Chapter 95: The dust has settled, my sisters confession
The larger the organization, the easier it is to harbor dirt and evil.
Even a church that believes in the goddess of light and has strict precepts cannot avoid this.
When the sacred cloak is removed and the ugliness is revealed, the impact on the world is huge, just like the child molestation scandal of Christian priests on earth, which was suddenly made into an Oscar-winning film...
Renn handed the thick pile of information to the judge and looked at the dock with a smile.
"It is unimaginable that this is what the clergy of the church would do. It simply brings shame to the glory of the goddess!"
"Damn it, damn these scumbags!"
"Well done, young paladin Michelle, you have sought justice for those wronged souls, and the goddess will forgive your sins!"
The crowd was furious. Not only the believers, but also the soldiers in Dune City began to denounce the corruption of the church.
The Savage Duke, Prince Matthew, and the noble representatives listened to the overwhelming abuse and denunciation of the believers. Even if they wanted to defend themselves, they were powerless.
It stinks. Now the reputations of Cardinal Giulio and Sister Rebecca are completely stinky, as stinky as a cesspit.
Anyone who defends them will smell like shit.
The Savage Duke listened to everyone's curses and greetings, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he said bravely:
"I, I know that Giulio made a big mistake and deserved death. I will not defend him now, but Michelle did not follow the procedures and used lynching to kill people. He should be punished."
Prince Matthew echoed:
"Yes, according to the laws of the empire and the precepts of the church, Michel killed a large number of nobles and clergy and should be burned at the stake!"
The accusers no longer dared to defend the victims, so they changed their approach and asked Michelle to be buried with him.
Michelle remained expressionless, and Ren just sneered and didn't speak again.
"this……"
The presiding judge, Archbishop Timo, was confused.
The trial has reached this point. The ins and outs of this incident, the causes and consequences are all clear. There is nothing to add or discuss. We are just waiting for the final ruling.
But it is not easy to decide.
Giulio and the others were guilty of serious crimes and deserved to die. They were not unjust even if they were cut to pieces by a thousand swords.
But the problem is that the laws of the empire and the precepts of the church are very unfavorable to Michel. His actions of killing evil parties and cleaning up the family can be regarded as justice, but he himself does not have the power to execute those clergy.
It kind of means that honest officials kill corrupt officials and eliminate harm for the people.
But killing an official is treason in itself...
Archbishop Timo was very torn. In his heart, he admired Michel. He believed that he hated evil and was very courageous and dared to face the darkness of the church. However, he also knew that lynching his colleagues was taboo.
If everyone did this, the church would be in chaos.
For example, if you find out that your colleague is a heinous drug dealer, you can't just stab him. You have to call the police and hand it over to the police.
Everyone looked at the judge, but the judge was very confused and didn't know how to rule.
"We should win. The laws of the empire are in our favor." The Savage Duke grinned.
Prince Matthew and the representatives of the nobles did not say anything on the surface, but they were relatively optimistic in their hearts. As the ruling class and exploiting class of this world, they actually don’t care much about fairness and justice. What they care about is how to maintain their authority and status!
Even the laws are made by the ruling class.
Michel's biggest "mistake" was actually that his behavior broke an unspoken rule of upper class society - a noble cannot easily kill another noble, especially within the same power or interest group.
Landowners can use lynching to punish serfs, but have you ever seen a landowner take a knife to chop another landowner?
It's too rough, it's not the way of upper class society.
Archbishop Timo's face was uncertain, his eyes were changing, and his heart was very tangled.
Michelle closed her eyes, had no expectations in her heart, and waited calmly for death.
The Scourge Sword Master, Speaker Daniel, Lady Ellie, Count Ange and others all shook their heads slightly, knowing that this young paladin who hated evil would inevitably die.
If he is not convicted, he will be violating the laws of the empire, which is quite extraordinary.
As we all know, the old bishop is a very traditional person, and tradition often means conservative...
But Ren was smiling and as steady as an old dog.
Archbishop Timo took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and finally his conservative thoughts prevailed, and he decided to judge according to the laws of the empire, saying:
"I declare..."
call out!
At this time, a bright golden rainbow fell from high in the sky, pouring down the brilliant power of heaven. The holy shield on the top of the court that blocked the rain was instantly shattered by the golden light, turning into countless white light blocks and scattering!
The golden rainbow fell and landed in the center of the open-air square. A stream of holy energy as bright as liquid gold burst out and spread around like a tide.
A tall woman with long hair, bathed in golden sacred light, stood in the square.
