Sick, cold, dizzy, no appetite, very uncomfortable.

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Rosie pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her bosom, pulled out one, and glanced up at Noah, who shook his head with a dark face. He turned the cigarette upside down, and tamped it hard with his butt and mouth down, and these profiteers always kept the tobacco leaves of these cigarettes in a fluffy state to maximize the amount of black money. It is said that the Empire's own cigarettes will soon be available, and it is not known if this official brand will be better than these federally exported brand cigarettes.

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, cocked Erlang's legs, squinted at Noah slightly, spit out a puff of smoke, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "I heard that you want to deal with me." ”

It's so straightforward, it's so direct, there's no prelude at all, I don't talk a lot of nonsense with you, and finally tactfully turn the topic back. As soon as it came up, it was the most direct opening sentence that hit the core. Rosie doesn't need to think about Noah's feelings at all, let alone go around in circles, to put it bluntly, Noah doesn't deserve it.

He is just a Holy Son, and anyone with a discerning eye can already see that in this era, in this world, the Holy Son is no longer like a star in the former church, and the meaning of their existence has decayed to the point of dispensability. The future of the Church is also changing, and it is no longer the same as it once was, where it has great power to force everyone to bow down. Warfare is constantly evolving, and individual martial prowess is becoming more and more useless.

A pope with great political skill can contribute far more to the church than a muscular pimple.

Noah gritted his teeth, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Rosie, he wanted to say yes, but he didn't dare. He didn't know if the man who had almost killed him would suddenly make a move, and when he faced Rosie, he had lost his ambition. When a person wants to use intrigue to bring down another person, it can only mean that this person is already in a disadvantaged position.

He struggled to spit two syllables out of his mouth, "No!"

Rosie smiled dumbly, but after thinking about it, Noah is about the same age as himself, and it stands to reason that he is still a child, and he can't expect a child to have a strong heart, and subconscious avoidance in the face of blame is the most common situation. Rosie shook his head and flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and he smiled and said, "If you want to deal with me, I have no objection because you think I am your enemy." But I don't think it's normal for you to have this kind of thought, wild dogs will never want to bite a lion to death, and you shouldn't want to deal with me. To put it mildly, you, or Herman, can't hurt me if you don't spare your life. Rosie leaned forward slightly, giving Noah a very strong sense of oppression, "But are you ready? ready to throw away your life at any time?"

Noah turned his head and looked in the opposite direction, only in doing so that his violent heartbeat calmed down a little, and he said, "I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't think about dealing with you at all, why should I deal with you?"

"So, someone has framed you. Rosie snuffed out the cigarette and threw it on the ground, "You know, I am the first presiding judge of the court, and I am currently presiding over the work of the court, and I have a lot of power both internally and externally. Since someone framed the Son and tried to drag me into the water, this is obviously a very serious act of rebellion, and I will immediately begin to work on it. Rosie patted his leg and stood up, swallowtail flicked and hung on his leg again, he glanced back at Noah as he walked to the door, "If you have any news, please let me know as soon as possible, and let's catch all those nasty little bugs in the church together." ”

Seeing Rosie disappear outside the door and the sound of footsteps gradually becoming inaudible, Noah, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly jumped up, and he reached out and slammed the table on the ground. Pieces of wood flew everywhere, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked the chair over, picked up the decorative two-handed sword hanging on the wall, and slashed wildly around the room, "You dare to scare me...... Why do you dare to do this to me?! I am the Son! I am the Son of the Church! I am the hope of the future! Damn it...... Damn it!"

Rosie ignored the manic Noah in the distance, he directly summoned Ares, flicked his fingers, and took out a list, "The people on the list are all arrested and sent to my manor, immediately." ”

Ares took the list and glanced at it, his heart was cold, and he subconsciously shuddered. Since the apostles at the top of the church gave their lives to recharge Galle, the current generation of bishops in the church are the younger generation of bishops, and this list actually lists almost one-fifth of the bishops, including some of the new generation of apostles who have already become influential in the church.

For example, several directors of capital cathedrals have great influence in the church system of a region. Their every move will be closely watched.

Rosie glanced at the silent Areth and said with a smile, "What, isn't it a little difficult?"

