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In any case, Father Sanchez was indeed the most knowledgeable of the group, and knew what it meant for Meyer to do so.

"Now that you understand the consequences, you should think about it!"

"We can't come up with a better way now, so we'll do what you say!"

Without much of a fierce battle of ideas, Father Sanchez agreed to Salian's plan. Although he thought it was a little strange, Salian believed that it was a trait of the Mulassens, who mostly reacted with a variety of personalities.

Immediately, Juan shouted without hesitation: "I'm going to save Frango, even if you all give up on him, I'm going to go!"

"Hehe, that's great, so let me deal with Bellani's throne!"

After finalizing the details, Meier did not go back, but stayed directly in the secret base of the gang, so as not to go back and forth.

The next morning, Duke Salian von Hohensterlingen was seen leaving the hotel in full costume, and although he was a typical gentleman, he had a strong sense of self-esteem. Moreover, everyone noticed that the full-covered plate armor he was wearing today was good, especially the long-tailed helmet, and from the outside, only the purple flames that could be seen from the eyes of the horror knight.

Since there is a hangings after today's tournament, the entire city of Alcalá can be said to be empty. Of course, most ordinary people can't understand that the people who are dying on the execution ground today are actually for their own interests, and these ordinary people, who are mostly illiterate, are just trying to make a fresh appearance and gather together to watch the excitement.

Despite his preparations, the Duke of Nova Mark's spear was so poor that he barely managed to make it to the quarterfinals when he met a glorious knight of the Kingdom of François. This man was not a well-known master, but Salian still fell at the beginning of the battle. After some fearless struggle, he still shamefully fell off his horse. Unfortunately, not many people cared about the victory or defeat of a foreign nobleman, and the townspeople eagerly awaited the beginning of the hanging.

At the end of the joust, Salian didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he was dressed and followed the flow of people to the market in the center of Alcalá, where the execution platform and gallows had been erected, and the crowd was everywhere. They all looked forward to the wails of the prisoners before they died.

It has to be said that this is the tragedy of the people's ignorance, so there is still a long way to go to achieve universal education.

At this time, a loud noise broke out in the crowd, and it turned out that the soldiers had taken out five prisoners, these people could see that they had been severely tortured, and their faces and bodies were scarred, and one of them had a dark complexion and was extremely strong, although he was held hostage by two soldiers left and right, he still raised his head and chest, and there was no one in his eyes, which was impressive.

Behind the execution table where the gallows was erected, there was a newly built high platform, on the top of which sat the powerful Cardinal Bellani's throne, Carlos I was afraid of seeing blood, so he did not come to watch, His Excellency was the supreme commander of the scene, and behind him stood two people, one holding a staff, and the other wearing a scimitar at his waist, which should be the most trusted guard of Bellanini's throne.

I saw that the executioner, who was originally standing in the audience, walked up to the seat of Bellanifa, whispered a few words to him, and then walked up to the stage and said to the people below.

"Citizens, because the five people who were hanged today are guilty of treason, the Throne of Bellanini will not let the priest do a pre-death confession for them, which means that these people cannot enter heaven after death, but can only suffer in hell forever!"

It's obviously a way to use religion to control people, but it's really effective, and you can hear someone in the audience shouting.

"Let them go to hell, long live the Bellani Throne!"

"Long live the cardinal!"

These voices came and went, and a knowing smile appeared on His Excellency's solemn and kind face.

When the crowd had quieted down, the executioner gestured for the soldiers to press the five men to the execution table, and the waiting executioners skillfully tied them to the gallows.

The preparations were quickly completed, and the executioner shouted, "Execution!"

The planks under the prisoner's feet were immediately removed, and the five of them, driven by the instinct to survive, all struggled to twist their bodies and struggle desperately.

At that moment, several masked men suddenly jumped out of the crowd, rushed to the execution table with sharp knives in hand, cut down the executioners, cut the ropes around the necks of the prisoners, and lowered them.

"Frango, are you alright?" As expected, it was Juan and the others who came up to save people, and the tall prisoner was his friend Frango.

"Hehe, all these sufferings I have suffered will one day be returned to me by His Excellency!"

Because of Juan's night attack yesterday, Bellani's Throne was actually prepared for their actions today. As soon as the people who robbed the execution ground appeared, the executioner immediately made people blow the horn, a large number of guards appeared around them, and the city gate was also closed. The magic gunners and archers on the wall on the other side of the execution site were lined up, ready to shoot.

"The rats are not yet captured, you have no way to escape!" shouted the executioner.

