Sarabuto's largest square is called Wembrite, which means fountain and place of flowers, and now stands a huge burn at the stake.

At all times, rumors spread very quickly among human-based races, and when they are accompanied by a lot of excitement, this speed will develop into a frightening effect.

So when Sandru walked out of the Mage Guild by the hand of Vidniana, there were already crowds of onlookers standing on both sides of the road.

"Look, with so many people seeing you off, you shouldn't feel lonely, right?"

Sandru carefully led his wife as he did on the red carpet of the wedding.

Vidnina didn't speak, she just looked at her husband adoringly, as if the crowd around her, with curious or malicious eyes, were all puffy dogs.

It was a full five kilometers from the Sarabuto Mage's Guild to Wemblitt Springs Square, and they didn't walk fast or slow along the way, because of Sandru's company, so those malicious crowds did not dare to throw garbage and stones at Vidnina, even if they had great hatred and resentment for the lich in their hearts.

Vidnina is not a lich yet.

But from the hateful eyes of those around her, she was even more terrible than the lich, just as those people's relatives, friends, lovers, and property were greatly hurt by her, even though the couple were known for their kindness in Hammondale and Dimon, and many of them had received their own help.

And she never hurt anyone.

Sandru looked at his wife and kept a gentle smile from beginning to end, a feeling that made Lear feel very awkward.

It's like Sandru is not sending her wife to the stake, but holding her hand to show her a dream and a distance.

Zaken, Derek, and the Erathians walked behind them, followed by a group of magicians who had temporarily guarded executions for safety, and the guards sent by the Doge were now in the vanguard of the Sandroos.

It's just that the expression on everyone's face is different.

Derek was sad, Zaken was silent, and the Erathian, though his face was covered by a heavy mask, had the kind of schadenfreude in his eyes waiting to see the excitement, and as for those who were behind, there was more hatred and fear.

Even most people can't tell where these two emotions come from.

Just as everyone takes it for granted that they are on the side of justice when faced with a well-known evil, but no one thinks that they are related to another evil.

Wemblitt Square arrived.

The Sarabhutto people showed great efficiency in this matter, from the moment Sandru admitted that Pooh was poisoned with corpse poison to the moment they arrived at the spring square, they not only set up the stake rack, set up the judgment table, and even set up the special auditorium for the nobles.

Whom will be judged?

"My wife doesn't need a trial. ”

When he saw the judges of the religious institute sitting behind the judgment seat in the center of the square, Sandru frowned deeply, and he turned to Zaken and said.

"That's my only request. ”

The filthy faces that flow daily between beauty and wine, indulge in the circles of so-called high society honor and nobility, and then, when the populace infringes on their interests, hold their bellies up, and in an impassioned tone declare everyone who challenges the majesty of the nobility guilty, and Sandru will not allow his beloved to accept such accusations.

"I'm afraid I can't promise you. ”

Zaken shook his head helplessly.

"This is also an order from the Governor. ”

"It's okay Al, none of this is nothing, you know, my heart and my soul will always belong to you, and as long as you are there, I will always be fearless. ”

Vidnina took her husband's hand and stopped the stubborn argument he was about to have.

"Pooh, I hate myself for being weak and powerless, and I can't even protect you. ”

Sandru burst into tears.

At this moment, the strength he had been holding on to finally collapsed.

"But you're going to be strong, strong enough that I can snuggle up behind you forever and never be separated, won't you?"

Vidnina reached out to wipe away Sandru's tears and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Yes, I swear!"

He grasped her palms with both hands, and his eyes were extremely determined.

Several guards walked up to Sandru, but Zaken stopped them.

"Almost, I understand your feelings, but anything evil related to the undead must be erased, and this is one of the original intentions of the Mage Guild, Sandru, I hope you don't want to be the enemy of all the mages of Antaglisi. ”

Of course he didn't want to, what he wanted was to be the enemy of all living beings in the world, and he had come to this point, was there any way to let him go back?

Lear stood far away, and couldn't help but think to himself after hearing what Zaken said to Sandru.

With everyone watching, Vidnina pushed Sandru's hand away, and she gave her husband the most beautiful smile before turning around, and walked towards the stake with her head held high.