This words of concern did not have the desired effect, but made Areth tremble a little, and he quickly puffed up his chest, "I'll go at once." ”

Rosie nodded, reaching out and sweeping the non-existent dust over his shoulder, "Do things with your heart." ”

Over the next few days, the Inquisition went on a rampant arrest of some of the principals of the Church, causing panic among the clergy and apostles throughout the Church system, who did not know what was going on, and were officially terrified because they did not know.

There are two other people who are afraid, one is Noah, there are not one or two participants in the conspiracy against Rossi's plan, those remaining diehards still hate Rosie, and there are even some people who are just not used to seeing what Rossi is doing, and they are also involved. Most of these people have been arrested, and occasionally one or two have slipped through the net, and it is insignificant. Noah was very scared, afraid that these people would not be able to bear it in the end, and he would confess him, and he could only comfort himself, and Rosie might not have a way to pry their mouths open.

He could have such naïve thoughts, but he still didn't know much about the power of the Inquisition.

Another person who felt fear was Herman. In his vision, Noah should start the dispute first, and then Rosie was young and vigorous, and he used a secret hand to make Rosie kill Noah in a fit of rage. In such a situation, no matter what Herman did to Rossi, there was absolutely no moral problem. The Son is useless, no matter how wasteful, but it is also the Son, the spiritual symbol of the Church!

But he didn't expect that Rosie would actually follow the process. If that's all there is to it, he also heard that Attila has secretly returned to the imperial capital and is currently living in Rossi's manor.

That's what really scares him, or rather a person.

Attila and Rossi took up the relics, and he didn't know what the two of them had learned from the relics, but in any case, the existence of the relics itself was an innate advantage and pressure. He didn't dare to bet that the two geniuses in the church who had seen each other once in a hundred years would not gain anything, and whatever they found would be a serious blow to him.

He wanted to meddle in the affairs of the Inquisition and turn the matter around, but Rossi didn't give him any chance. Rossi was the patriarch, the first presiding judge, and the imperial teacher, he did not need to obey the orders of the Pope, and in a way, his status was not only similar to that of the Pope, but even a line higher.

Confessions with blood are displayed in front of Rossi, and at the same time, bishops who have been accused of blasphemy, apostasy, and false accusations are burned alive, and the people in the church finally discover that Rossi is not a soft persimmon, on the contrary, he is a tiger.

Tigers are animals that want to eat people!

Luo Laohu casually threw a confession on the table, and there were several braziers lit in the cold dungeon, but they could not bring a trace of warmth. The sun is shining on the ground, and it has entered summer, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but the dungeon is getting colder and colder. A stripped-naked, scaled bishop coughed up a mouthful of blood, the black, semi-congealed blood that showed that he had suffered severe internal injuries that would have kept him alive if it hadn't been for healing and miraculous restoration.

Wearing a black cloak, the executioner shrouded himself in shadows imprinted a red-hot soldering iron directly under his armpit, and the heat evaporated the water vapor on the surface of his body and scalded the oil in the fat, and at the same time burned a lot of muscle tissue. The stench of burning egg whites filled the air, and the bishop was tense and trembling as he shook his shackled and suspended hands, and his whole body swayed back and forth in the air without strength.

He stuffed a wooden ball into his mouth, so that he could not cry out, and the unbearable pain was suppressed in his voice.

The executioner threw the iron back into the brazier, and he tugged at a chain attached to the ball in the bishop's mouth, and pulled it so hard that the blood-colored ball was torn out of his mouth with two teeth.

Rosie frowned slightly, "Who is behind this, Noah, or Herman?"

The man didn't seem to move, Rosie sneered and shook his hand, a healing technique was applied to his body, and his injuries healed immediately, although the internal injuries were not yet fully healed, but at least there was no danger to his life.

He opened his eyes and glanced at Rosie, "Give me a good time." ”

Rosie shook his head, "Blasphemers are going to be purified, and I can't make an exception." ”

"I have no blasphemy!", the bishop roared wildly, and he confessed to all other charges, even some that he had not done, but he resolutely refused to admit this blasphemy.

Rossi let out a long sigh, "If I say you're blasphemous, you're blasphemous." With that, he shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.