She is fair-skinned and beautiful, and is wearing a lavender dress. This kind of saintly dress with waistband style perfectly outlines her graceful figure, and her curved figure shows off the softness of a woman.
At this time, her long golden hair was tied up, and she stood quietly in the temple square. The clouds above her head disappeared, and the golden sun shone through the churning sea of clouds, shining on Artoria's delicate face, making her look plain.
Inviolable nobility.
People who saw her for the first time were shocked by her breathtaking beauty and temperament.
She combines the nobility and grace of a princess with the tenacity of a warrior. She is peerless in elegance. Her eyes are confident and firm, as if she is a religious saint who leads people to victory, standing like a glorious flag on this land full of magic.
There was a moment of silence in the court, and everyone was silent, shocked by her beauty and holiness.
Ren was a little absent-minded. At this moment, there was nothing foreign in his eyes, only her bathing in the sunshine, her beautiful white face glowing with a soft golden glow, like a dreamy figure like a goddess.
His heart palpitated, and he wished he could rush over immediately and hold her in his arms.
But this was a public place, so he forced himself to hold it in, even though his thoughts and desires almost overwhelmed his brain and made his arms tremble.
"Kate?"
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Finally, some clergy members of the church came to their senses and exclaimed in low voices.
"Is this the new saint of the church?"
In the auditorium, the natural disaster swordsman raised his eyebrows and looked surprised, "The appearance and temperament are impeccable, a peerless beauty, and her strength seems to be..."
Something feels wrong.
At first glance, he looks like an ordinary king, but upon closer inspection, there is a subtle feeling. As the ultimate swordsman, his sharp sword heart seems to feel threatened, and he is a little alert.
But once again, it seems like an illusion...
Speaker Daniel widened his eyes slightly and said: "This is a bit strange, isn't it? She just became a saint, how can she have the strength of a king?"
Most of the saints in the past of the church were at the peak of the fourth level, or took office at the beginning of the fifth level.
It is simply unheard of for a new saint to be a king-level saint. After all, many saints are still stuck in the half-step to the king's level until they leave office.
Others were equally shocked.
"How is this possible, queen?"
"It's unbelievable. Where did the church find the saint? Why didn't she have such a strong reputation before?"
When they felt the majestic power of the holy sea from the saint, Alfred, Execution Witch Rosemary, Master Randy and Count Ange all looked surprised, surprised and confused.
This isn't right.
With such strength, she should have become famous in the mainland, but why is there so little news about this saint?
In this era, there has been no apparent human female king in the entire continent for a long time!
Not counting the Daughter of the Night, that is the return of the ancient boss. Nana, the "White Dragon Girl" who shined in the Beihai Incident, is suspected to be not human.
The thousands of ordinary believers were also shocked. They could not judge the strength of the high-level transcendent. They just felt that the beauty of this saint was almost dreamy, and she was also particularly friendly and upright, just like the incarnation of the goddess of light...
Arturia ignored everyone's looks and comments, her green eyes glowed with golden light, and she stared at the black-haired young man next to the defendant's seat, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes filled with infinite tenderness.
She wanted to rush over, hold him in her arms and tell him about her lovesickness, but she could hold back.
"Kate, you're here."
Archbishop Timo looked at the saint he had selected, with a kind smile on his face and a little doubt, "What's the matter?"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Arturia walked straight to the trial stand. Her crystal mid-heeled shoes made a crisp sound, and a pair of beautiful legs with smooth and delicate skin loomed between the bifurcated hem of the saint's skirt.
The posture that is holy yet still beautiful in the female body firmly attracts everyone's attention.
Many people also wondered what she was going to do.
This saint descended from the sky, not as if she was showing off, but more as if she was in a hurry.
Arturia walked up to the old bishop, waved her delicate hand, and the golden holy light shone in the twisted space. It was about three feet long, translucent and white in color, with pure white angel wing guards and holy emblem imprints, inlaid with seven colors.
The jeweled scepter is revealed.
"Holy Rainbow Scepter" is a semi-sacred weapon, the weapon of the Pope, to be precise, it is a ritual weapon and a token.
Just like the Demon Emperor's "Guilty Crown", although it is of high quality, it is not a weapon in itself, but a token, a symbol of identity and power.
Seeing this scepter, Archbishop Timo immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and said:
"Salute to you, the uncrowned king, the favored one of God, the benevolent saint, the spiritual leader of all peoples, the guide of all living beings, and the spokesperson of our Lord in the world!"
