When the name of the Inquisitor appeared, the two guards were shocked, and one of them hurriedly handed the spear in his hand to his companion, and then turned and ran towards the mansion, where footsteps were heard in a short time.

"Where? Where are the others? The warden was a middle-aged man with some fortune, and he straightened his cloak and fastened the agate brooch, his hair bald in the middle, but the golden hair on both sides remained, and his hair swayed as his boots stepped on the ground.

"I'm Roderick, the Inquisitor who belongs to the Holy See." Roderick saw the county guard come out, he took out the book he was holding under his arm, opened it and took out a page of parchment from it, which was densely written with the word Saint Lavenda, for this sacred and ancient script, of course, the county guard did not know, but under this page of parchment there was a bright seal pattern with a key cross, which at first glance was the symbol of the Holy See, and there was a string of signatures under the seal pattern.

"Holy Father, bless you, Lord Inquisitor." When the county watchman saw the string of signatures, which were clearly the name of His Majesty the Holy Pope, he quickly knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of Roderick's outstretched right hand reverently.

When Yolanda and the farmer's eldest son in the carriage saw this scene, they were very surprised, they didn't expect that the noble county keeper would actually kneel in front of Lord Roderick, you can imagine how noble Roderick's status is, you must know that the highest governor of the entire county is the county guard.

"Maybe he'll give you a chance to work in a noble family." The farmer's eldest son couldn't help but say to Yolanda excitedly.

"Yes, yes?" Yolanda was a little overwhelmed, and it was extremely rare to be able to work in an aristocratic family, which meant that she would be able to escape the life of a poor serf.

"That's right, you're able to identify herbs, isn't that an excellent ability for nobles?" The farmer's eldest son guessed.

While the two were struggling to guess, Roderick turned and walked back to the carriage, still with an amiable smile on his face, and the farmer's eldest son tugged at the corner of Raherlanda's coat, saying that it should be his guess, and rejoicing in Yolanda's good fortune.

"Alright, everything is arranged, come down!" Roderick smiled at Yolanda, he held out his hand, let Yolanda hold it, and got out of the carriage, treating Yolanda as if he were a noblewoman.

"Thank you, Lord God." The farmer's eldest son prayed secretly that he could even imagine his family about to flourish.

"Alert, vigilant~~." But the farmer's eldest son's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of tight footsteps, and he looked out of the carriage in astonishment, and saw a group of heavily armed soldiers, wearing iron helmets and leather armor, and spears in their hands, rushing out of the county guard's mansion, and at once surrounded the carriage.

"Out, what's wrong?" Yolanda looked horrified at the soldiers around the carriage, their spears aimed at her.

"Witch, you can take off your disguise." By this time, the kind smile on Roderick's face had long since disappeared, and his gaze became cold and stern, and he grasped Yolanda's hand like an iron pincer.

"What, what, I, I'm not." Yolanda only felt the pain in her hands, far less than the shock in her heart, the amiable nobleman in front of her actually accused herself of being a witch, you must know that this crime is extremely terrible, she wanted to withdraw her hand in horror, but to no avail.

"Rowe, Lord Roderick, is there something wrong?" The farmer's eldest son was pale, and he nervously tried to defend himself, but Roderick was unmoved.

"Soldiers, grab them and throw them into the dungeon." The county warden stood behind Roderick, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the soldiers to come forward and arrest Yolanda and the farmer's eldest son.

"Yes." The soldiers immediately rushed up and captured Yolanda and the farmer's eldest son, who were like chickens caught by an eagle.

"Ah, no, for the sake of the Lord God." The farmer's eldest son was dragged out of the carriage, and he had no idea that things would turn out like this, and he shouted loudly in an attempt to save everything, but the people around him only watched curiously, and no one here dared to disobey the orders of the county guard and the inquisition.

"Thankfully, Lord Roderick, you have a discerning eye for truth." Looking at Yolanda and the farmer's eldest son, who had been dragged away, the county guard came to Roderick's side and said to him with a flattering smile on his face.

"Well, the devil will always hide among the good people, just like the hungry wolf hides among the sheep, and it is my duty to discern the hungry wolf and kill it." Roderick's face regained its kindness, and he patted the county guard on the shoulder.

"That's right, that's right." The county guard hurriedly lowered his bald head, he did not dare to look at the terrifying Inquisition.

"However, the appearance of witches in your county is the result of lax faith, and the devil is like a fly, always like to stare at carrion." Roderick's gaze was like that of an eagle, he looked at the county guard in front of him, and beads of sweat oozed from the county guard's bald head, if he was accused of lax faith by the Holy See, he was afraid that his position would be ruined, and if the inquisition thought that he was suspected of heresy, then he might be tied to the pillar of fire.

"No, no, this county is absolutely religious, absolutely religious." The county guard hurriedly said to the Inquisitor Roderick.

"Oh, where's the evidence?" Roderick asked thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, Roderick's carriage set out on a journey, only this time with the addition of a caravan and four soldiers assigned by the county guard to protect the Inquisition.

"Whew~~." At the moment when the carriage departed from the town square, a stake of dry wood was set on fire, and a man and a woman were tied to the stake, they writhed desperately and struggled, but to no avail, and when the executioner, wearing a black pointed mask, raised his torch and set the torch on fire to the dry wood, the flames engulfed the two men at once, and they screamed and struggled at first, but soon there was no sound.

"Burn them, burn witches, burn wizards." The people who watched the burning at the stake shouted excitedly, they raised their fists and cursed, as if they wanted to burn all the misfortunes of their lives with the execution, and some screamed as if they were participating in a carnival.

Billowing black smoke rose from the middle of the town, and Roderick sat quietly in the carriage, opening his book once more, and looking through the pages, his face showing divine piety. Inside the caravan, his servant was counting the silver coins, and in the caravan, in addition to the silver coins placed in the tongs, there was also a box of silverware, and the light shone brightly on the servant's greedy face. 8)

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