Although Hatsuizumi was locked up in prison, she was not idle, and kept instructing Southwark how to hide, for the time being, he couldn't get out of the city, but fortunately, Chuquan was distracted to help him, and with the size of a child, he could always find a place to hide.

Because of Chuquan's acquiescence, she was "intact" before she was burned at the stake.

As if to preserve "tradition", she was soon burned at the stake, the most traditional of kinds, a high shelf with a pile of firewood underneath.

She thought she would be stoned, but the priests were self-proclaimed civilized, so how could they do the same as the civilians? They just raised their heads in unison and looked at the play with indifferent eyes.

The sky was as blue as ever, and there was not even a trace of clouds, so I thought that if it was a rainy day, I would not have chosen to be burned at the stake.

The priest was still at the forefront, his face full of hatred and could hardly pick out the falsehood, and if someone who did not know the truth saw it, he might really believe that there was some old grudge between the two men.

He tried to see the fear and flinching on Hatsuizumi's face, much to his disappointment, Hatsuizumi didn't even change his expression, and he thought triumphantly that maybe she had resigned herself to her fate.

As he had thought so, the corners of the lips of the pale woman, who had been shackled and escorted by several strong men, hooked for a moment, and the priest almost thought it was his delusion, for when he looked at it again, the blond-haired woman had become a loveless woman.

In an inconspicuous corner, the boy bit his lower lip tightly and watched the woman being carried to a high platform. He thought, almost resentfully.

"Witches don't get burned that easily." Hatsuizumi's voice suddenly came into his head, and Southhek almost cried out, "You are still saying such things, why don't you deny that you are not a witch?" ”

"Why deny it, no matter what time I look at it, I am an out-and-out 'witch'." Southwark couldn't understand why, at this point, Hatsuizumi could still speak in such an eeriely laughing voice.

"I'm going to survive, it's just that it's hard for me to survive by which way."

"You've believed me so many times, so it's okay to believe it one more time." At this moment, the first spring has been sent to the high platform, and the thick firewood has been poured with layers of oil.

The beautiful woman held her head high and her eyes pierced.

She had barely raised her head during the previous interrogation, and the Pope had not seen a woman's face with his own eyes, but at this moment, on the platform next to him, he finally saw her face clearly, and then cried out as if he had been electrocuted.

"His Majesty the Pope?" Seeing his anomaly left and right, he spoke cautiously.

"No...... No, nothing. His hand gripping the scepter trembled slightly.

The girl was so much like the other protagonist of his only affair all those years ago, that his heart that had been dormant for years beat with fear - if Arena really ...... If it was true, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a little difficult breathing.

If it was really his own daughter who was going to be burned to death...... The Pope's self-proclaimed cold heart also began to crack slightly.

"It's all ready, Your Majesty." The waiter reminded in a whisper.

He nodded subconsciously, "This may be the thing I regret the most in my life," the Pope thought vaguely.

It was suddenly dark, which made everyone look up, and the clouds were gathering faster than they could comprehend.

A real bolt of lightning streaked across the sky with a violent sound.

This unexpected storm extinguished all the flames,

Suddenly a deep voice sounded in the ears of the clergy:

"Let the heavens droop, come down to your own devices, touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

Send forth lightning to scatter them, and shoot your arrows to cause them to be troubled. ”

Then the bucket-thick lightning struck the crowd, causing them to take a step back.

I don't know when her shackles have disappeared, and the fierce wind blows the woman's long golden hair, she slowly scans the crowd below, and raises her voice:

"The kingdom of heaven is at hand, and repent."

The darkness below fell to her knees, whether sincere or not, and at the moment she was deeply afraid of the power of nature that Hatsuizumaki was manipulating—if she went crazy and let the lightning strike the crowd, it would not be a matter of being frightened.

Hatsuizumi took a few steps in the direction of the Pope and said, "May I ask Your Majesty the Pope, am I still guilty?" "I didn't expect the Pope to smile, is it frightened? Hatsuizumi thought a little puzzled.

As a result, it was naturally Hatsuizumi who swaggered out of the Holy City with Southwark.

Southwark felt that Hatsuquan had almost supported the weight of his body on his body, but his face was full of energy. Not long after leaving the city, Hatsuizumi pulled him into the woods for a while, and her body shook, and finally she fell.

Southwark hurried to probe her breathing, and the girl's eyes were closed, but her breathing was steady, and she was relieved that she was just asleep.

He gradually became more and more surprised by such a scene, although he didn't know what the principle was, but he didn't care.

There was a rustle of trees behind him, and Southwark hurriedly turned his head, it was the ghostly priest, after the first spring showed a "miracle", he lost face after Southwark thought that he could finally stop, but he didn't expect him to follow the path of the first spring, all the way here.

At this moment, the hideous light on the skin of this already unattractive face made Southwark slowly touch the sword behind him.

The priest laughed maniacally, the shrill sound sending a shiver down the spine as he tightened his grip on the sword behind his back.

"What a miracle! But you're a ...... man's magic," he seemed to think of something very pleasant, and his tone couldn't help but soften a little, "But you're not at the mercy of others now, what, why doesn't God save you again now?" The priest spat in disgust.

He didn't take Southwark seriously at all, what could such a young child do? What's more, now he only has this "Arena" in his eyes, who has caused him to lose all his glory, and he stretches out his hands and pinches towards Hatsuizumi's neck.

Then the tall body froze, his eyes widened, and he looked down to see a swarthy blade piercing through his chest.

Southwark drew his sword, and the priest's body shook and fell to the lawn, blood splattering from the wound staining the blades of grass red.

The priest reluctantly reached out his hand, as if he wanted to drag Hatsuizumi to hell with him.

In disgust, Southwark moved the spring aside, and the priest's last hope was disappointed.

The boy with the chestnut curly hair looked at the lifeless body below, and his eyes were full of indifference.

He had a gut feeling that this wasn't a good trend, but the thought was only for a moment, and Southwark quickly turned his gaze back to Hatsuizumi.

What do you do with the body from being found? The boy thought, walking very briskly.

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The Book of Revelation and the Gospel of John.

The Sims are so fun...... It's just that the mother of the card doesn't know anymore.,Is it really good that the game was so stuck three years ago......