Blood stained the marble floor of the trial hall. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn. Selina's knife was quite resolute, not giving herself the slightest room to live, she was ready to die, even after she lost her breath, her hands still clenched the handle of the knife, and she did not let go.

The Pope had stepped down from the high terrace and walked over to the middle-aged woman, who had taken her own severance. The fluctuations of magic were transmitted to Selina's body through the Pope's gloved hands and the cross he held, but because Selina had destroyed her heart so completely, even the Pope himself could not save her.

"Is this a good thing you did?" Although the Pope's eyes fell on Serena's corpse, everyone could hear that he was speaking to Julian, who was standing not far away.

"That's right, I secretly passed the dagger to her just now. Julian didn't hide it at all, and admitted very cheerfully.

"You've broken your promise. The Pope put away the cross, stood up, and said.

"No, I didn't break the agreement. For I never remember to promise you to stay alive. Julian replied coldly, "And you've wiped out all the core members of the 'woods', but whether it's life or death, you only get corpses in the end, and this woman is naturally no exception." It's too whimsical to want to use a third-rate heresy trial show to use her against your own master? ”

The silver mask turned to look directly at Julian, and the voice from behind the mask sounded unpleasant: "Julian, don't be too presumptuous. ”

"Wait a minute!" the conversation between the Pope and Julian made the third person present burst into water, and Sixtus hurriedly left his chair, came to the Pope's side, pointed at Julian, and said to the Pope in a trembling voice, "His Majesty, this sinner is he...... What the hell is going on?"

"Sixtus, with immediate effect, expunges one of Julian Rousseau's charges and records, restores his reputation, and promotes Julian Rousseau to the rank of Knight of Blessing, replacing the traitor Myron. Looking at Sixtus's dazed look, the Pope raised his voice a few decibels slightly, "Don't you understand? Julian Rousseau was able to crack the spy network that Duris had planted in the Holy See. ”

"He, he!" Sextus pointed at Julian, stunned, apparently beyond Sixtus's acceptance.

"Hmph, it's a shame that you're a big celebrity around the Pope, and you still believe that he was inspired by a god to destroy the 'woods' organization. Julian sneered at Ssixtus, and then he ignored the surprised presiding judge, walked over to Selena's body, and crouched down, "I'm sorry. I'm the mole you suspected. You don't know until you die that the person you have been trying to save is the one who will eventually bury you completely. ”

The Pope walked up behind Julian and tapped him on the shoulder with his hand: "O Julian, mercy and sympathy should be reserved for the innocent." ”

Unexpectedly, Julian threw the pope away with one hand and glared at him angrily: "Who are the innocents?

"Julian, don't be rude!" Sixtus pointed at Julian, who was infuriated by his arrogant attitude in front of the Pope.

This move drew Julian's fierce eyes, and Sixtus was stared at coldly.

The Pope waved his hand to Sixtus, signaled to the Arch-Inquisitor not to be foolish, and then said to Julian: "I know that you will have some affection for them for a short time, otherwise you would not have attacked William even though you knew that those two men would surely die." But you should also understand that you can't accomplish great things without sacrificing a little personal affection when necessary. ”

"I don't understand, I don't want to understand, I don't care what your big cause is, and I believe that you have sacrificed all your feelings. Now I just want to find out one thing: I have helped you dismantle the 'woods' organization, and whether the 'great' Pope will deliver on his promises. Julian took two steps back, deliberately distancing himself from the Pope, reminding him that there was only a relationship between us and a transaction.

No one knows what the Pope was thinking behind the silver mask. In Julian's character, it was all the more suspicious that he still maintained the same attitude of reverence towards the Pope as before, after being exposed to so many shady curtains of the Holy Court, and this young man who was carrying a burden disproportionate to his age was not the same kind of person as Sixtus at all, so it was completely expected that he had such a bad attitude towards the Pope at this time. But Sixtus did not think so, and stood by, snickering with ill-willed schadenfreude, expecting the Pope to be provoked by Julian's attitude, and by that time the boy who had so often humiliated him would be well-treated.

However, Sixtus's wishful thinking was wrong. The Pope did not get angry, but calmly said to Julian: "God is in the light, of course the Pope will not break his promise, you will soon see that girl and take her away." ”

"Things have come to this point, do I have any other choice but to believe?" but ......" Julian put down Selina's increasingly cold hand and stood up to look at the Pope with a resolute and intimidating look in his eyes, "I have another thing to do before this, and no one can stop me, not even the Pope!"

At this moment, the air in the judgment hall seemed to freeze, and a cold murderous aura emanated from Julian's body, aggressive! The eight knights who followed the Pope sensed that something was wrong and immediately rushed over and gathered around the Pope.

"Ahh

When the eight knights unveiled their weapons to defend themselves against Julian's attack, they found that things were not what they had imagined. Although Julian was murderous, he was not going to attack the Pope, but the Archinquisitor Sixtus, who stood on the other side.

"Bastard!"

Before Sixtus could figure out what was going on, Julian punched him out of the way, drawing a lone line and falling into the middle of the benches in the back row of the judgment hall.

"Woo-a-......" In the middle of a pile of wooden moiss, Sixtus wailed, moving like a worm on the ground, blood dripping from his nose, mouth, and eyes. Julian's punch just now broke at least two of his ribs.

"Don't you beast like to dominate the lives and deaths of others, don't you enjoy the pleasure of destroying the lives of others?" Julian's terrifying voice came from behind, "I'll let you enjoy enough!" Before he could finish speaking, he kicked Sixtus in the back and threw him all the way away, flying over the area where the dock was and smashing it onto the interrogation table where he was sitting, smashing the table along with the long-backed wooden chair, and even the magic hammer fell to the ground and spun.

But the Judge's nightmare did not end there, and before the hammer had stopped spinning, Julian rushed to his side. Julian grabbed Sixtus by the neck with his right hand and lifted him up.

Poor Sixtus kept kicking his dangling feet, one hand in vain to break Julian's fingers that had locked his throat, and the other hand reached in the direction of the Pope.

"Help me...... Pope...... Cult ......"

Sixtus's cries for help became weaker and weaker, and his vision began to blur due to lack of oxygen, but the Pope stood quite calmly and watched, and even the eight knights beside him did not make any moves.

"I, will, kill, you!"

Julian gritted his teeth and uttered the words word for word, his left hand clenched into an iron fist aimed at Sixtus' head......