Cheng Mo floated like a balloon under the ceiling overlooking the conditions inside the cell, and he noticed that Ms. Delorme was disheveled, and it was clear that she had been violated during her lifetime. In addition, Ms. Delome's death posture is also a bit strange, generally people who hang themselves will spread their hands out, but Ms. Delome's hands are clenched into fists, and they are clenched very tightly, as if they are holding something important.

The corners of her eyes were wide open, her lips were slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, and there were some bruises on her pale face that had not faded. In Cheng Mo's eyes, Ms. Delorme's death was not a strange one, but rather a suffocating despair, and it was impossible to imagine what she had experienced before she died.

Cheng Mo can't talk about anger or sorrow, now he has become numb to death, and now death is in his impression: a tangled, scarred, chaotic color.

At first he didn't understand Picasso's paintings, but now he understands a little, probably death is just a mess of paint on the walls, on the floor, on the field, in the snow.

He felt a force trying to find an exit, and this black power continued to expand in his body, wanting to break through the boundary and vent it completely. Cheng Mo noticed that his emotional bar was rapidly changing color, turning from gray to white, and the emotions in his body were burning slowly, roasting his limbs, causing his heart to beat faster and his blood flow faster, but his brain became clearer and his soul colder.

Cheng Mo looked down on the world like a stone Buddha.

The Bishop stood outside the wooden fence and looked down at the ragged and unglaring Lady Delorme. He closed his eyes, and after drawing a cross on his chest, he folded his hands and chanted softly: "May the Creator forgive this woman and make her repent in Hell and atone for her sins." ”

The cell fell silent in the Bishop's generous and kind voice, and after a moment the Bishop opened his eyes, and glanced at the panicked jailers behind him, the bearded man standing in the middle did not take his hood out of his armor, and the collar bulged up, and the small-eyed jailer standing beside him, who did not even have time to iron his clothes, pressed his trousers with one hand and did not dare to look at him with his head bowed.

There is no doubt that this group of people is the murderer of Lady Delorme, and the Bishop looks back and says in disgust: "Go to the warden yourselves and receive the whipping ...... from the warden."

The four jailers quickly knelt down, and the bearded man in the middle pleaded, "My lord, we really don't know who lifted Dråm..... Wrong..... It's the Witches of Delorme who will kill herself!"

The Bishop looked at the swaying cloth belt and sneered, "If we priests were as stupid as you countrymen, I'm afraid all the people of Europa wouldn't even be able to eat.....

"Your Excellency.......," the bearded man trembled, and took the lead in lying down, prostrate at the Bishop's feet.

"Get out of here, if you don't, then you won't ask the warden to condemn you, but the Inquisition. The Bishop's tone grew more and more impatient.

The four jailers climbed to the cardinal's feet, kissed his shoes, and then left the cell in a panic.

The Kappa priest, who was standing next to the cardinal, sighed and walked into the cell, where he knelt on one knee beside the body of the lifter of Delome, lifted the silver cross hanging from his chest and began to recite the prayer, after which the kappa priest reached out and brushed Lady Delome's eyes and tried to close Lady Delome's eyes that she refused to close, but in vain.

The cold and godless eyes stared at the cardinal outside the cell, as if the corpse would stand up at any moment and grab the cardinal's neck.

Unimpressed by Lady Delome's strange expression, the cardinal folded his hands in his wide sleeves and said to the Kappa priest, who was still half-kneeling in his cell, "Father Frank, don't tell anyone what is happening here today, and don't let a few stupid rednecks ruin the reputation of the Church. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. Priest Frank, who was half-kneeling, replied in a heavy tone.

The cardinal was about to continue speaking, when the sound of hurried footsteps and armor clashing was heard outside, and soon the lord of Leohard, dressed in a red flannel cloak and shining knight's armor, rushed in, and the first thing he saw was Lady Delorme, who was lying on the haystack, and he covered his face in disbelief and said bitterly: "Oh, my God, what is going on here!"

The cardinal glanced at the city lord of Leohhard with a sad expression, and said indifferently: "Just now Delholm released a terrible curse with his own life, fortunately I was here, so I interrupted her, but I am not sure if Delom's curse will take effect, so a festival must be held as soon as possible to fight against the evil devil from hell..... Lord of the City, you must hurry to Gisfeld Abbey......"

