Chapter 721: Her Justice

|||->->Sometimes it doesn't matter whether it is just or not, for most people, the money in hand is the most just.

"Every witch hunter must understand that true justice is money in the hand, and money does not distinguish between good and evil. "The master of the Tower Elves emphasizes this every time.

"You take our lives in exchange for money to support your sister, my death doesn't matter what, but you kill my countrymen, I hate you. The last witch grabbed the edge of the cage and glared at the Tower Elf. "Also, do you really think the money bags piled up with the blood of innocent people are so useful? You're going to kill your sister!"

"Shut up, wicked bitch, you don't deserve to talk here. The soldier struck the witch on the back of the head with the bottom of his spear, and after a cloud of blood was dripping, the witch lay on her stomach in the cage and cried.

"We didn't do anything. The witch wept.

"It is up to our God to decide whether to do it or not. The Tower Elf said.

"Is the righteousness in your heart also given to you by your gods?damn it, you monsters with twisted views!Villains!" Another witch angrily stretched out her hand and grabbed a piece of the tower elf's hair, "I curse you! I curse you to eternal disaster!"

The tower elf didn't say a word, and her heart grew painful. Because she didn't want to kill the children either. She was also thinking about something, like "justice", was the so-called justice her own or was it given to her by dogma?

Is dogmatic justice really justice?

The soldier next to him drew his sword and cut off the witch's hand without hesitation. Blood gushed out of the witch's veins, and she screamed and stepped back?

"You killed us, and you killed more than thirty ordinary people waiting to be cured. The third witch said indifferently, "They are ordinary people who don't have the money to receive expensive treatment from the Holy See. Konoe ...... You're too famous, it's not a good thing to be famous, you won't end well. ”

The judgment of the three witches was decided, and when the tower elf learned about it, she felt a large stone sink in her heart, crushing her ancient chest to pieces. On the other hand, fate judged her.

Sure enough, dirty money really can't be used casually, maybe that day is her judgment.

After receiving the funds, the tower elf wants to improve her sister's food today, she is thinner than girls of the same age.

Perhaps it was this thinness that brought unimaginable disasters to her and her sister.

She walked down the street in the backyard of the convent, a rare place for her to meditate. If a witch dies at her hands, she will come to the forest here to feel the rare tranquility.

She would wear plain clothes, no swords and shields, helmets and armor, watch the fallen leaves in the autumn and cool in the summer.

"Where did the girl go?"

"She must be found, not by the guards!"

"Lord Bishop likes the way that girl struggles!"

Someone was searching in the woods, and the tower elf was worried about the bad omen getting heavier and heavier, so instead of sitting on the bench as usual, she hid in the grass on the side.

A figure pounced on her just as she was hiding.

"Fanya?" the tower spirit fainted.

The child dressed as a nun was none other than her sister Fanya. The Tower Elf was not a pedantic knight who knew nothing, and when her gaze scanned the unnatural amount of blood between Fenya's legs, she was furious.

"Who did it. The Tower Elf picked up Fenya.

"There...... It's hell. Fenya said bitterly, "Sister, don't go, give Fenya to them, so that you may still survive." ”

Fenya didn't expect to bump into her sister, but now it seems that it was a matter of time before the two of them were discovered, and no one expected that there would be someone else in this deep backyard forest.

"The reason I survived was because of you. The Tower Elf frowned and said, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"It's the bishop, he ......," Fenya repeated the story, and the bishop said that he would baptize her as an adult, but she didn't expect the bishop's adult baptism to be as the name suggests.

"I went to settle accounts with him. "The Tower Elf's chest hurts so much that he can't breathe. She is the strongest in the whole monastery, and the bishop is the most powerful, and in the Holy See, the strong is not necessarily the powerful.

The Tower Elf knew what she was up against.

In Fenya's mouth, the bishop is in a basement, which is already purgatory on earth.

Witches, innocent girls, monastery girls, a lot of them are there.

Choose to rush out of the backyard and flee with Fenya, or make up for your mistakes to save the children who were locked up. Tower Elves are faced with a choice.

"Is the righteousness in your heart also given to you by God?"

Perhaps there is a third option.

The Tower Elf closed her eyes, and in a short time she had made her decision.

She found an ancient tree that was a huge one, and left the terrified Fenya inside.

