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The latest chapter of "Monster Minotaur"...

In the city of Salasin, the current royal capital of southern Carthage, an important execution was being prepared at the outskirts of the city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The girl who claims to be an oracle of the gods throughout the kingdom is going to be executed today by the Temple Inquisition, and almost everyone can guess her crime. The girl had brought excitement to all of Carthage during the war, as well as rare victories and honors, but now she was to be put to death by her own people, simply for offending the gods in name.

Many honest people lamented this result, while many more people had an indifferent attitude, they were the best businessmen, and they only thought about their own interests, and they didn't care about anything else. In fact, the Temple's involvement in the war between Carthage and Maro was what most people wanted to see, and the initial prosperity of the warriors caused by the war had faded, and domestic production was sluggish because of the impression of war.

The disadvantaged Carthaginian royal family could no longer afford to place orders for supplies and equipment from merchants in the country. What's more, the high-level nobles in the country have been planning for a long time, how to rely on selling the royal family to stop the war, but they didn't have time to implement it. Now that the temple has helped them do this bad guy, it has done them a great favor, at least so that they don't have to bear the stigma and resentment.

The number of people who came to watch the execution in the city of Sarasin was not very large, but it had reached the number of thousands. The expansive execution ground was filled with a large number of people, all staring at the tall pile of timber, waiting for the girl who claimed to be a messenger of the gods to appear, which was a pleasure for most people, after all, since Ragnarok, few people have been burned at the stake for religious reasons.

Soon, the hut near the execution site was opened, and a young girl dressed in white was brought out of it by two men with black hoods. They move quite violently. From some blood marks on their arms, it can be seen what they want to do in that cell, but this time they are not facing ordinary female prisoners, so the activities before the execution have not been realized, which makes the two ancestral execution brothers very annoyed, and now they vow to let this slut be killed in the most painful way.

For this reason, the executioner, who was the elder brother, carried a small bucket of water in his hand, and when the fire was halfway up at once, he poured the bucket of water on the fire. So the girl before she was killed. You will suffocate from the thick black smoke, and your lungs and throat will be burned, which is a more painful death than a flame. Thinking of waiting for this seemingly loyal girl, the two of them, weeping and wailing in the smoke, tied her to the stone pillar of the fire with a hideous smile, waiting for the priest who was waiting by the side to announce the beginning of the execution.

The originally noisy square fell silent, and everyone looked at the priest on the execution table, waiting for him to announce the start of the "carnival", not caring in the slightest that it was the girl who had done for them. Of course, not all people have lost their conscience. Some women, who were already mothers of others, looked at the young face of the girl, and unconsciously remembered their children in the army, and couldn't help but have some sad looks. In a city full of shrewd people, everyone knows what this execution is all about.

An Inquisition that hasn't been opened for a long time. It's just that I want to seize this opportunity and show my existence. If the gods in the high heavens really cared about someone using their reputation to do something necrotic, then they would just let the chosen warrior kill that person. It is not up to these priests who usually do almost nothing but preach doctrines and perform magic for some privileged classes.

Not to mention what this girl did. No matter how you look at it, it's all adding luster to the gods.,Saving a country is not something anyone can do.,Even if this girl really offends the gods.,It should be forgiven.。 But people are always the most cruel to each other, just because their sense of existence is not very strong, they can deprive a person of life in this way, to show off their existence.

"It's the best welcome to a hero of my country. On a rooftop in the distance, a man in an SS uniform taunted the execution site in the distance with a telescope in his hand. Above his head was a large triangular object, a light wooden frame and a canvas of the same color and pattern as the roof, allowing him to hide it from being easily discovered.

This man, who is looking for an opportunity to rescue, is none other than Bond, who has been chasing all the way from Maro's occupied area. Although bringing this girl with a keen war instinct back was just a side task given to him by Regel, he didn't want to be perfect, and not long after he became an official SS, he left a record of mission failure on his resume, so he chased all the way to the temporary royal capital of Carthage, and found the contact point located here. After contacting the SS headquarters in Elan through the communication slate set up at the contact point, Regel reprimanded him harshly, but finally agreed to let him rescue the man.

