[Comprehensive Manga] Lord Witch

Yes, regardless of whether there is another better way, this is the most direct and effective.

Just find a scapegoat.

Moreover, it is necessary to rectify Giotto's name, thoroughly cleanse him of unwarranted charges, and promise that there will be no more in the future.

Qian Luo frowned, feeling dizzy for a while.

It's that familiar feeling again...

He tried his best to suppress that feeling, and there were bursts of tingling pain from the wound.

Even if it was a wound forced out with magic power, it still hurts.

Qian Luo was lying on the ground with his hair scattered all over the floor, his head was trampled on hard, and his cheeks were bloody from the rough ground.

human beings...

There is no emotion in his eyes.

As long as they pretend to be miserable and miserable, they seem to become very happy.

Although it was just acting, there was one person who seemed to be suffering as much as him.

I know what you want to do, Giotto.

Qian Luo's eyes met his.

As expected, anger, pain, and struggle were seen.

Giotto was always a smart kid, so he must have known what I was going to do.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

It's okay, I won't die anyway, and I can't die.

Didn't Giotto know that everyone will be able to have afternoon tea leisurely in the castle after a while.

It doesn't feel good to be pinned and silenced, but I really don't know if you'd do something stupid.

You are such a gentle person.

You are such a gentle person... Father Jess narrowed his eyes, full of malice, and then he said to Giotto: "Giotto, it's up to you to execute the witch!"

After all, you are such a gentle person.

"This is the chief culprit who made you infamous."

He didn't know about Giotto's relationship with the boy.

But it was enough for Giotto to kill someone he didn't know, maybe someone completely innocent.

After all, you are such a gentle person.

As soon as Giotto shows the slightest hesitation or refusal, he's screwed.

This is the remnant of the witch!Let the people fall into pain sinners!The evil witch who started the war and ignited the flames of war!

Everyone here can't wait to kill the witch with their own hands.

Numerous pairs of eyes widened blankly, looking at Giotto.

Burn him, kill him!

Do it!

Do it!

- Do it! ! ! !

Giotto didn't move, just stood there quietly, looking at the distressed teenager on the ground.

The corners of Father Jess's lips curled up bit by bit, and he sighed with feigned pity, and was about to accuse Giotto of hesitant crimes, but was interrupted.

"Ok."

Feeling that some kind of restraint was lifted, Giotto looked at the boy on the ground with a blank expression, staring at his pair of golden eyes that were the same as his own.

"Okay," he repeated, "I'll do it."

Humph.

Father Jess felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, but then he laughed happily.

He waved his hand and signaled the people behind him to drive the boy to the stake and tie him tightly.

Then, he raised his voice to the people around him.

"All of this is the Lord's will. It is the Lord who brought the witch here! It is because of the Lord's mercy, and because of the Almighty Lord!"

"And Giotto," he said with a smile on his face, "we misunderstood Giotto, his flames can wash away evil and darkness!!"

"Now, it's up to Giotto to bring the final destruction to the witch!!"

As if responding to the priest's words, the crowd suddenly burst into cheers, with excitement in their eyes.

Giotto approached the stake step by step, unable to see his emotions clearly from his eyes.

Then, he stopped in front of Qian Luo and raised his flaming hand.

People standing far away couldn't see clearly, but Qian Luo, who was very close to Giotto, could see clearly.

Giotto's hands were trembling, although he tried his best to suppress it, he was still trembling.

Qian Luo suddenly wanted to touch his head.

However, his whole body was tied tightly, and he couldn't move at all.

Moreover, this move will obviously arouse everyone's suspicion.

He sighed inaudibly, paused, and then laughed wildly.

"Stupid!!! Really stupid!!!"

With a force of his left hand, he broke free from the rope, and the price was that a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off from his almost corroded left hand.He grabbed Giotto by the collar and pulled him towards him, almost nose to nose.

"Think you can burn me and the witch to death with fire!!!? How stupid!!!"

He sneered, let go of Giotto, and grabbed his wrist instead, his golden eyes mockingly looked at Father Jess and the disciples standing behind him.

"There is no god in this world!! I will not die!! After a hundred years, I will still appear in this world!!"

Giotto's eyes widened in astonishment, but the flames had already licked the body of the person in front of him.

"Listen," the man repeated again, "I am, I will not die."

The sound of "cracking" caused by burning wood has already sounded in his ears, and his face has been blurred by the flames.

……

"I finally see you, the dazzling flame."

The breeze brought his last whispers.

"As expected, I like it the most."

Then, dissipate.

No more sound.

Giotto didn't cry.

To the extent of feeling sad, amazed that I didn't shed a single tear.

It was as if all the moisture in the eyes had been evaporated by the flames, and they were terribly dry.

Still expressionless, he turned to look at Father Jess.

"That's it."

That's it, all right.

"Then, since the witch has been eliminated, please forgive me for being rude."

The people are cheering, happy that the war is over. After all, the witch is gone, so the flames of war will definitely stop, right?

In the past, he would still sigh for this scene, but now, his mood is like stagnant water.

Giotto ignored Father Jess, turned and walked away, his cloak blowing a gust of wind behind him.

nothing.

He said this to himself.

Don't worry, didn't that person say everything?

Witches are, will not die.

So, as long as I go back, maybe I will see him drinking black tea and looking at me smiling.

So, it's all right.

"gone back."

He glanced lightly at G who had just rushed over with someone, and passed him without looking back.

"What's going on?" G didn't understand the situation, he looked at the burning wooden frame in the center of the square, and vaguely felt something.

"I feel, Giotto... a bit scary." Lan Bao didn't dare to complain about the wasted trip, he said cautiously, looking at Giotto's back.

Normally, on their leader, they only feel gentleness.

In the end what happened?

***

fraud.

Witch, it really is full of lies.

Giotto looked at the ashes on the ground.

After he rushed back to the castle, he searched the entire castle.

But they didn't find that familiar figure.

Then, he returned here without hesitation.

On the way it started to rain.

This is a rare phenomenon in summer in Sicily.

Although it's just a drizzle.

Pedestrians on the street almost disappeared because of the rain.

So even if he came back here, no one saw him.

Fine rain fell slowly from the sky, and when he first came, the flames were still burning.

Giotto stood, watching the flames consume everything.

In the end only ashes remained.

G, who followed because he was worried, remained silent, leaning against the far wall.

Giotto squatted down slowly, holding the ashes together with his hands.

Didn't you already know it?

Intuition has told him the answer.

That, the instinct that helped him come close to death many times, helped him make many good choices.

Maybe he was deceived by that person at first, so he believed it.

But now he knows it very clearly.

——That person is no longer in this world.

Even if it is drizzle, but standing in the rain for a long time, you will feel damp.

Giotto squatted halfway, holding the ashes in front of his eyes with his hands, but suddenly found a shadow cast on his head, blocking the fine rain.

"Big brother, if you are like this, you will catch a cold easily."

A sweet, girl's voice sounded.

When Giotto looked up, he saw the little girl holding an umbrella, and he also blocked the rain for him.

"—Luna." His eyes were calm and unwavering.

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