"Sister, I'm in pain right now. Fenya grabbed the tower elf's sleeve, "I hope you can come back soon, safely." ”

And the pursuer, who had a hunch that Fenya seemed to be unable to find for a while, changed his tone, and they changed his tone to "Hunt down Fenya, who is suspected of having an affair with a witch, and may have betrayed a witch."

That's when the Tower Elf realized how wrong she had been.

Whether it is a witch or not turns out to be just a matter of a word from the Holy See.

It turns out that the justice she upholds is a matter of one sentence.

The Tower Elf felt pain in her heart, because she knew that Fenya was not a witch, and even if she was a witch, she would never do anything to hurt anyone.

That kid is a timid child who only cries after being hurt!!

The Tower Elf's heart was shattered in agony.

She strangled a lone man with all her might, and as all eyes turned to her, the Tower Elf drew the sword she had always considered the most "righteous".

The strong black fighting aura rushed to her forehead like smoke, the black shadow of fear and delusion, and the sorrowful roar on the verge of despair, at that moment, it was vividly expressed by her evolved aura.

Desperate Knight.

The halo rises.

The greater the disparity between the enemy and the enemy, the stronger the power of the Tower Elves. When the enemy she faces is 10,000, then she, the "one", will be infinitely stronger.

"The current tower elves are also considered powerful in the Holy See. Abay, who was stepping on the witch's broom, said coldly, "This guy has been punished as he deserves, and now it's time for us to rescue the other poor girls." ”

"Lianli, this time it's not just the witch, everyone else has to be saved. Abaylou reminded.

"Understood. Lianli nodded.

After investigation, the prisoners had eight points, thanks to the rampage of the "guards", the eight witches arranged by Abailou performed their duties, if nothing went wrong, when all the people in the eight places were rescued, the siege troops ordered by Abailou would also arrive.

Now, it's time for him to appear. Abailou smiled cruelly, and a black shadow appeared that was more than ten times darker than the "guard" on the ground.

"It's not easy to find you, and now is the time to pay the price. Abaylou said coldly.

He wasn't going to save the "guard", the guy should pay for his actions, but he would save her sister.

When Abay opened his hands, countless hot and intense meteorites fell, burning the army all over the ground into green mud.

The Tower Elf raised her sword, and she wept.

"Abaylou, there is a ninth place. The Tower Elf said.

There's no ninth place in the intelligence. Abay Lou came interested.

"It must be there. The tower elf said coldly, "The cone of the High Priest." There may indeed be heinous criminals there, and likewise, there are absolutely innocent prisoners...... I am willing to make a way for you to make amends for my sins. The justice in my heart cannot be changed with a single word. ”

"Sacrifice. The tower elf said bitterly, "I must die in this battle to make amends for my mistake." ”

"Whatever you want. Take me to the ninth place. "Abaylou's scythe took life after life, and his eyes were so determined that the severed arm could not make him blink once.

Faced with his dark eyes hidden in the river of red blood, most of them chose to retreat. The Tower Elf was in a complicated mood, and she gradually learned that Abay Lou really deliberately spared her life.

Someone as powerful as this, killing her on the battlefield would only require a bow draw to end her ridiculous and drifting life.

"Because even if I kill you, it will not affect the pace of the Holy See's persecution of witches, I want to see if the Holy See will treat believers like witches. Now it seems, I made the right bet. Abaylou laughed like a demon. "At least for now, you've made your own choices. ”

Without the Tower Elve, Abaylou would not have been able to find this Holy See stronghold so quickly.

When news came from the witches, the army on standby in the distance ignited the hot oil in the trebuchet and began their attack, all pointing to the monastery in the city.

The hidden chains were found by the Tower Elves.

"I originally thought this was just a prison, but what happened today changed my three views. I'm starting to get skeptical. The tower elf angrily pulled the chains, and the gloomy and heavy iron door opened, and before the fishy aura in the iron door could disperse, a long arrow flew out of the narrow passage and went straight to the tower elf's chest.

When Abaylou used his attack to stop the arrest team that appeared, these guys, each of whom was similar to the "guard", were quite tricky, and it was impossible to kill them instantly.

The arrow that stretched out should have been shot into Abaylou's chest, but it didn't work, and neither did the traitor "Guard".

But no one thought of it......

The Tower Elf held the small corpse of the arrow in her arms, unable to keep her sanity.

This girl, who didn't even say a word before she died, and didn't know where she came out, is really dead.

"Fenya......" Tower Elf holds her sister's corpse.

"Curse. ”

"I curse you. ”

Those witches had said so.