The crowd burst into cheers. They were excited and shouting, looking forward to the pleasure of the executioner cutting off a person's head. Their cheers even overshadowed the chief steward's speech, even though the magician superimposed several times on the chief steward's head again.
Thanks to the magic of amplification, only a few discontinuous words of the chief butler's impassioned words finally broke through the barrier and flowed into the audience's ears. The louder his voice, the more intense the audience's cheers and cheers.
"Well, I said..."
Aranza turned to say something to Hancock in the crowd, but his words were undoubtedly buried in the waves of sound. Hancock had to shake her head to express that she did not hear clearly what he said.
The head butler on the round platform tried his best to make his voice become too loud. This was in line with his wishes. If he spoke too clearly, he might say the wrong thing. His mouth kept opening and closing, but
Even he himself didn't know what he said, but with his exaggerated gestures and movements, he could make the crowd louder every time, and he successfully transformed a public execution into the rhythm of the circus finale that was about to begin.
After a while, the chief steward suddenly bent down and bowed, indicating that his speech was over. The audience fell silent in tacit agreement, but their eyes were full of excitement, and they were continuing the energy of the next round of shouting. New ones were constantly added to the periphery of the crowd.
The audience, including many young children, either born in wealthy families or in relatively poor families, showed their innocent childlike faces while sitting on their father's shoulders and looking around curiously, as if
Attend a garden party that is only available during festive holidays.
"cut!"
Aranza couldn't help but make a sound of contempt for everything around her.
Hancock had already squeezed in next to Aranza, his eyes under the hood rolled slightly, and said: "This is normal, Aranza... not every prisoner is qualified to be executed, but for those with wealth and rank,
For people, every execution of a prisoner who is eligible for execution is a defense of their rights."
There were no shouts around, and Hancock's words could clearly enter Aranza's ears. Fortunately, the "audience" around the two of them were disguised as Norland Army soldiers. Otherwise, Hancock's words might have caused a lot of trouble.
People's abuse. For people who are mixed in the torrent but struggling to go upstream, all criticism and questioning should be eliminated in order to defend their determination to go upstream.
At this time, the chief butler slowly stepped back from the round platform. He had just stood on the side of the round platform when the four magicians who had already been prepared chanted spells in unison. The passage was stabilized. It was a kind of protective magic against magic transmission to prevent the magic from being transmitted.
Someone used space confinement magic to block it. As they chanted, a dazzling magic array lit up in the center of the round platform. The next moment, three blurry figures appeared in the magic array - this is a form that is only seen in the execution of felons.
, the prisoner is sent directly to the beheading table through magic teleportation, minimizing the possible accidents that may occur to the rhyme prisoner on the way.
After a while, three figures became clear to everyone. They were two powerful Ryan family warriors. Sandwiched between them was the prisoner. She was wearing a white and simple prison uniform, with a hint of forbidden magic and weakness.
The enchanted shackles bound her hands and feet, and people could not see her face clearly. The executioner covered her head with a black hood. Only a few strands of hair were exposed from under the black hood, curled up alone on her shoulder.
The shoulders looked messy and haggard.
Aranza didn't know whether to relax or be nervous. He took a deep breath of cold air, turning it into a ball of hot air and exhaled it from his nose. His soul sensing ability had already told him the answer, and he said: "Well, it's her, that's right.
"
More than twenty Norland Army soldiers unconsciously reached into their robes and tightly held the prepared daggers. They were ordered not to carry weapons when entering the central square. The only dagger that could be hidden became the only thing they had at this time.
The strength of the Norland Army, but even if there is only a dagger, the combat power of these more than twenty Norland Army soldiers cannot be ignored. They are all elites in the Norland Army, and each of them has the title of mid-level officer or above.
The leader of the team is Haru, a "war fanatic" who is as famous as Mirok the "Bloodthirsty" in Noland's army.
Haru is as big as Milok, but his mind is much more cautious. While secretly suppressing his men with gestures, Haru asked in Alanza's ear: "Sir, do you want to do something?"
Now that Elita's identity has been confirmed, now is the best time.
"Wait a minute."
Before Aranza could speak, Hancock answered first. Her face was hidden under the hood, but everyone knew that her eyes were focused on Elita above the round platform. She did not explain much, but
Said: "When I take action, you can take action again."
Hearing this, Aranza could only nod. Since he was not familiar with Ix City and the enemy's formation, he had not given a clear signal to take action before.
At this time, the executioner had already lifted off Elita's hood.
Her face was pale, and her childish and cautious expression was no longer fixed on her face, but was replaced by confusion and helplessness. Her eyes were empty, and her sight seemed difficult to focus, but she still slowly turned her head, her gaze
Passing through the crowd under the round platform, she seemed not to see Aranza. When a person is about to die on a mission, everything seems unimportant.
The crowd stopped for a moment, then erupted into a roar like a roaring tsunami.
"Kill her!"
"traitor!"
Or the only thing that can be fortunate is that these people still maintained some style and did not throw things at Elita. They believed that such behavior was not in line with their status, but they expected this, so there are always people who can
It made them feel psychologically satisfied - I don't know which brave poor man threw his smelly shoes, as if practice makes perfect, the sole hit Elita's face, leaving a faint shoe print. So, in the crowd,
Another burst of pleasant laughter broke out.
