It's bustling, and it's going to be over!

After two days of dark waves, Songhai City, noon.

The weather conditions are not very good, although it is not a thousand miles of dark clouds, but when you look up, it is also a gloomy cloud, without the slightest rays of the sun, very gloomy and depressing. If it goes on like this, you won't be able to run away from a night rain.

However, this did not affect the atmosphere below, with Songhai Castle South City Square as the center, countless crowds of people from all directions were constantly crowded, making noise and noise, and soon stirred up the atmosphere here.

It's like a grand festival, a festival, and it's like welcoming the arrival of a big person...... In short, at this point after lunch, more and more citizens are converging here like fish smelling spices, filling every corner of the square.

Anger, excitement, suspicion, and a look distorted by vague excitement...... Faces with different expressions. Of course, it's more about looking at the lively expressions, which don't matter with a touch of excitement.

From the periphery of the square, in the center of the increasingly enthusiastic sea of people, is a tall sculpture of an old man who is swarthy and holding a legal code in one hand and a hammer in the other. If you guess correctly, this should be a celebrity in Songhai City who was a judge by profession during his lifetime, so it was commemorated by the citizens...... Of course, that's not the point.

The focus is on a simple platform built by hand beneath the sculpture of the judge, on which stands a black-brown log, surrounded by dry wood and dry branches. Around the platform, the cavalry, who had already arrived, was maintaining order, shouting angrily to drive the crowd back to make room for an open space.

But even so. There are still countless good deeds, with their heads from the shoulders of the cavalry, and from each other. Or maybe it's a shot and a peek inside. Then he turned his head and recounted what he saw loudly behind him, as if it were live......

"It's all wood, it's all wood...... When it is lit later, the depraved woman will surely burn it clean with this table......"

"Are you sure it's a fire? The unconscious child was crying and had to come with me...... It's good if it's a fire, and when you burn the smoke, you can't see anything, and you don't see blood......"

"It's a pity, I heard that the woman is very beautiful, didn't she have a nickname called the Flower of Knights, but she was going to be burned to death......"

"What's so bad about that. Wicked heresies should be burned ......"

"yes, yes...... But why haven't you come yet? It can't be canceled...... right?"

"Impossible, wait...... It's coming, it's coming......"

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"What a spectacle and a cruel scene! Knowing that someone here would be burned alive later, so many people came to watch. Yo, and the people who drag their families with their mouths, what kind of psychological ......."

Even in the southern city, which is marked by a slum area, the crowded plaza is surrounded by a rare commercial area, surrounded by many high-rise shops and attics. Now in the east of the square, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the three-story clothing shop, Philip poked his head out, overlooking the grand occasion of the square, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Watching the excitement is not afraid of the psychology of big things. Alan stood quietly and watched coldly. Looking at the youngest daughter of the neighbor's wealthy businessman, who is now holding Philip's arm. The young woman, who was also full of shock, twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, "However, it seems that you are also dragging your family with you." ”

"Well, it's different, I was forced, and I can't help it if she wants to be curious...... Ouch, dear, I was wrong, I specially invited you here, don't pinch, don't pinch......"

The half of the figure leaning out of the window trembled, and instantly retracted, Philip comforted the rich merchant's little daughter and persuaded her to leave, and then he had time to turn his head to look at Wenslin, who was squinting at the crowd below, "I said, if Don didn't show up today, what are you going to do?"

"Then watch a good show and keep waiting. As if he hadn't noticed anything unusual, Wenslin withdrew his gaze and glanced at Allen, "Of course, I may have to ask President Allen to help invite him when the time comes." ”

Alan didn't move, he wasn't angry, and he didn't feel surprised. After all, since you have already made a captive, you must be a prisoner......

Philip narrowed his eyes when he heard this: "I seem to have said that Alan is my friend." ”

"Hehe, I'll definitely take care of your Philip's friend. So, how about asking the elders of the Josia family to come forward?" chuckled, and Wencelyn said casually, "Choose one of the two! I'm here, you can't let me go back empty-handed, right?"