Ironically, the guards tried to put their spears around her neck to show the majesty of the enforcers, but they just crossed their weapons over her head and didn't dare to put them down, which looked more like a guard of honor for Vidnina.

Like Joan of Arc, Lear sighed silently.

Behind Vidnina, Sandru hung his outstretched left hand weakly, but he didn't shed a single tear until Vidnina was burned at the stake.

Sandru smiled, looked tenderly at his lover at the stake, and used his eyes to convey his love for each other.

"In the name of the goddess of light, all the spirits of the dead in this world should be erased, the darkness should be silent in the ground, the decay should be buried deep in the soil, and the filthy people who walk under the sun should condemn you in the name of light!"

"Guilty!"

"Guilty!"

The voices of several judges sounded in unison, but it seemed to ignite the excitement of all the onlookers, and for a while, the voices in the square were all 'guilty'.

"Well, do you want me to join you in saving your wife, and then we kill them, or let them kill us here?"

Lear came to Sandru's side, and his eyes were bloodshot as he said this, and he gritted his teeth.

Sandru gave the boy a strange look, then shook his head and continued to smile softly at his wife at the stake.

Sure enough, there's still no going back.

After leaving Sandru's side, Lear grabbed a teenager from the crowd, gave him a gold coin, and whispered a few words in his ear.

No one knew what he said, for the entire square was replaced by a 'burn her' roar from some unknown corner.

Lear stood in the crowd beside Sandru, neither shouting nor screaming, nor looking at the stake and the judgment seat, as if he were a complete bystander, but his eyes never left Sandru's body.

In order to override the crowd, the presiding judge must not rely on magic to announce the results.

"Burn her!"

The man spoke as if he were the embodiment of the goddess of light.

The flames of magic rose at Vidniana's feet and engulfed her face in an instant, her beautiful long black wavy hair emitted a pungent burnt smell in the flames, and the crowd fell silent in an instant, their eyes widened at the horrific scene and their expressions of horror were revealed, as if the good ones could not accept this cruel punishment, and the hysterical screams of guilt and burn had nothing to do with them.

Sandru smiled the whole time, and he didn't blink an eye, even as Widnina's body gradually twisted in the flames.

If the pain is deep, his smile will be sincere.

Adela and Haag came up behind Lear, but he waved his hand and motioned for them not to ask or say anything.

The same goes for everyone else.

Until Vidnina's body is completely reduced to flying ash in the flames - this is the difference between magical flames and normal flames, the latter may leave ashes and charcoal behind because of incomplete burning, while the former leaves nothing behind.

Sandru walked under the completely collapsed stake and picked up a piece of wood that had been shattered by the fall, but the guards stopped him.

"Stop! what has been tainted by evil spirits is not allowed to remain in this world!"

Sandru glanced at the soldier, then smiled and let go of the piece of wood in his hand, and he turned to Zaken, blood spilling from his lips.

"Now it's my turn. ”

He said softly to Zaken, then raised his hands.

The gloomy-eyed Pastor Erathia, who had been standing beside Zaken, stepped out, and a holy light rushed out of his cuffs and shone fiercely on Sandru's body, but until he unbelieving in evil used holy light to envelop Sandru's body in the inner and outer three layers, the light was still white.

"He wasn't infected. ”

Even if he was reluctant, in the end, the Erathians had to admit that Sandru was pure, because the light of the goddess of light did not cause any harm or rejection to him, and everything usually associated with necromancers was the sworn enemy of the goddess of light.

"Can I go now?"

Sandru looked at the men in front of him, and looked around strangely, as if he wanted to remember every face, every expression in this square.

"Alright, my child, please believe that I am as sad as you are with your wife, but I hope you understand us, and if you need any help in the future, please feel free to come to me. ”

Zaken said helplessly.

"Yes, I believe and understand, and I may seek your help in the near future, and I hope that by then you will remember your promise today. ”

Sandru stooped down and saluted Zaken, and spun around with his exaggerated feet, as if he were saluting everyone in the square.

He didn't stop until his gaze saw Lear's toe standing on his left.

Sandru looked up at Lear, his lips silently opening and closing a few times before turning and walking out into town.

Lear knew he was saying, "Thank you." ”

It was only after a few seconds that there was no emotion in his eyes, "Follow him," Lear said, and then he followed.

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