Juan smiled indifferently, threw a handguard sword and the cloak on his back to Frango, and then saw the strong man of Castia holding a sword in his right hand and rolling up his cloak in his left hand, and said to Juan.

"Good brother, I knew you would bring this thing, let's make a big fuss in front of His Excellency!"

"Well, no problem at all, I absolutely support you!"

Then the audience saw a sword dance drama. This Frango is also a swordsmanship, and if Juan is the epitome of Castia's orthodox sword fighter, then he is the embodiment of a maverick, known as the "Storm Maniac", who has created many moves based on the "supreme art", replacing the left-handed dagger with a strange off-hand weapon.

Juan, Frango, and several of his companions rushed to the kill, and got into a scuffle with the soldiers around them. The ordinary soldiers were not enough to look at them, and Frango wrapped his cloak around his opponent's weapon and stabbed him in the heart with his sword, which was the easiest but most effective.

When the anger in his heart was exhausted, Frango's mind gradually calmed down, and he remembered something important.

"Juan, do you remember?! Several of us were arrested at the base on the southern border, and only a handful of people knew that we were going there. ”

Juan also stabbed a guard in the throat with his sword.

"You're saying there are inner demons among us?"

"Yes, and I used to pretend to be unconscious when I was being tortured to hear some of their conversations, and now I can confirm the traitor. ”

Frango replied to Juan while smashing his opponent's skull with the sword's gauntlet.

"What the hell, I'm going to kill him!"

"It's Father Sanchez!"

Surprised, Juan didn't stop, and he stabbed another guard in the heart with his short sword in his left hand.

"Oh, it seems that our robbers are not in any danger!"

"Isn't today's plan just to save me?"

"Hehe, we're here to seduce the two masters around the throne, but this plan should have been completely exposed, if Father Sanchez is a traitor!"

"I see, then we are not the target of the most important concern of the seat!"

"That's great news! Frango, get out of here!"

Juan seems to have completely forgotten about Sallian, who was preparing to raid Bellanini's throne, even though Salian had just saved his life yesterday, and the Mularens were really forgetful.

At this time, Salian, Father Sanchez, and others, who were lying in ambush on the other side of the crowd, saw that the Dharma seat on the high platform had not moved for a long time, so they began to talk.

The priest, who seemed to be unable to wait, said to Salian: "Meier, I don't think we can wait any longer, Juan and Frango will have a hard time dealing with those soldiers, and it should be impossible for them to attract other masters!"

Salian watched carefully for a while and had to come to the same conclusion.

"Well, that's all!"

Meyer and the unifying warriors who were lying in ambush burst out of the crowd below the platform, shouting slogans against the cardinal and began to storm the steps, the soldiers guarding the steps were obviously unprepared, and they were immediately killed and scattered, and Salian climbed the steps first to move towards the throne. At such a close range, Salian noticed that Bellanini's face was surprisingly calm, and when he smiled slightly, Salian heard a scream behind him, and when he looked back, Father Sanchez, who had been walking at the end of the Unification Warriors, had knocked down his companion from behind him with light magic.

Salian knew that he had been fooled, and it turned out that the leader of this organization was a traitor, but now he had no time to regret it, and he ignored the screaming people behind him, and used the "soul shock" of the horror knight. The souls of those who lacked spiritual resistance within 300 meters were all dominated by fear, including the crowd in the audience and those with lofty ideals for reunification, and there were fearful wails from innocent people everywhere.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Salian jumped on the high platform. But he found that Bellanini's throne and the two people behind him were still standing still, and he could see that his strength was extraordinary, and the "soul shock" had no effect on them.

His Excellency smiled when he saw the assassin approaching him.

"Oh, you broke through so quickly! I heard that you are a very famous mercenary of the Divine Grace Empire, it seems that my head is still quite valuable, and some forces can hire people from such a distant place to kill me. ”

"Hehe, of course, Your Excellency, your life is worth 100,000 florins! ”

As he spoke, Salian raised his Sawtooth Empire two-handed sword and pounced on Bellani's throne. Behind the seated throne, the two guards each stepped forward to protect their master.

The shield, who had drawn his scimitar, confronted Salian and spoke in a heavily accented Tatu Donian language.

"Little guy, I have dealt with many swordsmanship masters of your nation in the Divine Grace Empire back then, let me see how your strength is today!"

The person who spoke was about fifty years old, with a dark red complexion and a thick beard, plus the broad-edged, extremely curved scimitar in his hand, typical of the Moorish appearance, and since he would serve under the Berranini throne, then this person must be a senior mercenary, sect and nation had no meaning to him, and whoever gave more money would die for whomever he wanted.