CH.114 Witches Are To Be Judged?

"It turns out that it's good-looking, is it convenient?"

- Frey

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"Well, Mistress Frey, wouldn't it be strange for me to dress like this?"

Joanna, who was completely transformed by Elizabeth, pulled the hem of her pure white skirt and brushed her long hair with her fingers, and she was a little unaccustomed to this new dress. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Also...... It's not bad, it's good. ā€

Frey's face flushed slightly, and he stammered a little for some reason.

"Just not bad?" Elizabeth looked at Frey meaningfully and smiled, then snorted again, "I don't know who just came in and saw that his eyes were straight, and he even stammered when he spoke~ Tut-tut." ā€

"Uh...... This ......" Elizabeth's taunt made Frey even more embarrassed, not knowing how to proceed.

Facing the squeaky Frey, Joanna, who was originally a little unconfident, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Lord Frey, are you really stunned? If Master Frey likes it, will Joanna stay with you every day from now on? ā€

"Eh, eh! Joanna! How can you be like this! Frey, who was molested, didn't expect Joanna to tease herself like this, and looked at Elizabeth with disgust, "Joanna, you should stay away from women in the future, it's too dangerous." ā€

"Cut, Sister Joanna won't listen to you."

Elizabeth walked directly to Joanna, and immediately took Joanna into her arms, and pressed Joanna, who was only as tall as her chest, into her arms.

This time, Joanna didn't have the previous resistance, and even took the initiative to hug Elizabeth, "Sister Elizabeth." ā€

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Seeing the harmony of the two sisters, Frey couldn't bear to cover his face, he didn't expect that his reminder was too late, and he didn't expect Elizabeth to have completely successfully taught Joanna in a short period of time before.

Still, that's whatever, at least the effect Frey wants.

Even Frey, who would have been stunned at first sight, would have been someone else.

Or face it, eye to eye, with the light blue magic power that is as soft as the hands all over the body, I am afraid that it has already made the face of the person receiving treatment red and ear prickly, and the whole body is numb.

Frey nodded affirmatively, turned around and shouted outside, "Someone, send me a message to judge the witch." ā€

"Huh? Trial? Mistress Frey? How so! ā€

Joanna, who was trained in Elizabeth's arms, was awakened by a shock when she heard Frey's remarks about killing the witch, and she didn't expect Frey to do such a thing.

But when he looked at Frey, there was no joke on his face, only a little bad smile.

"Sister Elizabeth, help me!"

Joanna, who called for help, turned to Elizabeth again, and her two little hands were so anxious that she pulled at Elizabeth's clothes, and she was about to cry.

But I saw Elizabeth also smirk, and gently stroked Joanna's head with her hand, "Good, go." ā€

"Woohoo! How so! Even Sister Elizabeth ......"

Before Joanna could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened with a bang, and the four crusaders also walked straight in, scared Joanna so that her feet went limp, and she sat on the ground.

……

The news of the witch trial, one by ten, ten by hundred, word of mouth, spread explosively in the H fortress like a virus.

In a few moments, a large crowd rushed towards the place of trial.

As he walked, he talked with a little pleasure, and he could see a little glint in his eyes.

"Those guys who eat our military bills have finally done something."

"Hey, Judge Witch, it's been a long time since I've seen it."

"yes, yes, damn witch, that's a real delight."

"Did you say this time was burned at the stake? If you kill it directly, it will be too boring. ā€

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But when a large crowd of people rushed to see the scene at the place of trial, it was completely unexpected.

"Isn't it a witch trial? How the hell is this, what the hell are those garbage soldiers doing! ā€

"Deceive the people! It's an unforgivable sin! ā€

"Eh, but the woman on stage seems to be pretty too." A young man noticed.

"Really? Where, where, let me see. A large crowd also craned their necks and looked through the gaps in the soldiers guarding the perimeter to maintain order.

"Uh-huh! It's so cute! That white dress! ā€

"Kind of like my sister!"

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In an instant, when I saw Joanna on the stage, the scolding crowd forgot what they were here for in the first place, their eyes were straight, they were swallowing, they were laughing and talking with others, and they were too busy.

Joanna on the stage also glanced at Frey and Elizabeth in the audience.

The tear stains left by the two of them crying before can still be seen a little bit.

Offstage, the soldiers who had been in the battle before, wrapped in bandages and hand rests, looked extremely miserable, and some even lay on stretchers like mummies.

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing the chaos of the so-called witch trial, I don't know what to do anymore, and the crowd of onlookers began to be a little restless.

But for Joanna's sake, none of them dispersed, just wanted to see what this little angel-like girl was going to do.

The trial site was crowded, and Frey, seeing that the crowd was almost crowded, waved his hand at several soldiers in the audience.

The two soldiers nodded in response, and then lifted the stretcher on which a mummy-like figure lay down and walked onto the stage.

"What the hell is this for? But the guy on the stretcher is too miserable. ā€

The crowd speculated, and at the same time expressed some innocuous sympathy for the mummified wounded.

"If you're injured like this, you probably have to lie in bed for the rest of your life, right?"

"Eh, poor huh."

……

"Snap"

The two soldiers laid down the stretcher in front of Joanna.

Joanna also knelt down beside the mummified wounded, closing the distance between the two.

Stretching out her hands, a light blue magic power skillfully floated out of Joanna's palm, gently wrapping around the wounded's body.

"Uh-huh! Such a cute girl! Is it a witch! ā€

"Why is it not locked up! This is too irresponsible! What if it hurts us! ā€

Seeing the light blue magic, the onlookers all subconsciously took a step back.

Just when the crowd was about to scold, the mummy wounded, who was lying motionless on the stretcher like a dead man, suddenly sat up and looked at his hand that had completely recovered in disbelief.

"Huh? That's good? It's too fast, isn't it? ā€

The crowd froze, and took another step forward, their eyes wide open, their necks stretched, just to see if this was true.

I saw that the mummy wounded person excitedly held Joanna's small hands, and was very grateful, "Thank you!" Thank you for saving me! ā€

When he stepped down, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and in front of everyone, he jumped up and down like a fool, and was very surprised by the sudden recovery of his body.

Joanna on the stage also covered her mouth and smiled faintly, with the white dress on her body, like a kind little angel.

"Healing? Is this really a witch? ā€