It was just dawn, the sun had not yet risen, and the whole city was still shrouded in a thin mist.
Occasionally, a sharp whistle sounded, like a blade cutting a dent on the flat glass, breaking the tranquility of the capital. Then a steam cruise ship passed by on the Boone River, spitting out thick black smoke, like black ink dripping on the
In the milk, slowly rippling in the white mist.
But the residents of the capital woke up from their slumber early.
When the church bell rang in the early morning, they dressed up and set out from their homes, either by car or on foot, to gather at Hagia Sophia.
If you look down from above the capital at this time, you will find that the streets and alleys of the capital have become criss-crossing rivers, the open space in front of the church has become the sea, and the crowds have become the black tide, rushing in the river, and finally pouring into the sea.
Human beings are born to be lively creatures.
As long as it is a place where people gather, even if nothing big happens, there will be more people pushing and pushing past, wanting to explore what is going on.
What's more, an unprecedented event will happen in the capital today:
The Archbishop of the Church of Light, no, we should call him the former Archbishop now, will be executed and burned at the stake today.
In the past, this was definitely an unimaginable thing.
After all, the citizens of the Kingdom of Braden are basically devout believers of the Church of Light. In their eyes, the archbishop in charge of a country's diocese is the spokesperson of the goddess of light in the world, comparable to a walking statue.
In the past, whenever they saw Archbishop Nerga on the road, they had to bow and pay high respect to him, otherwise they would be convicted of blasphemy.
But now, since Allen and Howard teamed up to preside over a trial that shocked the country, Archbishop Nelga's divine light has been extinguished.
In public, the two young men peeled off the archbishop's gorgeous and clean robes, took off his sacred and noble crown, tore off his mask of a kind smile, and revealed the inner robe that had been worm-eaten for a long time.
A soul that is riddled with holes.
When the wood has been chewed into waste by borers, burning it clean with a fire is the best solution.
The same is true for people.
In the eyes of civilians, Nerga, who committed the seven deadly sins, is undoubtedly extremely dirty. Every breath of air he breathes will be polluted by his character, and every inch of land he steps on will be stained with his sins; he said
Every one of his righteous words seems to have become a plague. Listening to it will not only cause ear disease, but also make the mind sick.
After learning the truth, they couldn't wait to use a fire to purify this rare criminal in the world.
Because of this, early this morning, they came to the square in front of Hagia Sophia one after another, wanting to witness this long-awaited scene with their own eyes.
The stake had already been set up in front of the church door.
There were piles of dry firewood below. Although they were not lit, people seemed to be able to feel their heat.
After the common people have arrived, the big shots will appear.
Despite the large number of civilians, a passage in the middle was still allowed for the carriages of the big shots to pass.
Factory owners and bankers were the first to arrive.
Many of them are members of the New Party and have always harbored deep resentment against Nelga's tax policy. When Nelga decided to increase the church tax, they all felt that Nelga had a knife in his hand and was targeting them.
Cut the flesh hard.
Now Nerga is finally going to be sent to purgatory. They really want to spend a lot of money, hold a banquet on the spot, toast to celebrate, sing and dance.
Then came the nobles of the old party.
They are not as happy as the New Party.
These people have all cooperated with Nelga to a greater or lesser extent. If they didn't need to express their stance in front of Her Majesty the Queen, the upstarts of the kingdom... and the young man who dared to denounce the Church of Light, they wouldn't want to come here at all.
And even when they came here, they all kept a low profile, completely losing their previous thoughts of showing off and comparing themselves to others. They didn't even dare to ride in a private carriage, and they all came here on foot.
Queen Margaret's carriage arrived behind the nobles.
It seems that in order to see the execution scene more clearly, she chose an open carriage, so that all residents of the capital could have a chance to see her appearance.
At the same time, Howard, the auxiliary bishop of the Church of Light, also walked out of the church and came to the side of the torture rack.
Today, as usual, he was wearing a plain white priest's robe and a bishop's crown. Coupled with his cold and distant temperament, from a distance, he looked like a jade tree in the wind, shrouded in a halo.
But today's execution was neither presided over by the Queen nor Howard.
They represented the church and the royal family, standing on both sides of the rack, leaving the middle position to the other person
The second son of the Earl of Kent, Mage Tower student, plane pioneer, and whistleblower Alan York.
Allen was currently wearing a black custom-made morning dress, standing on the stone steps in front of Hagia Sophia, quietly overlooking the people present.
Since the "Seven Deadly Sins" trial, Allen suddenly gained unprecedented prestige in the Kingdom of Braden, and was regarded by the citizens of the kingdom as a heroic figure and the embodiment of justice.
At this moment, before the royal family and the church have negotiated the priority relationship, it is most appropriate for him to preside over today's execution.
After Allen announced the start, Yaknelga was escorted by more than ten soldiers and sent to the stake.
Nelga seems to have lost a lot of weight today, looking like a skinny mummy.
At the same time, he also lost his former majestic aura, hunched over, curled up, and made shrill strange screams from time to time. Especially when he saw his own shadow, he would jump up like convulsions, or even howl.
Cry loudly.
After arriving in front of Allen, Nelga turned pale as if she were seeing a natural enemy.
He screamed, and then used all his strength to kneel down in front of Allen with a plop. His head kept hitting the ground like pounding garlic, and blood oozed out on his forehead, like egg white from a cracked egg.
flow out of the shell.
The fear of death tortured Nelga day and night, leaving him unaware of the pain.
Allen's eyes were calm, and he looked at the person in front of him quietly.
Not long ago, Nelga wore a crown on her head, wore flawless white clothes, had a solemn demeanor, and spoke like a goddess. Alan had to be polite and made a special trip to visit him, and pretended to smile and chat with him.
At that time, it seemed that the entire kingdom was under the feet of this man.
When I took another closer look, I saw that the other party had long since lost his smile and dignity. His white robe had been replaced by a prison uniform, his scepter had become a shackle, and he had transformed from a high priest into a red and white sticky maggot crawling on the ground.
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