[Comprehensive Manga] Lord Witch

Witch? !

Giotto frowned sharply.

He walked away calmly, feeling that things had become a little troublesome.

He vaguely knew what the earl and those believers wanted to do.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Giotto would think they were ridiculous.

Starting from the remote areas of Sicily, the armed revolution of the common people against the nobles began to engulf this peaceful island like a prairie fire.

Countless people have lost their lives, lost family members, felt pain, loneliness, and homelessness.

At this time, the resentment of the people will grow bigger and bigger, and finally reach the peak, turning into a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the royal family fiercely, and the nobles will be affected and will not be able to please.

Some young masters and ladies of noble and royal families are well protected, and they don't even know that there is a war.

And if the royal family sent troops to suppress it in order to protect themselves, the people would undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties.

For a country, the people are the most important property and productive force of labor. In this way, the country's vitality will inevitably be severely injured, no less than cutting off an arm.

At the same time, there are also many sequelae. After the national strength weakens, we must be vigilant against foreign aggression, and the indignation of the people is forcibly suppressed in their hearts. Sooner or later, it will breed more and then explode violently.

It's a dire situation, and it seems that no matter what you choose, you can't save both sides.

But at this time, if a third party appeared and transferred all the hatred to that third party, then the royal family would come forward to eliminate that third party, which would be very different.

The people will feel that this is all due to the royal family, not only will they no longer raise arms against the royal family, but will be grateful to Dade.

The congregation provided this third party for the royal family.

— Witch.

As we all know, the word witch appears most in history, in the witch hunting in the Middle Ages.

The purpose is to maintain the authority of the Pope and eradicate heresy.

As long as you are told that the bad things have been eradicated, then you take it for granted that what is left is good.

And witch hunting, because of the rise of the Renaissance and the Enlightenment, was completely banned in the eighteenth century.

As long as an innocent woman is found as a scapegoat, both imperial power and divine power will be supported by the people.

But this is only a temporary solution.

The most fundamental contradiction still exists. After a period of peace and quiet, some people will soon find that this has not changed at all.

Then, the resistance will erupt more strongly, with the anger after being deceived.

This method is wrong, and Giotto finds it unacceptable to find a scapegoat.

Thinking this way, he was about to leave this noisy place for a quiet place to think carefully, but he was stopped by the waiter and told that the Earl was summoning him.

Giotto couldn't, so he could only take a deep breath and try to calm down as much as possible.

……

"Your Ann, Father." Giotto gave a perfect salute to the count, with a gentle smile on his face, which made people feel unwarranted.Then he looked at the monk beside him, seeming a little puzzled, "Excuse me, who is this..."

"This is Father Jess!" The count laughed happily, "Giotto, I have found a solution to the war! Wars started by civilians are nothing to mention!"

"In order not to waste my guns and bullets, just as Father Jess said, just find out the witch who is doing evil!"

"Yes... yes! Everything is the witch's fault, everything is the witch's sin..."

"..." Giotto remained silent.

The moment the count opened his mouth, he knew that no matter what he said, he would not be heard.

Father Jess also laughed. The voice of this 50-year-old man was hoarse and ugly. His hair had already started to turn gray, and his whole body showed an old appearance.

"The witch is still lurking, lurking in the crowd. Those who think that the witch no longer exists can't hear the voice of the Lord, so stupid."

Giotto just looked at them quietly and smiled, there was no emotion in those clear golden eyes.

And he also subconsciously felt that the earl and the priest were still plotting something, so he didn't say anything.The earl is a person who puts his interests first, and he will work hard for the royal family only because the royal family can bring him more things. Today, the royal family actually has nothing to give the earl.

Therefore, the earl is now acting loyally for the royal family, and he only feels that there is a great sense of disobedience.

"Then Father Jess," the count said with an uncomfortable smile on his face, "may I ask where we are going to find the demon..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The earl's words were interrupted by a sudden scream, followed by successive sounds of glass being shattered.

The banquet hall in front of me was in chaos and chaos. Panic and fear replaced the smiles on people's faces, and they scrambled to avoid the wall.

At the very center of the banquet hall was lying a dead body.

The blood was spreading around the corpse, forming a pool of blood in a short while.

It was a male corpse, the original gorgeous clothes were stained with blood, the eyes were wide open, but had lost their spirit.

The ladies and ladies at the side turned pale with fright, but they didn't know what happened.

They gathered together and whispered, and the banquet hall was noisy.

"boom!"

Another shot.

Among the crowd, a luxurious lady's eyes widened, her pupils constricted, and she fell down with the blooming blood.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The screams sounded again. People were so frightened that they almost lost their minds. They ran like headless chickens. After being knocked down, they fell to the ground. Countless pairs of shoes stepped on them mercilessly, blood It spread again.

Giotto looked at what happened so suddenly, he couldn't react.

But then he knew what he had to do now.

"Everyone, please calm down!!" Giotto shouted loudly, the count had already run away with the priest. "I'm afraid this is the work of the killer. Please keep calm and leave in an orderly manner!!"

The eyes of the crowd were fixed on the blond boy.

There is panic, restlessness, even resentment and malice.

"Please stay calm and I promise to get everyone out safely."

And the boy's eyes are clear and firm, making people want to believe involuntarily.

Fortunately, they were not attacked again during the evacuation. Under the cover of the guards, people left quickly without any danger.

The body was left in the care of the guards, and the military police should arrive soon. Giotto returned to the study and calmed down his fast heartbeat. Only then did he see his trembling fingertips.

He is afraid.

The reason why he stood up was because the result of years of noble education gave him the ability to deal with this situation.And he felt obligated to restore order to this chaos, otherwise more people would be injured, which gave him the calm and courage at that time.

but……

Giotto sighed helplessly.

It's the first time I saw blood and corpses... especially when a living person dies in the next second, and seeing a living life dissipate like that is still unacceptable.

Once you relax, you start to get scared.

Is it still safe here?

Maybe it's impossible to be sure.

Who is the murderer?Is it because of the war?Why can sneak in here?Is there a choice in who to kill?

……

There are too many questions, and my mind is a little bit overwhelmed.

Giotto rubbed his temples, and the next moment he heard the sound of someone opening the study.

He turned his head and glanced, didn't pay much attention, just took out a pen and paper to sort out his chaotic thoughts, and ordered without looking back.

"It's just in time, please help me get a cup of red tea..."

"Pfft."

That was the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

Giotto spat out a mouthful of blood, his golden eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the person in disbelief.

"Why, why... what..."

The dagger pierced through his chest and pinned him firmly to the chair, and then someone pulled it out forcefully.

The bright red blood immediately soaked the front of his clothes.

"Lan, Na..."

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The culprit mentioned in the last chapter is the witch is actually not referring to Qian Luo, but to a certain unfortunate scapegoat.

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