The large square in front of the tower was bustling with people from all over the world, including Virgias, Swadians, and even some Kujits, but most of them were still Nords. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAt this annual celebration, they forgot about the war, forgot about their nationality, and came to this holy city for a common faith.

The festivities had been going on for days, and they should have continued to revel in the holy city, shouting praises of the merits of Maphilia. But at this moment, they all showed great discipline, no noise, no small movements, except for whispered exchanges, they were all silent, in awe of Maphilia. They waited, waiting for another very important event of the celebration, the trial, which was usually the punishment of some of the most wicked people, and some debate of difficult disputes, and only on this day would Marfila manifest her miracles, and under the gaze of those "true eyes", all sins would be exposed, and her verdict would be absolutely just, and no one would question the gods.

Soon after, many monks came out of the tower, and they divided into two groups, passing through the crowd on both sides until they stopped in front of the high platform, and surrounded the people in the middle. Immediately afterwards, they held the water bottle in their hands high and recited the hymn softly, which was one of the rituals to be held before the trial, to bless the devout believers and those who were mixed in with it and plotted against it.

The hymn seems to be boundless, with no end. The voices of the monks grew louder and more excited, and the psalm infected the believers, and they could not help but recite along with the monks. Gradually, their voices intertwined, and their voices were so loud that anyone who saw such a scene could not help but be shocked in their hearts.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but with their recitation, the kettles trembled faintly, as if they were about to break away from the hands of the monks. It turned out that it was not an illusion, and with the sound of a syllable, the water bottles suddenly burst into the air, as if attracted by something, shining with golden light, slowly sprinkling the water in the bottles on the faces of those believers.

The believer, whose face was swept over by the holy water, gently closed his eyes, felt the feeling of being purified, and gradually became obsessed, intoxicated, and deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. But there are some believers who, after being drenched in holy water, have their expressions distorted because of the pain, and they roll on the ground in pain.

The other believers did not notice them, and the monks only smiled at these unrecognized people, and after a while, a group of guards bypassed the intoxicated believers and led these suffering people out and led them to the dungeon. "What kind of magic is this?!" one of the blonde men, who didn't seem to be completely defeated by the pain, asked incredulously, having never encountered such an evil thing in his mercenary career.

This person is Elias, he mixed among the believers, waiting for the trial to begin, looking for an opportunity to rob the scene, rescue Eve, I didn't expect these magic sticks to have these strange abilities, it was really a miscalculation.

This little episode did not affect the normal course of the ceremony, and when the believers came to their senses, the monks were gone, replaced by a full twelve bishops standing on the high platform, and even the most devout believers could not help but let out an exclamation - all the bishops were present, this is a scene that has never been seen before, what is the content of this year's trial? The believers could not help but start to speculate.

"Ahem, please be quiet. "It was none other than Bishop Hakan, the culprit who had taken Thomas. "It's no secret that Master Muffyla doesn't like to be noisy. He spoke on behalf of all the bishops, which shows that his status is not low.

This was indeed effective, and everyone immediately fell silent, and they all waited quietly for the following. Hakan nodded quietly, pleased with their performance, and cleared his throat before continuing. "The night is long, but I will not stop......," Hakan began to chant the passage from the holy scriptures, which was the standard opening line, and the believers waited patiently for him to finish reciting.

The process didn't last long, but it was boring enough, and Hakan recited it without hurry, and it took several quarters of an hour before he finally finished it. “...... The True Eye, which watches over all things. When the last sentence came out, even he himself breathed a sigh of relief. "The True Eye, Watching All Things. "Believers should be in peace. “...... I think you all have a lot of questions, because this trial is unprecedented, and all the bishops are present. Hakan didn't like to talk nonsense, so he got straight to the point, which made some of the bishops behind him look bad, and in their opinion, it was insincere. "Simply put, that's because we all received an oracle a few months ago. Hakan spoke calmly, but it exploded among the believers. They had seen miracles many times, but this was the first time they had heard of oracles.

