After a lot of rambling and making arrangements, Al returned to the gate.

"One last thing, Father, please don't insult me with such things. Al gestured to the shackles that had been around his neck. He spread his arms and signaled that he was not carrying any weapons on him, "Don't worry, I won't run away." ”

The priest sneered, "It's ridiculous that a sinner like you cares about your reputation, why do you break the commandments? As he spoke, he reached out and tugged at the shackles around Al's neck, "Let's go, go to the Inquisition and confess your sins." ”

Al took a deep breath, but still held himself back, and surrounded by many samurai, he followed the priest into a pure black carriage. The carriage was different from the carriage that ordinary clergy traveled, and the pitch black on the carriage was as pure as the middle of the night, which was why the huge silver Holy Cross that adorned the carriage was so conspicuous, as if it were about to split the whole darkness.

Although it was broad daylight, it was indeed pitch black inside the carriage, and the heavy curtains kept all the sunlight out, so that no gaps were leaked.

Al sensed that there was a person sitting next to him, but because of the darkness, he couldn't see who it was. Al felt a slight tremor under him, indicating that the two carriages had started, but strangely there was silence in the carriage, not even the sound of horses' hooves. Al held his breath and listened, but he couldn't even hear the breath of the man next to him.

In this case, the sight and hearing senses that are the most capable of obtaining external information in the five senses of the human being have become useless, and an inexplicable sense of anxiety and fear suddenly appeared in Al's heart, and deep down he wanted to shout and scream as if a beast was roaring in conflict, making a little noise in this silence. Or smash the windows so hard that you can pull the damn curtain open, so that you can let the lovely and beautiful sunlight shine into the car and bring light to the darkness.

"This kind of carriage is designed to weaken people's willpower, right?", Al thought silently, "I didn't expect the Holy Sect to come up with such a trick." Al, he remembered reading a book that said that the Black Prison was one of the most successful punishments in an interrogation, especially for those who were trained and strong-willed.

For some people, the physical pain brings them far less fear than the loneliness and weakness of the soul. The stronger the fortress, the more effective it is to capture it from within.

To divert his attention, Al began to think silently, "The judge said that I had violated the Holy Commandment, and that is why he wanted to arrest me. But which one did I violate?"

Six commandments: First, the majesty of the gods is supreme.

Second, the Holy Religion is God's agent on earth and cannot be blasphemed.

Thirdly, the elements are gifts given to the world by the gods, which should be used with reverence and not in vain.

Fourthly, those who are noble in blood are the chosen people of the gods on the earth, and they shall not speak or act in vain.

Fifth, man is born sinful, and baptizes himself from sin at that time.

Sixth, uphold justice, eradicate evil and evil, where the holy light goes, there is no darkness to hide.

He had always shown great respect for the gods and the Holy Religion, and his parents were well-known devout believers, so he had nothing to do with blasphemy.

And Al asked himself, as a nobleman, he did not act as a traitor and oppress the people, and the crime was so heinous that the Holy Inquisition wanted to bypass the noble elders' house and arrest him directly.

When you think about it, it becomes clear that El can only offend the fact that the elements are gifts from the gods to the world, and they should be used with reverence and not in vain. That is, the experiments and research he did to explore the elements were discovered by the Inquisition, just like the mages who were captured and imprisoned by the Inquisition.

"But how did the Holy Inquisition find out?", Al thought silently, "all my experiments were either done in the Chamber of Secrets. Either in the Mage Guild with Old Mages Sheldon and Porter. And the secret of the secret room is known only to the old mage. ”

"In other words, the only informant could be the old butler, Sheldon, and Potter?", Al thought as his heart felt like he had been cut with a knife. Of these three, the old butler Al has always regarded him as his relatives and elders, Mage Sheldon is the second teacher in Al's heart, and Old Mage Potter has been a great help to El in his elemental research.

Al has both respect and love for their feelings, not to mention being wary on weekdays, and he doesn't even have the slightest suspicion. Now that it is known that one of these three may be a whistleblower who betrayed and betrayed him, Al is really sad and sad.

"No, it won't be them. Maybe I showed some flaws when I was studying magic in the West, and the people of Thorn Castle are mixed, and it is possible that the Holy Inquisition will investigate any clues there. Al thought silently in his heart.

He knew that his mental state at this time was very wrong, if a person had no one around him who could be trusted, and even developed to doubt everything and question the world, then this person would either become a madman or a philosopher.

It's a pity that these two types of people, Al doesn't want to try, and he doesn't even want to have the slightest possibility.

He tried to empty his mind as much as possible, not to let such distractions interfere with him, and he no longer analyzed and thought about how the Holy Sect had discovered the secret of his elemental research.

It's just that the thorn in my heart has been pierced, and how can it be pulled out so easily. After the irrigation of time and malice, this thorn may grow bigger and bigger, and finally dig a big hole in the heart.

There are so many people in this world who have lost a part of their hearts, and perhaps they all started from this small thorn that cannot be seen or touched.

In this inaudible and invisible carriage and carriage, time always passes very slowly. When Al felt his sweat drenching through his coat, the trembling beneath his body finally stopped.

The door of the carriage was slammed open, and the sun, which was so much missed in the darkness, burst in without tenderness, stabbing Al's eyes fiercely. From outside the carriage came the priest's stern but lofty voice.

"Here it is, sinner, get out of the car. This is the place of your judgment, the place of atonement. ”.