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At first, the soldiers simply sarcastically 'Old White is too nervous,' but then their faces turned impatient, and just as they were about to suspect White, they saw him take a large set of keys out of his pocket...... There were more than twenty of them, and he tried them one by one as if he couldn't find the right key, and he dropped the key to the ground several times along the way.

White tries to buy time for his other companions, and is worried about opening the dungeon but not seeing Loria.

He didn't want to die here.

The sound of rusting metal came from the steel-forged gate, and White still couldn't imagine that Loria could pass through it, and the soldiers behind him were already impatient, and they pushed him away and squeezed him down.

White squeezed out a death-like expression, went underground, and saw Loria, who was being escorted, wink at him and smile, and his heart hung again - fortunately, no one noticed Loria's small movements.

Dragged the chestnut with his head down in a pretended reckless way, White followed at the back of the escort procession, all the while planning what was supposed to happen this morning...... At the junction leading to the Chapel lies an ambush of the most determined and loyal warriors, who will kill the guards and rescue Loria if things change...... However, this insurance was no longer in use, and Renault temporarily instructed them to go around the other side.

Temporary changes kept messing up the plans, but at this time White was not afraid, he did not think about the consequences of failure, and just stared blankly at Loria's small but seemingly determined back.

Probably going to work, right?

……

"I can't take it anymore...... I'm going to report to the commander! ”

As they stood in the cloister and watched from afar as the soldiers set up the trial hall, Deborah suddenly began to sob, and her voice grew louder and louder, even attracting the attention of others. "I've done so many bad things, I've betrayed the Light!"

Ragnes gripped Deborah's shoulders tightly, his fingertips seemed to sink into her muscles, and the latter temporarily regained his senses due to the pain, and then he let go of his hand, "What's wrong with you, are you cringing at the end of the day?" ”

"I've never been afraid of death, I'm just ...... Just feeling the pain. Deborah looked at Ragnes's face, it was hard to tell what it was, she took a few deep breaths, calmed herself, and muttered in a desperate tone, "Let's go and turn ourselves in, the commander will forgive us." ”

She herself knew that this was just a wish, and that they would surely be executed by Renault with many of her companions, a man who would not tolerate betrayal.

"Are you crazy?" Ragnes grim-faced as he dragged Deborah into a hidden corner, where the latter staggered after as if he had lost his autonomy.

"I'm not crazy, it's you who are crazy, you always say you want to change, but I don't see any change, you're just replacing one sin with another." Deborah suddenly resisted, and she stared at Ragnes with resentment, "I was deceived by you!" You devil! I will accuse you of your sins! Abidale and Hayden! You killed them because they didn't want to betray their faith! ”

"Don't be stupid, war always requires sacrifice." Ragnes was expressionless and calm, "Renault and Whitemane will only lead the crusade to destruction, and the recalcitrant must pay the price." ”

Deborah first stared at Ragnes's face with resentment, and then gradually became emotional again, she tried to push him away, but was constantly blocked, and finally, the whole person was hugged.

Ragnes was a little strange about Deborah's change, she actually stopped struggling, even the crying stopped.

"Let's get out of here, and flee to the south now." Deborah whispered in his ear, "I forgive you, let's run away together." ”

Lagenis shook his head in silence, Deborah, who had always been his right-hand man, had collapsed at this moment.

She has become an obstacle to change.

Disappointment, pain, or hatred? Lagnis watched as Deborah's eyes widened as she slowly fell, the poisoned dagger stuck in her heart, a little lost, but it was a responsibility he had to bear.

For Loria? Mograine swept away the first few obstacles, and Ragnes felt tired, so he sat down on the ground next to the corpse of his companion in a no-man's corner.

……

Riotus stunned the veteran soldier with his shield who was always chattering about how delicious strawberries were in his hometown, and he didn't bother to hide them, and immediately turned around and manipulated the complex magic array.

He knew almost nothing about magic, and his proficiency at the moment was the result of countless nights of memorizing operating rules, but thanks to the suspicious Renault's removal of the portal's guards, he had the opportunity to infiltrate with the help of his fellow villagers.

Scattering the numbered materials from the bag on the dark red magic array, Riotus felt awkward, he never thought that one day he would rely on magic instead of a two-handed sword to protect the eldest lady...... Tearing through the expensive enshrined scroll, he felt something rush out of the worn parchment and burrow into the circle beneath his feet, and in a moment, the dark red magic circle lit up, making a squeaking sound on the iron arcs at both ends.

The purple arcs of electricity scurried around, denser and denser, and finally joined together, and the portal was opened, and before the light could subside, blurred figures appeared in front of his eyes.

"Big sister."

Riotus bowed respectfully to the man who walked in front.

……

The rising sun, which had just been hiding behind the clouds, was completely lost at this moment, and the dense and thick dark clouds pressed on everyone's heads.

Loria jumped very cooperatively onto the table prepared for her, and she wondered whether the weather was good or bad—though more convenient for her compatriots, it was a little gloomy and not suitable for the speech she was about to make.

She should have stood in the middle of the rays of light, letting the morning sun shine on her, so that she would have looked holy and reliable.

Mistakes and confusion would be corrected, a new order would be raised, and she regretted that it was not the time for day and night, and as much as she hated the rising sun, others would like it.

She nodded to people she knew or didn't know, whether they supported her or Renault, she looked like she was about to give a speech, not at all like a sinner to be judged, the chestnuts were tied not far from her, and she noticed that the poor little girl was looking at her in alarm, afraid of being hurt again.

Human dignity should no longer be trampled on, freedom from fear is as necessary as air.

The man who slowly walked down the stairs was no longer her blood relative, but the spokesperson of fear, and today, she was going to take her place! (To be continued.) )