The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

The four followed the surging crowd forward, and people behind them continued to join the gathering crowd.Not long after, Flan and the others followed the pedestrians in front to a small square in the city. The square had been cleaned up, leaving a circular area in the middle.The citizens who had been waiting here for a while gathered around the periphery of the square, and all kinds of noisy discussions were intertwined, which made people feel a little irritated.

After a while, several people dressed as priests came over, followed by a small group of knights in silver armor and long swords. Behind these knights was a row of carriages pulled by an iron cage. Inside the iron cage was a short and thin man. , a person wearing a black hood and with his hands chained behind him.

The carriage stopped at the edge of the square, and the heavily armed knights opened the iron cage, and lifted the man out of the cage like a chicken, and dragged them halfway to the center of the square.

The thin prisoner knelt on the ground weakly, and the black hood covering his head was taken off abruptly. The afternoon sun stung his eyes, which he had not seen for a long time, and he instinctively wanted to rub his eyes. The movement made a clang, but was kicked on the back by the knight who thought he was going to do something wrong, and fell to the ground powerlessly.

The crowd of onlookers made whispered discussions, allowing the four Fulan, who were not too far ahead, to understand the situation ahead.

"Look, is that still a child?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, that's the son of the devil! It will bring disaster!"

"The son of the Devil?"

"Don't look at his young age, but he is terrifying!"

"It is said that this kid killed his parents!"

"Uh... the son of the devil, he killed the devil?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, I heard that he is an illegitimate child, the evil fetus conceived by his mother intercourse with the devil, and later his mother married his stepfather, but he killed both his stepfather and his biological mother!"

"Oh, that's really terrible!"

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The four of Fran frowned involuntarily, pushed aside the crowd and pushed forward.

The so-called sinner who was kneeling on the ground was a thin boy, his age was between a teenager and a child, and he seemed younger because he was too thin.He was dressed in rags, and under the ragged clothes revealed old wounds and a bony figure with skin tightly wrapped around bones.The boy has dark brown hair and dull brown eyes. His face is expressionless, as if he has lost hope and courage in life, leaving only an empty skin.

Rowena and Helga couldn't help but gasped, and Fran quickly added an illusion barrier around them when she saw this.

The most kind and gentle Helga frowned, and said in a low voice, "You're still a child, how could you have so many injuries? Did those people from the church beat him?"

Fran has been through the battlefield for a long time, and she has rich experience in trauma, so she can immediately judge the time and type of the scar with just a glance.

"Probably not. They are all old wounds. Many of the scars are old. They look like whip wounds with a horsewhip, and there are some burns."

Godric also looked solemn, and said solemnly: "He is a little wizard..."

Fran nodded in agreement: "That's right, this boy can't even control his own magic power, but the power he radiates is very stable."

Godric explained to the three of Fran: "Did you see the metal rings on his hands and feet? That is a restraint tool specially designed to suppress the power of wizards, and it is used to prevent wizards from using magic and magic riots."

Rowena frowned, bit her lower lip and said, "It's just a child who can't control his own power. When the magic power gets out of control and hurts people, he can't control it by himself."

Godric sighed, shook his head and said, "Do you think the point is that he killed his parents? The point is that he is a wizard!"

While several people were discussing, an official standing in the square said loudly: "Quiet! Please be quiet!"

The crowd of onlookers gradually fell silent, and the potbellied official put his fist to his lips, coughed and said, "Now, the adults of the church will preside over this trial. May the divine power annihilate all evil!"

A middle-aged priest at the head stepped forward. He led everyone to pray for a while, and then began the activity of public trial of heresy.

A young priest opened the parchment scroll in his hand and began to read the boy's crime.

"Sinner Carter, male, ten years old."

"Being accused of learning evil witchcraft with demons, disrespecting God, disrespecting oracles, stealing money with evil power, and even brutally killing parents,"

There was an uproar in the audience, people were whispering, judging, scolding, and exchanging information with each other. It didn't take long for the boy sitting on the ground to become the embodiment of evil in the world, the source of all evil.

