Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 575 God said, there will be rain
Song Lan understood one thing during this grand trial.

The third neutral country is not a country ruled by law.

Because he learned the reason why Father Delari was executed from the scolding of the believers and Ye Heron's explanation.

Bewitching—this is what the Inquisition condemned him to.

Song Lan, who has a strong sense of law, didn't know what the crime was, and why it was so serious that he could directly sentence a person to death. The noise echoing in his ears made him have the illusion that he had returned to the classical era.

Because in the trial court thousands of years ago, the judges also sentenced a person to death according to the opinion of the majority.

Not long after, Song Lan heard the content of Father Delari's "bewitching words to confuse the crowd", and his eyes didn't even stay on Iger for a second. He didn't beg for mercy. The fear of death, but a strong emotion that borders on urgency.

"Now is the critical period for the survival of the church. Only by eliminating mutual suspicion can we get out of the difficulty... This disaster may be the test that God the Father gave us. Look around you and think carefully. What supported us to come to this day? Is it relying on mutual suspicion and facing each other with swords?"

When Iger stretched out the torch in his hand to the stake and ignited the straw, Delary still stared at the crowd in the square with his fiery eyes, hoping to help them escape from this blind and fanatical trend of thought.

And that's why he was judged.

Father Delari firmly believes that the loss of control of the "mine" is a conspiracy of the Barossa Group. Because of this, they need to stop their mutual suspicion, trust each other, and work together to overcome this difficulty.

He witnessed the birth and prosperity of Lunar Eclipse Sect, and also witnessed the turbulent period behind this prosperity, so no one knows better than him that internal fighting will only lead them to decline and destruction.

However, the court gave another explanation.

They claimed that only apostate spies would be ambiguous in this matter, trying to cover up their crimes under the guise of righteousness. Under the collision of the two ideas, the trial court gradually gained the upper hand. By burning the traitor to death, he successfully awakened the fanaticism hidden in the deepest heart of every believer.

At the same time, their iron-blooded methods also let those neutrals who are on the sidelines understand how terrible the trial of traitors is, urging them to become a member of the judges as much as possible before they become the targets of elimination.

The flames engulfed Father Delari, but his cries continued to penetrate through the flames and black smoke, reaching the ears of the square believers.

This scene made Ye Lu couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands.

Some kind of indescribable emotion emerged in her heart. For the apostates, they should show the most cruel and bloodthirsty side, but looking at the raging flames on the execution platform, what was evoked in her mind was herself and Father Delari stayed in a quiet compartment of the library, listening to the other party tell anecdotes that had happened in the past few decades of the Lunar Eclipse Cult.

The fanatical shouts of the believers seemed to be filtered out by an invisible force, which made her feel a short period of peace in the square.

For Song Lan, who had nothing to do with this trial, what was happening in front of him reminded him of the period of witch trials in human history. Today, he was fortunate to see history repeating itself.

History has proved countless times that when rationality and irrational fanaticism conflict, the latter will always prevail.

He moved his eyes away from the execution platform, and looked at the crowd who were admiring or cursing.

Even the very few believers who were touched by Father Delari's outcry, they just chose to remain silent, silently hiding themselves in the crowd.

Iger admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.

In these most chaotic days, the power of the Inquisition rose step by step to its peak.

All the opponents were sent to the execution platform by his own hands, and burned into coke with a fire.

Maybe their souls will really be able to return to the embrace of God the Father after death, but at least, the wailing of those lost souls will never return to this world.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied in this trial was that Delari's vitality was too tenacious. He thought that this old man with half a foot in the coffin would be engulfed in flames just like everyone else. He couldn't speak, but after such a long time, Delary's chattering voice still passed into his ears from the flames and black smoke, and it showed no sign of weakening.

Immediately afterwards, Iger noticed something unusual again.

Suddenly a wind blew up on the execution platform.

The flames surrounding Delari began to sway in the wind, which also allowed Iger to see that the other party's eyes were still bright and hot.

"Let the fire burn more vigorously!"

He started to get annoyed.

After controlling the entire court, Iger could no longer tolerate any dissenting voices.

The inquisitors immediately brought more straw, but just when they wanted to make the fire burn more vigorously, a pitch-black thunder streaked across the sky.

All eyes on the square were attracted by the sudden vision, which made them forget about the ongoing execution for a while, and looked up at the cloud.

Black clouds enveloped the world at some point, and the entire sky was split in half by lightning.

Immediately afterwards, the believers were horrified to discover that on the other side of the cloud, there seemed to be a reflected world, which was full of disorder and chaos, so far apart that the emotions of silence and death occupied them. heart.

It rained cats and dogs.

This torrential rain not only extinguished the burning flames on the execution platform in an instant, but also extinguished the fanaticism in the hearts of every believer. All human voices were taken away by this rain, and even Father Delari's illness Hu also stopped under the baptism of rain.

The cold feeling touched the skin, and an unreasonable panic enveloped everyone.

This is by no means ordinary rain. In front of it, it seems that all the secrets and evils hidden in their hearts are invisible.

After an unknown amount of time, the first believer finally woke up like a dream.

He chased the intuition from the heart, and crawled among the torrential rain that was washing their souls. His actions took the lead, and in the blink of an eye, the prostrate believers became one, and they The resulting noise is blended with the sound of wind and rain.

Lu Xiang's gaze, on the other hand, crossed the torrential rain and stayed on Song Lan.

"The only thing that can defeat fanaticism is fanaticism itself."

She didn't know if she was hallucinating, it was like the wind, or someone's whisper.

But this time, Song Lan didn't put his hands into his pockets as nervously as he did in the small town, pretending to scream out.

The question that had been haunting Lu Xiang's mind since the small town of Cansareal reappeared.

No matter how powerful a psychic user is, they can only have one ability.

She couldn't understand how Song Lan created this typhoon and rainstorm.

The next moment, the eyes of the two collided.

Song Lan seemed to see through the doubts in Lu Xiang's mind.

"Do not be afraid."

She heard Song Lan's voice, "This is the tide of the sea of ​​souls."

　Small theater its 77:

　　Monday, noon on a certain day of a certain year.

　　February is one of the coldest seasons for the coalition government. According to the annual report statistics, people's work efficiency will decrease by 10%-15% in these months, and this year's February is extremely cold, so cold that it has already Many people wondered if there was something wrong with the city's temperature control system.

　　Workers who are not yet accustomed to the cold climate are ineffective during the day, and almost every department is discussing the topic of keeping warm.

　　Against this background, something happened that made Lu Xiang dumbfounded.

　　Song Lan was kicked out of their department's office.

　　His subordinates were filled with righteous indignation and hoped that he would not appear in everyone's sight within today.

　　The sun is really coming out from the west. Song Lan has always been known in the department for his kind and friendly image, not to mention keeping warm is one of the topics he is best at. His subordinates should be very willing to listen to his suggestions.

　　"Is this a new method of fishing?"

　　Lu Xiang stared at Song Lan who was forced to come to her office to "flee" and asked suspiciously.

　　"of course not."

　　Song Lan made a vow, he dared to use his own personality to guarantee it.

　　"Then why did they kick you out?"

　　"Because one of them asked me what I could do to keep warm at home this morning. At that time, I was watching TV... learning the advanced ideas of rescuers, and I didn't pay attention to it."

　　"You ignored the request of your subordinates because you were fishing, and made them angry?"

　　"Do not."

　　Song Lan shook her head, "I'm out of luck."

　　"What do you mean by mouth?"

　　"I answered 'Minister Lu'."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)