Carnet's horrific idea was unfounded after all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info, but it felt so real to him.

But speculation is speculation after all.

Think about it another way, if the Holy See just doesn't worry about them, why don't you keep them locked up until they really can't control the blood of witches before they are executed?

Presumably, the Holy See knows that the blood of witches can be controlled, and it will hardly get out of control.

But faith needs to make everyone hate witches.

So at the age of sixteen, when the witch's blood began to exert its magical powers, he killed them directly.

That's probably the truth.

In other words, it's good.

It is a pity that they died very unjustly.

It's like being unreasonable in some places where Aya is going to be arrested and have her blood collected for flesh (Lucina).

Through such propaganda by the Holy See, it is said that the reason for not killing witches before the age of sixteen is humanitarian, so that their lives will not end too early.

So the image of the Holy See is very good. Everyone thinks that the church is really merciful, and they are even tolerant of witches.

Carnett did not want to criticize the church's practices. Because religion will more or less have such actions to strengthen its image.

Just thinking about it, Canette felt sorry for Ash again.

The girl on the execution table...... It's hopeless. She was definitely going to die on it after three long days.

She's pathetic, there's no way around it.

It's just that Ash still has a chance.

It's a shame that this opportunity is still not something I can decide to take.

But even if you are a bystander, you have to be valuable.

"I ...... I was wrong...... Please, let me ...... Die soon......" The girl was still begging weakly for mercy, but her words were no clearer than muttering to herself. The more she begged for mercy, the more excited people became.

Some even started throwing stones at girls. One of the stones struck the girl on the forehead, and a streak of blood began to flow down her head, slightly dyeing her blonde hair.

This stone-throwing practice was quickly stopped. for fear that they would beat the girl to death. The girl seemed to faint briefly from the stones in her head, but was immediately awakened by the magic that prevented her from escaping the pain.

It's a good thing the paladins didn't use buckets to do this, otherwise the cold water would have made the wound more painful.

There is one thing to note.

That's the rumor of tongue-biting suicide that is rife in some areas.

But in fact, it is impossible to lose too much blood or suffocate as a result.

Biting your tongue will prevent you from killing yourself at all because of nervous system feedback.

So there's no need to think about that at all. There is no need to keep your mouth shut.

Canette didn't want to look any further. He felt like he had seen enough. That's pretty much it.

...... I also fully understand the necessity of this execution here.

Canette wasn't hoping Ash would survive right now. Because I don't have the right to decide such a thing.

He hoped that the child would not be like the girl who was now impaled on the cross. There is no real loneliness than having relatives right in front of them, but they are so distant and indifferent.

Zerata Albert - the paladin hesitated, and Carnet knew how hard it was to decide.

It's just that I don't know what Ash thinks right now.

Not being able to bring back her father's reply, I don't know how disappointed Ash was.

"Gone, Al. Canette tugged at the reins and turned to leave: "We have to go." ”

"......" Al was still standing in place, his eyes glowing red.

In the eyes of the crowd watching the execution, even the Dire, which usually has a high rate of return, seems to have become unworthy of attention.

"What do you want to do, Al?" said Cannett, frowning.

"......" Al ignored Carnet.

"Hey, you're ......"

Before Canette could say anything more, Al left a line on the ground: I'm absorbing the essence of despair.

"Dire's hobby......" Canette had to let her go a little longer, "Hurry up." ”

Dire horses can absorb the negative emotions of fear and despair, and are particularly good at creating nightmares and illusions.

"There's a lot of power in the Essence of Despair. Canette thought for a moment, and it seemed that Al had been doing this since the onlookers were executed. It was only interrupted once when he moved positions with Cannet.

"Alright, let's go. Al magically left a new line on the ground and turned away.

But on the way, he stopped again.

Canette knew why Al had stopped, as he had heard the faint sound of conversation.

It seemed to be the voice of an old man and a middle-aged woman in the next room.

"Dad, I heard the cheers and screams in the square. Are you still not going to see the execution?" asked the woman, as if packing up something.

"Hmph, what's there to see. The old man's voice, though shriveled and deprived, could still hear a hint of anger and helplessness.

His mood seemed to be very sad.

"But you're not a witch...... Killed a lot of family members. The woman's tone was puzzled.

"Fart. Again, it's just that witch that I hate, not these innocent girls who haven't done anything. The old man was indignant: "What kind of skill is it to kill this group of children? Old man, I have seen so many witches, but I have never seen a few evil-hearted ones." ”

"Dad, be quiet!" the woman was startled, "Don't let people hear you." ”

"What did I shout?!" The old man was so angry that he shouted loudly: "What can they do to me!

"......" didn't seem to have much useful information, and Al took the lead again. At the same time......

"Do you regret it?" said El.

"What do you mean. Canette glanced at her.

"......" Al didn't respond and continued to walk forward.

"I've made a lot of decisions, and I naturally regret a lot. Carnet was silent for a moment, then said to Al, "But that doesn't mean I regret it and want to think about what happened in the first place. ”

"Always thinking about what would be the use. With that time, it's better to look forward. ”

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Parchment rolls that carry ancient memories: Actual combat class.

Wind Magic: Tornado.

Caster: Salander. Ethnicity and Gender: Aya Male.

Drive source: Mana.com.

With a swing of his blade, Salander condensed his mana and took advantage of the winds around him to unleash a tornado in place.

The tornado moved forward rapidly, as if it had the power to sweep everything.

Eventually, he succeeded in rolling off Salander's silk backless tank top that had been blown to the tree by the wind.

Pulling up the strip of clothing, Salander suddenly felt a burst of emptiness after being excited.

...... Why don't I fly up and get it myself?