Perhaps fed up with the gloomy mist that hung over everyone's heads, Iger suddenly clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention to himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There's no way to wait any longer! Maybe the guards have already blocked off some sections. ”

Seeing that no one refuted, Egger looked at Ikko, whose face was as pale as paper, and continued, "Ikor is in dire need of recuperation now. Looking at the situation tonight, don't think about going back to the library, why don't you go to my house to rest and make plans when it is dawn, it just so happens that my house is not far from here. ”

"You say...... Your house?" Lusman interjected in disbelief.

"Old thing, you don't think I've lived in a library on the hill since I was a child, it's just an inheritance, I have a house in the city, but I don't live very much. After all, my neighbors are all straw-filled guys. Iger sighed.

"And since the woman died, the house has not been cleaned. Speaking of which......"

Iger suddenly looked at Ola with a glint in his eyes and said, "Dear Ola, don't you mind taking up a little of your time and energy for a while, do you? I don't have a lot of rooms up and down that house......

"You don't have the idea of fighting Ola. ”

Luthman took Ola to the car to take care of Ekko.

"With all due respect, no one knows your kennel. Anyway, there is no one in the car now, why don't we two old guys come and be the drivers?"

"You should have let the little girl rest a long time ago. Iger grunted and climbed into the front seat of the carriage.

"Ola was raised by you like a hard-working worker ant, but it's a pity that I don't have a relationship with this child, otherwise she would have been like a princess!"

"Hah, do you mean to be a princess of the library, and then copy this and sort that out for you ridiculous guy every day. ”

"Well, you don't know enough about me, my friend. ”

The babbling of the two old men crept through the canopy of the carriage into Akachi's ears, and the meaningless conversation continued even as the wheels of the carriage began to make the old, wordless sound. Akachi noticed that Ekko's breath seemed to settle down with the noise, and even a wry smile of helplessness appeared on his face, and Ola leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes, a rare pause.

The scene in front of him brought the word "calm" to Acadhi's mind, and in such a turbulent night, the calm at this moment is undoubtedly precious, but the question is, how long can this calm last? Akachi looked at the sky, it seemed that it was only a few hours before dawn. I don't know why, he had a bad premonition......

A day later, the crowd waited for the unexpected bad news - Misha had been arrested by the guards. What is even more unexpected is that she will be sent to the gallows at noon today.

"Misha Vites, an accomplice of the wicked and a member of the Governor of Assassination, has brought justice to shame and to the souls of those innocently killed by the great evils. We pity her as a woman, but she refuses to give an account of her great deeds and the whereabouts of her accomplices, so the gallows will be her home. ”

The herald rang the bell and spread the news through the streets. The announcement of the ending and no process simply encouraged the common people to think wildly, and people talked about the hypothetical process of the Governor's murder, fantasized about the obscenity that the arrested girl had done with the great evil, and then went to the execution ground with no less than a carnival to witness one of the favorite games of mankind - the execution of another person in front of everyone.

Such a wonderful, exciting, non-existent and completely real death is not seen at the carnival! Of course, children, pregnant women, and patients who do not want to be stimulated are not allowed to enter.

Realizing that his hunch had become a reality, Akachi only felt a chaos in his heart, but his face was surprisingly flat. He observed the crowd indifferently, piecing together the general process of Misha's misfortune through the words of the white sparrows. In the end, he discovers that Ekko, who was not the one who started it, has become the one who suffers the most from self-reproach.

Eko is too fond of taking responsibility, and these things are not his fault at all. Akachi thought.

At the moment, the crowd is blending in with the "play" crowd, each obscuring their vision with the shadow of their hood or wide-brimmed hat, so that outsiders cannot see what they are observing. Unfortunately, in the eyes of everyone, the execution ground is like a bag that can be closed at any time, and there are "civilians with weapons in tow" everywhere, and there are arrows aimed at the execution ground everywhere. Akachi believed that everyone, including the two sluggish old guys, should see the situation - and if they dared to show their heads, they would be caught immediately.

Suddenly, the crowd began to agitate. I saw a woman in a dirty prison uniform and a black cloth bag on her head being escorted to the execution ground. The coarse-grained rope stalk and heavy iron balls were quickly applied to her by the executioner's skillful manipulation, while the herald was still ringing the bell and mechanically reading out Misha Vites's counts, some of which could be said to be completely pieced together. It seems that this emotionless "curtain call" will continue until the moment the execution begins.

Akachi looked at Ekor again, he noticed that Ekor was in a rather bad mood, and he clenched and released his fist from time to time, as if this action would allow him to release his self-blame for his inability to restore the situation, and beside Ekko, Iger suddenly whispered, "Don't do stupid things! Now that you choose Akachi, you must give up Misha, otherwise you will gain nothing!"

This whisper, which should not be heard by others, was taken in by Akachi word for word. He didn't have to guess to know that Egger's words also meant to himself.

Akachi did not say anything about the insinuating reminder, and he watched silently at the execution table, where a man dressed as a priest was having a final conversation with the prisoner. In fact, the priest only moved his mouth twice before putting his ear to the prisoner's head and nodding. After a while, the herald uttered a completely new line.

"Misha Vitesse has asked to remove her hood! The merciful Lord has agreed to her final request. ”

After this sentence was repeated aloud three times, the executioner removed the bag covering the prisoner's head in front of everyone, and the bruised female face suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the last trace of luck in the hearts of the white sparrows was shattered, and the woman who was about to be sentenced to death was indeed Misha they knew.

Eko watched Misha navigate the crowd with near-out-of-focus eyes, and could barely resist waving at her. He knew that Misha was looking for everyone, but right now, he couldn't do anything. He also knew that Misha had a crush on him, so he always wanted to help, but he hurt the girl.

"Growing up, I was terrified of people. In the crowd, your memories of acquaintances, those gestures, attire, and voices are all diluted, and being in the crowd always makes me feel at a loss. ”

This was the secret Misha had told him, and one could imagine how panicked she must have been now.

Misha Vites, the female prisoner who was bound to the execution table to greet her at the moment of death, finally stopped looking around meaninglessly when she was only a few minutes away from the moment of execution. The various people under the torture table seemed to her to be indistinguishable. Misha took one last look at the sky, and there was one thing she had to tell Eko—that they were in danger with the white sparrows from a foreign land, and that danger was on their side.

"Don't believe it!"

Misha suddenly screamed, but before she could finish her sentence, the pedals that carried her full body weight were pulled off in advance. The hemp rope used to hang the prisoner was tightened suddenly, and the audience standing in the front row could almost hear the muffled sound of "Tong", this cruel scene made all the white sparrows turn their heads, and only Akachi witnessed the whole process of the execution without a moment.

Noticing Ekau's uncontrollable trembling, Akachi said something that made him feel superfluous.

"The executioner's technique is good. ”

"The length of the knot and the weight of the iron ball were perfectly controlled," said Akachi, "and the girl was pulled out of her neck in an instant, without any extra sin. ”

Akachi didn't know how to speak to comfort others, and all he knew was the expertise of some Assassin.