"I've already told you that the people here are already trying to kill you. Bond looked at the girl who was tied to the stake and said a little depressed: "You still came back on your own, does this country really make you so loyal?" Bond, who rode away from the camp of the Lightning Legion, actually didn't take long to catch up with the girl's legion, but after he explained the reason, the girl refused without hesitation.

The priest on the high platform near the execution platform in the distance, after telling a lot of accusations about the girl and promoting the existence of the heresy judgment, finally announced the beginning of the execution. The executioner, who was already standing by with a torch in hand, heard the priest's words, and the grim smile under the black mask became even stronger, and the torch in his hand stretched out towards the pyre that had been poured with fire oil, but a messy sound of breaking the air stopped his movements.

He felt some pain in his chest and looked down at his chest. A short arrow was stuck there, blood flowing down the tail with the feathers, and his strength flowed with the wound, and finally he could only fall to his knees weakly, and let the darkness carry his soul to the underworld, and according to what he had done in front of him, his life in Hades would not have been easy, and the female prisoners who had been insulted by the two brothers had been waiting for their arrival all along.

The sudden arrow feathers from the crowd frightened the nearest citizen. When their lives were in danger, they panicked and crowded each other to get out of this place of right and wrong, some people who were not strong in the system fell to the ground in the crowd, and then countless pairs of feet stepped on their bodies, so that they had no possibility of getting up again, they definitely did not think of watching the death of others, and it was indeed themselves who died in the end.

Some of the cloaked men in the crowd lifted their cloaks to reveal their tanned skin and muscular muscles from working in the sun all year round. Heavily armed, they fought with the guards of the execution ground, and they had an excellent tacit understanding with the Maro soldiers, and the crossbowmen with crossbow arrows at a distance and the warriors who charged forward covered each other and rushed towards the girl who was tied to the stone pillar, even the strong Maro soldiers were not afraid of them, and they were even more powerful in dealing with the weak Carthaginian soldiers.

"My father will definitely kick me out of the house. A male knight mixed in with the slave soldiers, while leading the soldiers to slash and slash before, complained to the female knight beside him: "I have just met my wife, and I guess I will say goodbye to her, obviously such a lovely aristocratic lady." ”

"Put away your complaints, no matter how you pretend to be pitiful, I won't be able to marry you!" The female knight stabbed a soldier in the chest with a clever sword, kicked it away from her face with blood, looked at the knight without any regret on her face and said: "I don't look down on a man who can't even beat me!

The priest on the high platform, looking at the slave soldiers who suddenly came out, began to recite the incantation with a cold expression. Unlike magicians, who control magic spirits through spells, priests can use some magic that can either support or attack by invoking the power of the gods. Although these priests are not in charge of fighting, they actually have combat effectiveness, and the gods will train them as assistants to the chosen warriors in the place where the priests are established, and most of the priests cannot communicate with the gods, but they can learn divine arts from the high-ranking priests.

White light burst out from the priest's body, healing the warriors who were resisting the slave soldiers in front of the execution table, making them forget the fear in their hearts, as if using some kind of stimulant, desperately began to fight back, temporarily organizing the possibility of the slave soldiers breaking through the defense line.

At this time, the other executioner, who was holding his brother's corpse on the side, finally came to his senses and picked up the fire on the ground that had not been extinguished, threw it on the firewood filled with fire oil, and roared loudly at the slave soldiers who wanted to save the girl: "You will never be able to save her! Never! I will execute you all!"

"Damn!" the female knight who saw this scene cursed and threw herself into the battle even harder, trying to save the girl before she was burned. The flames of the fire burned more and more violently, and it seemed that it was about to burn to the girl in the center, a man in a strange hooded costume, using a strange triangular object to fly from a distance, leaping over the fighting line, and a jump collided with the terrified priest standing on the high platform.

And the next moment it was only a man who stood up, the white robe of the priest who fell to the ground, and a blood-red flower was slowly blooming. After putting away the self-ejecting blade on his forearm, Bond leaped into the burning fire, pulled out the dagger at his waist despite the burning flames, cut the rope that bound the girl and jumped out with her, and the fire extinguishing cloth that had been prepared was spread over the girl's body to extinguish the remaining flames. {Free update fastest]

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