The city lord of Leohard has not yet completely come out of the death of Lady Deloam, his eyes are a little dazed, and there is also a little relieved, the tangled emotions make his heart numb, he subconsciously said: "Now, do you want to leave now?"

"Yes, Lord Leohard, you have to go now, I don't think you have anything to prepare?"

Not daring to show too much concern for Ms. Delåm in the presence of the cardinal, Leohard drew a cross on his chest and whispered, "Merciful Creator, grant rest to this sinner." After a pause, Leohard seemed to remember something. "Doesn't Delome, Lord Bishop, have a daughter, and where is her daughter?"

The Frank priest in the prison quickly got up and said, "Lord Bishop, Lord of the City, Anna is still a child, and she is innocent. Besides, we ...... If you do too much, I am afraid that it will have a bad impact on the people. ”

The cardinal didn't speak immediately, he looked into Delome's seeping eyes, and said lightly: "The influence of the parishioners?The parishioners don't care about Delorme and her daughter anymore, don't you know that the people in the town are reporting each other now?Now that the Inquisition is too busy, who cares about a witch who is destined to be burned at the stake......"

Leohard seemed to be unable to bear to look at the tragic death of Lady Delome, he turned around, faced the cardinal's side, and said, "Your Excellency..... It's only been half a day since your morning order was issued, and the whole of Christianfeld has been thrown into chaos. Now that many nobles have been reported and threatened, my soldiers are going to follow me to Gisfield Abbey, so there are not enough troops to maintain order....."

"Lord of the city, you can set off, everything is with me. The cardinal said lightly.

"Can you not let the people of the Inquisition be too strict, too strict will lead to rivers of blood!, in that case, what will happen to next year's taxes?" said Lord Leohhard uneasily.

The cardinal shook his head and said indifferently: "No, I will give an order later, and anyone who has been promoted by more than seven neighbors, relatives, and friends will be exempted from trial, so the people who will be judged will only be demarcated in a small range." ”

Lord Leohard was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but the cardinal turned and walked to the door, and said without looking back: "Delome's place is placed in the place of her daughter, this is her punishment for the cursed world...... If the mind is shrouded in darkness, even if it is young, it will not be much better than a livestock. ”

Lord Leohard closed his mouth again and fell silent.

"Father Frank, please help the Lord of the City, and make sure to protect the 666 witches on the way, so that they do not have any problems before they reach the Gisfield Abbey. As he walked out of the cell door, the cardinal looked back at the kappa monk standing in the cell, and said with a serious expression.

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After Lord Leohard and Father Frank left the cell, Cheng Mo floated from the ceiling and walked into the prison where Lady Delome was being held, her body had been carried out by Father Frank, and the silence in the cell was suffocating as if everything had happened.

No one cared about Lady Delome's death, and no one investigated how Delholm died, her death was nothing more than a trivial matter to the world, not even the 666 women who were about to be sacrificed, let alone a woman who was destined to die in the first place.

Cheng Mo's eyes checked around the prison, and he didn't find much unusual, he picked up the haystack, and immediately saw a line of small French words written in blood: "Lord Angel, I beg you to save Anna." ”

At this moment, the mission interface flashed in front of Cheng Mo's eyes, and a line of green words quickly rolled by: "Do you accept Witch Delorme's request to save Anna and stop the festival?"

There is also a row of captions next to the "yes" and "no" answers: "Warning! Accept the quest You will no longer be able to accept the Church's witch hunting mission and be hostile to the Church and the Chosen One who choose to join the Church's side." ”

No one cared about Lady Delome's death, and no one investigated how Delholm died, her death was nothing more than a trivial matter to the world, not even the 666 women who were about to be sacrificed, let alone a woman who was destined to die in the first place.

Cheng Mo's eyes checked around the prison, and he didn't find much unusual, he picked up the haystack, and immediately saw a line of small French words written in blood: "Lord Angel, I beg you to save Anna." ”

At this moment, the mission interface flashed in front of Cheng Mo's eyes, and a line of green words quickly rolled by: "Do you accept Witch Delorme's request to save Anna and stop the festival?"

There is also a row of captions next to the "yes" and "no" answers: "Warning! Accept the quest You will no longer be able to accept the Church's witch hunting mission and be hostile to the Church and the Chosen One who choose to join the Church's side." ”