Law of the Dragon

The head church of the Guangming Church is not in the imperial capital, but in the first district, which is the holy place in the hearts of believers. It is also the smallest but richest district in the country, and even the imperial capital is jealous of it.Although the center of the Guangming Church is not in the imperial capital, most of the political events are in the imperial capital. After all, the church is also very obsessed with politics, so it is completely wrong to treat its branch in the imperial capital with the branches in other regions. possible.

It is also one of the reasons to place the religious court in the imperial capital.

The church building is very gorgeous, but it has a bright color that is different from the palace. It is a solemn white, the kind of inviolable white, like a huge shadow shrouded in the head, the sun shines through the tall The floor-to-ceiling glass fell on the white marble floor, and the hard floor refracted the light to the entire huge hall, and it was a solemn white as far as the eye could see.

It was the first time for Eros to come to the church. He tried not to deal with these people. Compared with his courtiers, these people were completely unreasonable. reason for everything.However, the composition of the human world depends on imperial power and religion. Now, as a king, he has no choice but to obediently go to see these annoying ghosts.

Apart from the snow-white ground, walls, and pillars, this place can be called simple. The cardinals are also dressed in general. The white robes are spotless, and their wrinkled old faces are even more annoying.

Eros sat on the highest judge seat, expressing the church's respect for the royal family, and seven cardinals sat on the second floor, surrounding a circle and inspecting the lowest seat to be judged.The sun shone in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the back, making these people seem to be illuminated by a layer of glory, which made people feel a sense of fear.

Eros sat on the presiding seat and looked back at the blue sky. How long has it been since he spread his wings and soared in the vast and boundless sky?It's only been a year, but the life of human beings makes him a little tired. One day, he will spread his wings, leave here with all the wealth, and return to his lair to sleep beautifully. He doesn't need to face those verbal battles and endless Obligation!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and turned his head to look at Sa Keluo who was standing beside him very seriously. He even imagined what kind of expression this person would have when he swept away all the wealth.That's so cool, isn't it!

"Please be serious, Your Majesty." Seeing Eros laughing at him like this, Sa Keluo felt his scalp tingling, and had to remind him, "It's about to start."

Eros shrugged, not offended.The trial seat was shrouded in shadows, making their side even taller. It was such a place that a series of trials began.

The first to enter was a peasant woman who had been reported for having an affair with a centaur.

Eros looked at the peasant woman with great interest. Years of work and housework made her look old and rude, so he laughed: "Come on, centaurs won't take a fancy to her, let alone they have lived in seclusion for a long time. Woke up."

Then the clerk sorted out some traces of the centaur, and the poor woman couldn't bear the torture, so she started to make up lies, saying that she encountered a centaur at a well, and the other party forced a... er, physical communication, and then promised Offered her gold, but it didn't materialize.

The centaurs have been hidden for a long time after the war between the demon gods 300 years ago. There are very few traces of them in the human world, and even if they did appear, they would never do such forced behavior.Although they are mostly associated with sex, sex, and violence in the eyes of humans, as far as the dragon race knows about them, this is a fairly free-spirited and intelligent nation, and somehow it has changed in the eyes of humans.Not to mention that the last time Eros saw the centaur was 200 years ago, the lies made up by this woman are too bad.

"You need to make a judgment. Although it is not the final judgment, it can also affect the outcome," Thakro said to Eros on the side.

"To show respect for the imperial power?" Eros sneered, and wrote "not guilty" on the verdict.

"Do you think she is innocent?" Thakro asked curiously about the king's sentence.

Eros propped his chin up and played with the quill in his hand: "These are just some harmless lies, and you can't lose your life if you commit them. What's more, lies are indispensable in human life. They are part of society and are innocent."

Sa Keluo raised his eyebrows, and in a way, it seemed to be the case.

Next was a rich man. Somehow, a black magic totem appeared in the cellar of his house. After the priest of the church went to confirm it, it was determined that it was a magic circle that summoned dark power.

The rich man vowed that he did not know that there was such an evil thing in the place where he magnified the cabbage, and he was willing to donate all his family wealth to the church to show his steadfastness to the God of Light!

Eros smiled wickedly, and neatly wrote not guilty on the trial book.It's so respectable, isn't it, he donated all his wealth!After all, it's no wonder that the church is so rich. They spend very little, but they get a lot of wealth for nothing. In this way-maybe a church has more wealth than a country's treasury?Thinking of this, Eros couldn't help but ponder. Before taking away the money from the treasury, he must first get rid of the church.