The officials had to shout again: "Silence! Silence!"

When the boiling crowd calmed down again, the people from the church started the next step, indicating that the kneeling boy could start to defend himself. Although this is just a process, after all, it has never been heard of a heretic who was publicly tried. For those who have been pardoned for self-defense, for most of the defendants, no matter how they confess, what awaits them is nothing more than burning at the stake.

The boy's lips trembled a few times, and it took him a long time to speak, but the young man's throat, which was supposed to be clear, only made a dry hoarse sound.

"I...have nothing to say."

"That man, he is a scum! He has been abusing my mother and me. If I don't resist, I will die..."

"As for Mom... I didn't mean to... I'm sorry, Mom, I'm sorry..."

Tears suddenly welled up in the boy's eyes, his expression changed from numbness to pain, sobbing accompanied by tears drew lines on his dirty cheeks, looking pitiful.

The leading priest kept a gentle smile from the beginning to the end. He said lightly: "Since you admit it, what awaits you is a purifying flame. Only fire can eliminate the sins in your body. However, you You are young, maybe you were deceived by the devil. As long as you are willing to identify the person who taught you the evil method, you can wash away some of your sins, and we can also consider leniency and change your burning sentence to hanging .”

The boy had a blank face, as if he hadn't heard anything, staring straight at the ground without saying a word.

The young priest snorted softly, leaned close to the middle-aged priest and said something, and then announced: "Since the criminal has pleaded guilty, the execution of the punishment will begin now. In the final judgment, the criminal Carter will be burned at the stake!"

The two knights walked over, pulled one side, and dragged the boy named Carter to the execution platform that had been erected earlier, and tied him to the post with ropes.

The priest looked at the boy who was still silent and asked, "Are you still unwilling to speak?"

Carter shook his head: "I don't know, there's nothing to say."

The priest frowned and said, "You defending that heresy in this way is a betrayal of God. If you betray God, you will be riddled with sins that even the stake of fire cannot remove. I will ask you again, but are you still unwilling to speak?"

The boy closed his eyes slightly, and said hoarsely, "I've already said it, I don't know."

Hearing this, the priest waved his hand lightly, and the executioner with the torch walked over, but the crowd cheered, as if burning a boy could really clear away the disaster.Seeing this, the four of Fran breathed heavily and were about to react when they heard a cold and haughty male voice, overwhelming all the voices shouting to burn him to death.

"Wait, he won't say it, I will!"

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All the people at the scene looked for their reputation, and a tall young man stood out from the crowd.

It was a young man. He was tall and slender. His long, smooth curly black hair was casually tied up with a dark green embroidered headband, hanging lazily on his black cloak. Under the sun, the texture was fine. The cloak is soft and matte, and the legs of the robe roll when walking, and the aura is powerful.

The man stood still, raised his delicate chin slightly, on his handsome but somewhat pale face, the thick eyelashes like crow feathers were half closed, concealing the dark red pupils under the eyelash feathers, and his whole demeanor exuded the unique characteristics of a hereditary great aristocrat. indifference and arrogance.

The middle-aged priest frowned. Although he was a little displeased at the hasty interruption of this unexpected visitor who was suspected to be of noble origin, he still asked, "Who are you? Do you have any advice?"

The man chuckled, and his laughter was full of condescending disdain.

"Who am I? Haven't you been looking for me?"

"What? Seeing the devil in your mouth, can't you recognize it?"

The priest shrank his pupils and shouted loudly: "Come on! Catch him! He is the heretic who teaches sorcery!"

The man snorted coldly, and pulled out his wand with his hand hidden in the cloak. With the quick movement of his lips, several huge poisonous snakes appeared out of thin air. Attacked in all directions.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly screamed.

"He can control poisonous snakes! He is the embodiment of Satan!"

"My God! It's terrible! He's a devil!"

"A demon has appeared! Run away!"

"God! Please save your believers!"

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The crowd of onlookers were shocked by the sudden change and dispersed, fleeing in all directions, the whole scene became extremely chaotic in an instant.Shouts, cries, screams, and fights rang out.