Seeing a stick is like seeing a person.
Head Gonzalez, Rafael, Michel, and even Miss Mireille on the plaintiff's bench and all the extraordinary people in the church system all stood up and saluted the saint holding the scepter.
"Salute to you, the uncrowned king, the favored one of God, the benevolent saint, the spiritual leader of all peoples, the guide of all living beings, and the spokesperson of our Lord in the world!"
The believers responded by chanting holy words and blessing His Majesty the Pope.
Artoria held the sacred rainbow scepter in her hand, and her whole body shone with holy light, like the goddess of light coming to earth, and said loudly:
"Here is the token. I will exercise my supreme power for once. Do you have any objections?"
"I will definitely obey your will, Spokesperson of God!" Archbishop Timo said respectfully while maintaining the bowing action with his hands on his chest.
The saint is not qualified to be worshiped by a Talisman Archbishop.
But Kate is representing the Pope at this moment, and we should pay respect to God's only spokesperson on earth, even the saints.
Arturia held the sacred scepter in her hand, turned around, faced the plaintiff, defendant, jury, as well as the believers and citizens, and said solemnly:
"Bishop Giulio, Sister Rebecca and other clergymen have betrayed the glory of the goddess and trampled on law and morality. The evidence is conclusive and they deserve to be punished. No one is allowed to cry out for their injustice.
Paladin Michel, who used lynching to kill his colleagues, greatly exceeded his authority, and acted for good reasons, was exempted from the punishment of being burned, stripped of his title, all honors and the position of leader of the Knights Templar branch, and was demoted to the Dune City Death Row Camp to serve his crime...
The above is the final result of the public trial, is there any objection?"
This turn of events was so sudden that many people didn't react for a while.
Michelle looked calm and said: "I have no objection and obey the divine judgment!"
Death row is not a nice place.
As cannon fodder, an abandoned son, he charges on the front line and does the job of plugging holes in bullets.
With the current intensity of the war on the southern plains, a dual-route low-ranking saint like him is in danger of dying in the death row camp.
But he didn't care. Instead of being executed without any value, it would be nice to shine in the end. Death in battle was the best destination for him.
The defendant obeyed the sentence.
But the plaintiff had some objections.
The Savage Duke opened his mouth and said bravely:
"Your Highness the Saint, is this too lenient? Michelle is a great knight at the level of the Holy Domain. If he seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, he may survive..."
"Are you questioning the judgment of the Pope?" Arturia looked at the Savage Duke coldly, her green eyes glowing with a sacred golden light.
Facing her golden eyes that were like the sun's disk, Duke Mars felt a little depressed for some reason, as if he had been suppressed. The surging energy and blood in his body was not flowing smoothly, and he was filled with uncertainty.
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Such strong mental pressure is far beyond that of ordinary kings... But isn't she a lucky person who has absorbed and refined the remaining power of the saints of the past generations?
By some strange coincidence, the Savage Duke actually gave up and said:
"NO, I have not."
Prince Matthew's face turned pale, he clenched his fists, and swallowed what he wanted to say.
Miss Mireille looked calm on the surface, but when she looked at the new holy lady who was holding the sacred scepter, born holy, extremely noble and elegant, there was a hint of deep jealousy and unwillingness in her eyes.
Why, such a woman suddenly appeared, better than her in every aspect.
The position of a saint that was so easily within her reach slipped away, which made her feel extremely resentful.
But she has lost the qualification to compete with Kate.
After an unspeakable silence, Prince Matthew took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said:
"We have no objection!"
"Yeah, great!"
"I knew the church would give Michelle justice!"
"Justice will prevail!"
The believers cheered and shouted with joy. After they knew the cause and effect of the matter, most of them supported Michelle.
This is actually quite understandable. When you hear that a corrupt official has been sacked, who among ordinary people wouldn’t applaud?
Some greedy people wish that all corrupt officials would be sacked, preferably shot.
The victorious cheers of the believers also embarrassed the Savage Duke, Prince Matthew and others. This scene made them look like some evil force.
Captain Gonzalez breathed a sigh of relief.
Raphael couldn't hold back his breath, made a fist and waved it hard, and said with a smile: "Great!"
Although his face was paralyzed and he had a stubborn temper and could not speak, he still hoped that he could survive and not be executed in frustration.
The Natural Disaster Sword Master stood up from his seat and sighed: "I didn't expect it to end like this. I just lost my life."
"maybe."
