words of encouragement to make her strong.

That person...

The tear ducts suddenly throbbed unnaturally, and the girl wanted to wipe away her tears.

"People will always die, what matters is the way to live now!" The sonorous voice seemed to come to mind again.

It's always keeping me strong... However, it can no longer be done.

"I thought there would be no complaints about dying like this... But I can't seem to stop him... Hehe" The corners of the girl's eyes glistened with crystal tears, the corners of her mouth pursed a sad smile, and she was a little choked to herself.

……

Everyone looked at them with indifferent expressions. Without mercy and sympathy, no one felt that there was nothing wrong with a young girl being punished in this way.

Everyone is waiting for the moment when the stake will be burned.

... Except for a white figure.

"Now, burn at the stake .. Open.. Belch! ”

The inquisitor could not pronounce a final verdict before he was knocked away by a white flame.

Everyone's faces froze, and before doubts were born, a white breath leaked, and immediately made fear already come to their hearts.

The breath of the abyss, after the white flames crashed into the Inquisitor, burst out furiously.

The white flame is like the king of King's Landing, slowly swinging with the wind. Like armor in the flames, a pair of deep eyes are revealed.

"Evil, devil!" The howl echoed in the sky, and the crowd scattered in panic like birds and beasts.

"Demon, dare to come to my temple to offend the sacrificial punishment, today is the day of your purification!" Several figures suddenly appeared, and the shot was a cold one-handed hammer, whistling.

"The miscellaneous fish have kept me away, and the temple has fallen defenselessly. It's only now that some of these goods have arrived. ”

White Flame's words of contempt spread in all directions.

Several knights' one-handed hammers were easily flicked away by Bai Yan, and when they heard this, their faces turned red with anger.

'White Pole Flame'

Silently, the chains that bound the slender arms broke slightly.

"Huh?"

The girl's pale face was incredulous, and she thought that the demon would kill her without any resistance. I didn't expect to burn only the chains.

"Biyan, give you 30 seconds, be mentally prepared to follow me."

The girl didn't understand, but she judged the owner of the familiar voice.

It's the source...!

"Come with me, and get ready to be the public enemy of the Elves." No choice is given in the discourse.

Bai Yan waved his fingers easily, fiddling with the flames to block the few knights who wanted to break in, and he didn't look back.

The girl knows, yes, if you choose to go with him. She is bound to become an evil shrine maiden who colludes with demons to sneak up on the temple.

But the brilliance of the saint has long since deviated from the trajectory of her life, even if she is named like that?

The girl didn't speak, but hugged Bai Yan tightly from behind. Gently snuggled your face against your back.

Demonic flames, a little... It's not hot.

Yes, just warmth and gentleness.

"Aren't you afraid of being burned by me?"

Yuan gently patted the reckless girl's hand, and then hugged the girl's waist. Carrying the girl on his back, he turned into a white line and broke directly into the edge of the horizon.

……

"Bang!"

The scepter was slammed hard, and the floor creaked and groaned.

"Is your faith what makes you let go of demons like this!"

"Loose like this, what are the high-ranking priests doing!"

Stendhal's head was bruised, and he stared at the knights and priests who were leaning in front of him.

"Back to the Bishop, the demon came too suddenly, the Elven Forest has not invaded the demon for a thousand years..."

"But luckily he didn't cause any casualties, just..."

One pastor hesitated.

"Just what?" A cold voice came from the old kind white robe, and the priest shivered.

"It's just that the saint was taken away by the demon..."

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! What a shame does this make for the Temple! ”

"Your Excellency, please calm your anger... Biyan Holy Maiden colluded with the demon and attacked the temple, but fortunately, the temple was guarded in time, but the demon failed to succeed and returned with a feather... What do you think? A priest hurriedly flattered.

Stendhal's expression softened a little, and he took a long breath and said, "Pass it on, and tomorrow I will let 'this matter' all over the city." ”

"Yes!"