In the square, the man in the black robe and black cloak had already fought with the people of the church. The lights and shadows of various magic intertwined, and the scene was fierce and dangerous.

Godric was in a turbulent mood, and he shouted: "Brother with black hair, I'll help you!" As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and jumped into the battle ring. Swords meet.

Rowena and Helga also pulled out their wands, and rushed over without hesitation. Rowena cast spells in succession, covering Helga to go to the burning platform to save the little wizard.

Seeing that the solo robbery turned into a gang fight, it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.Fran sighed, in order to prevent a few people from being made dumplings by the church's reinforcements, she could only step forward to finish the work for a few people.

A blond-haired young man suddenly appeared on the battlefield. He raised his staff high and slammed it heavily on the ground.In an instant, a huge magic shock burst, and layers of magic waves exploded outward with the young man as the center.

For a moment, except for the three of Rowena and the young man in black, everyone within the range felt dizzy and dizzy. They could hardly control their bodies, as if their souls had been punched out of their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, Fran shouted: "Quick! Come closer to me!"

Another burst of light rose, and after a while, several youths and children who made a big noise at the trial scene had disappeared.

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"Huh, buddy, thanks, I thought I was going to fight all the way out of the city!" Godric put his sword into its sheath and said with a heartless smile.

Rowena straightened her skirt, looked around, and asked, "Teacher, where is this?"

Flan shook her head and replied, "The place where you teleport is a distance from the last town, so you don't have to worry about chasing soldiers." After she finished speaking, she looked at the young man in black and said, "You are injured."

"Huh?" Godric rubbed his nose, looked at the black-robed young man's arm, and said, "Why did I smell blood, brother, you are wearing a black robe so inconspicuously, I thought it was Rowena ..."

Before finishing speaking, Rowena kicked Godric on the back, making him stagger.

The young man in black shook his head coldly, and said calmly, "I'm fine." After speaking, he looked at the unconscious boy in Helga's arms, and asked, "How is he?"

The author has something to say: Nishang is still trapped in the claws of countless homework, but he has breathed a little.

No Responsibility Modern Campus Small Theater:

Mito: I heard that the xxx college in the UK is going to send exchange students to our school. I wonder if they will come to our class?

Hongye: xxx College, isn't that the school Artoria used to be?

Mito: That's right, Artoria, Lancelot, and Merlin all belong to that school. It seems that Fran stayed there for a while.

Fran: Well, but Merlin and I are from the magic department, and Artoria and Lancelot are both from the swordsmanship department.

Merlin: Yes, Fran and I are in the same class and at the same table~

Fran: ...Merlin, didn't you have a broken bone?How did you come here in a wheelchair?

Merlin: Hehe, you can ask Arturia, she tortured me inhumanely after you left!

Artoria: You should!

Merlin: Artoria, our two families are family friends. I gave you extra cultural lessons when you were young. Is that how you treat me, your former teacher, old friend, current classmate, and neighbor?

Artoria: From the moment you tried to abduct my fiancée to elope with you, we are not family friends but feuds!

Merlin: Al, can you be reasonable?Is it kidnapping and elopement if I take Fulan to my hometown to play?Also, that engagement has been voided long ago, don't you know?

Mito: Huh?Fran and Artoria are engaged? !

Everyone: What? !No!no!impossible!

Lancelot: Cough...the elders actually made marriages with their fingertips, saying that if it was a boy or a girl, they would get engaged, but Al was raised as a boy and heir since childhood, so...Later, Al's identity was exposed, That engagement was voided, but Al couldn't think about it, cough.

Merlin: Hehe, Lancelot, so you secretly took Fran away from England behind our backs, right?

Lancelot: Well, no matter how you say it, imprisoning Play is a bit too much.

Artoria: Humph!Poach the wall and be a single dog for a lifetime!

Hongye: Fulan, your experience sounds really ups and downs.

Fran: Well, it's not just that.Although I am only a high school student, my life experience before coming to this school is surprisingly rich... Looking back now, I feel that it is really weird and bloody...