Aranza had seen Elita's confusion and helplessness, but for the first and only time, he found a twinkling teardrop in the corner of Elita's eyes.
She was crying. Even though she was holding back tears, Aranza's perception had already captured her soul.
She is crying.
Only then did Aranza suddenly understand what he had done wrong.
"Wait a little longer!"
The aura that suddenly emanated from Aranza's body suddenly frightened Hancock, so that she said something forcefully, reached out to hold Aranza's shoulders, and lowered her voice and said: "The more critical the moment, the more calm you must be!"
Hancock's words brought Aranza back to his senses. He suppressed the emotions in his heart and retracted his eyes from the top of the round platform unwillingly. At this time, there was another judge on the round platform, and he was announcing loudly with the help of amplification magic.
The difference between Lita Lane's crimes and the speech of the chief steward was that the audience listened patiently to each crime he announced, and then cursed and scorned Elita in unison.
As for Elita in the center, she can only endure all the voices. There is no room for her to argue, and she is not allowed to argue.
"The Supreme Tribunal of the Lane Family has ruled that Elita Lane should be sentenced to death!"
Finally, the judge loudly announced: "Execution now!"
He waved his hand in front of him, as if he had executed Elita once in his mind, and this action also raised the voice to its peak. Elita knelt on the ground, and a Ryan family soldier carefully held her down.
Her head completely exposed her neck to the executioner's eyes. The executioner immediately confirmed the position, shouted loudly, and raised the beheading knife high.
That's it now!
"Help!"
Hancock suddenly shouted loudly, and his body suddenly jumped into the air. Her finger lit up with a brilliant golden light, and the next moment it hit the executioner holding the long knife, and the golden flame instantly enveloped him, and even the wailing in pain
Blocked in the throat!
"kill!"
Haru next to Aranza also shouted loudly, leading more than 20 Norland Army soldiers to rush out from the crowd and pounce on the city defense troops maintaining order on the outermost layer of the round platform. Aranza also took action at this time,
His figure was like a ghost, appearing in front of Haru and the others in an instant. With the blade of silence swung, he tore a gap in the city defense for them.
The sudden change made the audience stunned for a while, and then the cheers immediately turned into cries. People pushed each other and desperately squeezed out of the stadium. Some even ignored their children and fell from their shoulders and fell to the ground.
Howling loudly, after all, they have the ability to curse and ridicule, but they do not have the strength to sanction and defend.
Of course, a powerful side cannot sit still and wait for death - when Hancock attacked the executioner, they also launched defensive measures.
The city defense army focused on the more than 20 Norland warriors led by Haru. In order to prevent accidental injuries to the masses, they did not use archers, but formed an encirclement with dozens of the closest city defense warriors. This was the only
The encirclement was easily torn apart by Aranza in the next moment. Although the other teams of city defense soldiers were not far away, it would still take some time to get here.
"Go save her!"
Aranza glanced at the round platform and found that dozens of warriors had surrounded her and began to move to one side.
"Your Highness, don't worry!"
Haru shouted loudly, stabbed the dagger into the hand of a city defense soldier with his backhand, and snatched the opponent's long sword. Then, like a ferocious beast, he waved the long sword and ran towards Ilita first, and the others
Although the Norland Army soldiers are slightly lagging behind, their predecessors are all mercenaries who licked blood with their swords. They may not be good at team combat, but they are definitely good at fighting alone. They can snatch the enemy from the enemy in a matter of seconds.
Get the weapons you need and keep up with Haru.
At this moment, Aranza's eyes turned and fell towards the Ryan family's special auditorium not far away. In the center of the second floor of the auditorium, Duke Alsis was looking at him with playful eyes. On both sides of the Duke, Saints
The domain strong men Osiris and Uttara disappeared.
To be precise, they have already entered the battlefield.
In front of Aranza, two figures full of coercion were rushing towards them! It was Osiris and Uttara! They actually gave up attacking Hancock, who was in the most obvious position, and planned to attack Aranza together!
Prioritize killing the son of the Hero King. This is the order of Duke Alsis.
"snort!"
Aranza's face suddenly showed a trace of ridicule, and she showed no fear at all and charged towards the two powerful enemies.
"boom!"
Just when the two sides were about to collide, a ray of water-blue magic lightning suddenly struck down from the sky and hit Osiris on the left!
"This is……?"
A flash of doubt flashed in Osiris's eyes, and then he was filled with horror. He didn't even have time to dodge, and the aqua blue lightning hit him accurately. The lightning seemed to have no substantial damage. When the light faded, Osiris was still intact.
Standing on the spot, he only understood what happened when he personally felt the lightning.
He was too shocked to speak, and the next moment, he could no longer speak.
Aranza bypassed Uttara who was attacking like a ghost and appeared in front of Osiris. The Silent Blade was not fast, and she did not even use any combat skills. The blade slashed towards Osiris's neck in a clear trajectory.
Osiris, who specializes in defense, should have been able to easily block this sword, but at this moment, his reaction seemed so hasty that as soon as he raised his hand, the Silent Blade had already slashed from the left side of his neck.