"I don't mind. Philip turned his head to look out the window, put away his usual hippie smile, and said lightly, "Winsling, don't try to offend my bottom line." ”

Hearing this, Winslin glanced at Philip in surprise, as if he knew him for the first time, and then nodded: "Understood." I don't want to do that either...... Well, in fact, I have always been a little curious, you should know very well the relationship between Bran and the Gray Army, even if you have the support of the master, will your blatant partiality be a little too much? Heh, don't say it's because of that Josia, as far as I know, it's your friend Don's woman. ”

Waving his hand, "What's your dam, as long as it's a beautiful woman, it's my Philip's potential lover...... Ahem, I'll just talk about it......" Looking at Allen's sudden knife-like gaze, Philip coughed slightly embarrassed, his eyes were a little fluttering, but he just happened to meet the suspicious gaze of the rich businessman's little daughter not far away, so he had to look at Wenslin tensely, "I know the relationship between Bran and the Gray Army...... Maybe you don't know it, but the Gray Army and we used to work together, and we got along well at that time. And, you're right, I do have friends with Donn. So, since this matter is in my hands, it's only natural to do my friend a favor, right?"

"We?" Winsling sensitively captures the difference in who Philip's words work with, us, not Bran...... Raising his eyebrows, "You mean the new noble...... Are you still working with the Greys?"

Wenslin, who was originally from a hereditary noble family, although he studied under Wooding, did not pay much attention to family affairs. But the two main factions in the royal court, the old nobles and the new nobles, of course, know about it, and they also know that Philip has a very good relationship with His Royal Highness the Second Prince, and is free from the new aristocratic group.

"What are you kidding! Even if we will, the gray army that is the leader of Losha will not be willing......" Philip shook his head speechlessly, "It's just a good relationship, after all, who knows what will happen in the future, and it's always good to have multiple ways out." ”

"What retreat? "What retreat?" this time it was Wincelyn's turn to be speechless, looking at Philip like a madman, "Do you new nobles think the Grey Army can defeat Bran?"

"Hehe, I didn't say that. But you can't deny that this is also a possibility, isn't it? Moreover, I find that you all underestimate the true strength of the Gray Army, which is not an opponent that you can easily defeat if you take it seriously. At the moment when the Northern Wilderness tribe is about to invade the border, the survival of the gray-clothed army should not be underestimated. If you're not careful, it's hard to say what kind of noise it will make...... Maybe you're right, the Greys can't defeat Bran. But if at some critical time, the Greys and Bran form a stalemate. Then these accumulated good karma is an opportunity for negotiation...... Of course, these are hypotheticals, and you just think I'm talking about it. You just need to be clear, it's that I'm helping this time, and it's not entirely selfish. ”

After a moment of silence, Wenslin still shook his head incredulously: "I still think that your new nobles are crazy, and there are even people who are optimistic about the Gray Army...... I'm definitely going to kill that Don this time, and your plan is destined to be a castle in the air......"

"I've said it's a matter of the future, but it's boring to say it now. And...... Hehe, although from a personal point of view, I am very optimistic about your plan this time, but if you can really kill Donn, it will really do Bran a great favor. Shrugging his shoulders, Philip said calmly, "Do you think that no one knows about you sneaking a master from the capital this time?" I'm sure that the old man in my family must know, and he doesn't think favorably of you either." It's just for you to come and try it, and it's a surprise, not a normal. Anyway, for the sake of the sword god's face, you shouldn't be able to die, and taking a lesson is also a gain. So ......"

After a pause, he patted the ghost-looking Wenslin on the shoulder, "Take it easy!"

When the words fell, there was a bang, and the square outside the window suddenly became lively, the sound was rolling, and the slightly gloomy and cold atmosphere seemed to instantly raise a little temperature.

"Oh, are you coming...... In the distance, the cavalry in silver-white armor of the brigade was like a swords out of the sheath, directly splitting through the boiling sea of people, and slowly approached

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(PS: After hesitating, I wrote this chapter anyway.) Tanuki know that it will look a little boring and a little inexplicable. But this is a necessary foreshadowing, and it really can't be spared. ）

...... (To be continued......)