"Yes, in a dream Maphilia spoke to all our bishops, and she told us that a once-in-a-century calamity was about to befall us. In just a few words, the believers were in a complete uproar. Hakan had to give them another reminder to calm them down again. "Yes, when I first heard the news, I shared your feelings, and this was the greatest challenge ever faced by the Maghylia Church. Hakan said, smiling. "But rest assured, we have found the source of the scourge, under the guidance of the Pope. Without waiting for everyone to react, he continued: "Before dealing with him again, let's judge this year's sins!"

Everyone was still thinking about the explosive message before, but the trial began so abruptly. The guards pushed a group of people dressed in different clothes onto the high platform, only to notice that on the high platform, there were all kinds of execution tools.

First of all, these ungodly people should be judged first. Hakan said, and the guards pushed several of them forward. "These are the most blasphemous of God, and the worst of them have even ordered several statues of Maphilia!" Hakan declared their sin, and the most unbearable thing for the devout believers was disrespect to Maphilia. They all shouted in unison: Kill him, kill him, kill him! Expressions of frenzy and excitement were more like bloodthirsty beasts. "I understand your feelings, but Maphilia is just, and she is willing to give these sinners a chance to atone for their sins. Hakan said, and the faithful were so disappointed that they might have booed if they hadn't forgotten that they were facing His Holiness the Bishop.

"Lady of Madrid, Satagos, you have not only openly opposed the Maphilia, but you have also written several articles insulting the authority of the Maphilian Church. Hakan walked up to the first man, an old man with gray hair, who raised his godless eyes to look at Hakan. "Are you willing to repent of your sins?"

"you!" the old man frothed at Hakan's face with all his might. "In that case, may Mephilia give you a just ruling. Hakan expertly wiped his face and walked towards the next man.

"Don't be pretending! I don't want to waste my time!" "As you wish. Hakan walked past him and asked the next person.

A group of six people, not only did not have the slightest repentance, but spoke ill of each other, it seemed that they really hated Muffyla to the core, and did not have the slightest intention of compromise. But the last man, obviously different from the previous people, he trembled all over, obviously frightened, his face was pale, and Hakan could not help but cry out just by walking up to him: "I repent! I repent! Don't kill me! I don't want to die yet!" Compared with those who came before, this man can only be described in two words. "Coward. Hakan said disdainfully, but didn't show it. "Is it true?Sir Ragnar Nedhall, will you repent of your disrespect?" "Yes! Yes! I do! Let me go!" Hakan had no doubt that he would have been able to make even more humble gestures had he not been tortured. "Very well, Lord Marfilia will give you a fair ruling. Hakan smiled, unconcerned by his heart-rending pleading, signaling that it was time to begin.

I don't know what happened, but all the bishops prayed silently, praying that Maphilia would come and do justice for them. It didn't take long for an eyeball to appear in the sky, and everyone knelt down to greet the miracle of Maphilia.

The eyeball glanced at the sinners, each with a mark on their heads, and then the phantom vanished. "The verdict has been reached, Madrid, hanged, Nabar, beheaded, Hill, hanged,......" Hakan read aloud, and for every person he read, he was taken to the instrument of execution corresponding to his punishment. “...... Sir Ragnar Niederhall. Hakan paused deliberately, then said, "Cut off both legs." ”

After that, without the slightest hesitation, the guards strictly followed Hakan's interpretation and applied the corresponding punishment to each of them. Eve silently saw all this, and it was only now that she really felt the fear that went deep into her bones - Ragnar Nidhall, the third son of King Nord, a pure royal, not only did the church not hesitate to adjudicate against him, but those fanatical believers did not even react to the surname Nidhall. "Crazy, really a bunch of crazy. Eve muttered as she suddenly lost control of her future, and she couldn't guess what the lunatics were going to do next.

After the unconscious Ragnar Nedhall was dragged down, Hakan looked at Eve. "Now, we have a tragic incident that happened not long ago, dozens of clergy were brutally killed, including even the head of the Martyred Knights, the chief of the knights, Rafman!" Hakan announced, and then pointed to Eve and the others and said, "Now, the murderers are here, may Lord Maphilia give them a fair verdict!"

"Wait!" Without thinking, Eve blurted out, the voice abrupt in the quiet surroundings. "I demand, I ask for a martial arts trial!"