The last person to come in was a tall, thin man.He was wearing a dirty black robe, his gray hair was almost falling out, and his eyeballs looked cloudy, and it was hard for Eros to see if he could see.

"This is a black-robed mage," the clerk announced, labeling the shaky-looking man a "Level [-] Danger."

"Mage in black robe?" Eros looked down at the cowering man.He had heard of the name of the black-robed mage, who was a human mage who turned to the God of Darkness for power. Compared with the supporters of the God of Light, these people learned black magic and were usually extremely aggressive.

Attack power...?This person looked like he couldn't even step on an ant to death.

In the age of the demon gods, human beings were classified as weak groups, and they were creatures that had to be clustered together to survive.As for the devil or the dragon, they are lonely and powerful, and each of them is a powerful and insurmountable mountain, so Eros cannot understand the human world.But black-robed mages are different, they are much stronger than ordinary humans, he has heard many stories about black-robed mages, all of them are powerful and elegant without exception.

But, well, it is understandable that the era of powerful demon gods has passed, and magic has fallen. This world has begun to be decided by humans, and poor dark creatures can only shiver in the cracks of the ground, and the black-robed mage—if This person is really a black-robed mage, Eros should sigh for the magic age that has passed away.

That person didn't eloquently excuse the crimes that were charged against him like the previous prisoner. He just stood on the trial seat, looking tired, but he didn't pay much attention to the result of the trial.

"We will give you a chance to defend yourself." One of the cardinals said, as if to show the God of Light's tolerance, "You have been identified as a black robe mage."

The man didn't lift his head, his voice was hoarse and old: "Yes, the black-robed mage, but I'm not, I swear."

Several cardinals glanced at each other. In each other's eyes, they seemed to see that the other's views were the same as their own. Maybe this wasn't some black-robed mage, maybe it was just a poor old man.

"What district are you from?" asked another cardinal, a question that would be used to assess his insanity. "Do you have any family and where are they?"

"They died very early, in a plague," he said sadly, "the fifth district is a sad place for me, where the flesh and blood of my kindred are buried, and I remember the time when the crow's wings passed There are shadows of death everywhere."

Afterwards, several bishops asked some other questions, and the clerk asked them to write down the verdict.Since this was the last prisoner, priests soon collected their sentences.

Eros walked out of the religious court and walked in the wide corridor on the third floor. He saw the man in black robe passing by on the first floor, as if to escort him back to the dungeon.

"The last verdict, what did you write?" At the same time, he saw the man passing by and the Duke Sacre who was following the king. He didn't turn back to ask Eros until the other party disappeared from his sight.

Eros didn't raise his head: "Not guilty."

"Not guilty?" he asked back.

"Not guilty," Eros twitched the corner of his mouth, "after all, he didn't lie, he is indeed not a black-robed mage."

"No, he is by no means innocent. There are loopholes in what he said," Thacklow said. "At least in the last 100 years, there has been no plague in the fifth district, not even a small-scale plague."

"He should be a Necromancer, and his power doesn't come from the God of Darkness," Eros made a gesture, "He is different from the black robe, so the church's testimony against him is not valid."

Sacre was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Eros to make such a strict distinction between evil mages.

"His power... I think it should come from dead bodies. The necromancer 'Lich' means 'corpse' in ancient language. They get their power from the place of death," Eros sighed softly. Compared with the black-robed mage, the necromancer is even rarer, because the price to be paid is too high to get this title."

Sa Keluo didn't ask what the price was, he knew what it meant.As a necromancer, his power comes from the resentment and pain of the dead, from the resentment of the dead being strangled to death by those dear to them.The basis of power comes from murdering relatives, which is the most basic and solid power in the power pyramid of the necromancer. If you want to become a necromancer, you must kill relatives.

Su Keluo suddenly remembered a sentence his teacher said to him: "The most terrifying thing in this world is not the omnipotent magic, but the human heart."

If the church knew that they knew that it was a "Kinslayer" necromancer, I'm afraid they wouldn't have had the kind and pleasant inquiry just now, and they would probably have hanged or burned him directly.

"Ah, the next big battle!"

His king cheered up, walked quickly to the stairs, and then looked back at him: "Follow quickly, those people are still waiting for me to hold a financial meeting with them!"