Speaker Daniel stood up, pulled up the coat on the back of the chair, put it on his body, and walked out, "The death row camp is still very dangerous. There are many dark princes and princes on the battlefield now. If you are not careful, a young man like Michelle will be killed."
The genius will also fall."
In one sentence, he went from being certain to die to struggling for survival.
After the dust settled, everyone dispersed while discussing.
Ren looked at his cheap sister who was surrounded by a group of church clergy, smiled slightly, pulled up the black windbreaker and put it on his body, and walked out.
Renn: [You came just in time. If you don’t come, I will roar in court and interrupt the trial again.]
Artoria: [The Pope went out for a trip and took a while to get the token, but luckily he caught up.]
Ren was silent for a moment and entered text with his mind: [I miss you very much.]
Artoria: [I miss you so much, wait for me, I will come to you at night.]
For some reason, after seeing this news from her, Ren's heart beat faster, his blood boiled slightly, and he felt a strong impulse.
He couldn't control himself anymore. Before he knew it, the emotions deep in his heart were brewing like a volcano and were about to explode...
As everyone dispersed, the news spread. As expected, the results of the public trial aroused heated discussions among various forces in Dune City.
All major newspapers are working overtime to prepare to spread the news to all parts of the mainland.
………
At night, the moon is cold and the stars are cold.
Winter nights are lonely and cold. In the night sky, the blue and purple light flashes slightly in the field of vision. The stars spread out and flow with light, forming a beautiful Milky Way.
Ren returned to the villa behind the Brave Mansion early and paced back and forth in the living room.
From dusk to sunset to nightfall and the rise of the cold moon, he could not calm down. For the first time, he felt what it meant to live like a year.
I hate that time passes so slowly, and I feel increasingly impatient.
He unscrewed the oak cork and poured a glass of red wine. The famous wine Crimson Moon was rippling with fluorescent liquid, as alluring as liquid red agate.
He drank a glass of sweet wine and still felt a fire burning in his heart.
Just when he had the urge to go to the church to find someone, a shadow jumped in from the balcony.
Renn saw the girl he had always dreamed of again.
She is naturally beautiful, her cheeks are like peach blossoms, her skin as crystal clear as snow is like the light shining in the day, her long golden hair is like condensed sunlight, and her eyes are like emerald green, full of tenderness that can melt the heart of a tough guy.
She has grown a lot, with a tall and graceful figure, plump breasts that cannot be concealed by the saintly dress, and long and graceful white legs, showing her elegant style as a royal sister.
She looked at him, with the corners of her mouth raised, and a sweet smile that made the midnight stars eclipse.
"Ren, I'm home!"
This sentence made him almost lose his mind.
Ren rushed over, hugged her into his arms, and tightly hugged her delicate waist with his strong arms. The wonderful soft touch made his heart tremble, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
"Welcome home, my sister, my girl."
He kissed her forehead almost selflessly, greedily smelling the fragrance of her hair and the light body fragrance.
Arturia hugged his back with a pair of arms, raised her head slightly, and faced him with her eyes locked.
They could feel each other's breathing and temperature. Her red lips were almost touching his lips, and her eyes were rippling.
She smiled, hugged Ren's neck, and said, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"
"I……"
The tenderness and sweetness in her eyes was so strong and undisguised that it made his voice tremble a little.
"Then let me tell you first. I miss you very much during this year of separation. I think about you often and sometimes in my dreams. I think I must be in love with you."
"..."
"To be honest, I regret it a bit. I missed a lot. I shouldn't have left you for so long." Arturia stared deeply into his blue eyes, with a bright smile and infinite tenderness.
Maybe she didn't realize that saying this to a man was almost a confession.
Ren was stunned for a moment, looking at her beautiful face that was so close, like a dream, he lowered his head and gently pressed her delicate red lips.
Arturia was stunned for a moment, her green eyes opened slightly, a little shocked, and she subconsciously patted his shoulders with both hands.
She was a little frightened, so she pushed lightly but didn't push away.
"Well……"
Ren hugged her tender waist with his arms and kissed her. His movements were not rough, but very gentle. He took possession of her beauty bit by bit but very firmly. His fiery passion and intense longing almost made Al
Tolia choked.
Her body was a little weak, her eyes were blank, but her arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck.
This feeling is actually very wonderful...
The cold moonlight poured in from the window sill, wrapping the kissing couple like a soft silver gauze. The two shadows merged together, indistinguishable from each other.
The moonlight was hazy, beautiful and intoxicating, a night worth remembering.
