Chapter 323 Trial

"Your Majesty Cersei," the squire said cautiously, "You have been here for a long time. We should keep up with the large army in front."

"Just wait a little longer."

Cersei Milton tilted her head and smiled. She held her chin and looked out the car window boredly.

Farol.

It was clearly dawn, but there was no light in the sky.

Late autumn is over and early winter has arrived. The reeds along the Maria River are covered with a layer of white frost. The cold wind is blowing, and the reeds are dragging gray-white patches along the river bank in the wind, creating a dank and huge city wall. The gate slowly lowered, the alchemy gears made a sharp creaking sound, and the convoy of the Golden Kite Knights went to clear the way for the gate first.

On both sides of the driveway are the citizens of the Lower City - the pollution from the stars has arrived, and the surface of these citizens' skin has become more or less hard.

They looked at the wheels of the Jin Yuan family from a distance, and looked at the nobles surrounded by the army, and they rushed forward like crazy, trying to stop in front of the carriage, begging the royal family chosen by God to take them away from this place. A place of desecration.

"Please"

"The glory protects you. At least, Master, please let my child go. Master, I beg you, please at least take my child away!"

"Your Majesty the Great Emperor!"

"We are all glorious people too!"

"The glorious people cannot be abandoned - this is written in the holy scriptures. You are violating the will of God!"

But they were all stopped.

The guards put long staffs on their necks and used flails to catch the mob who tried to struggle, so they knelt on the ground.

The Saint of the Heresy Administration took out the scroll, paper and pen, and stood in front of all the residents in his dark black military boots. His eyes flickered from the horns or scales on his forehead, and he bowed very gentlemanly, with a look of regret on his face.

"Everyone, unfortunately, you are not the glorious people."

He shook his head, "The people of Glory will not grow horny. This is a symbol of blasphemy and distortion. Therefore, we have not abandoned any of our people, nor have we violated God's will."

We can’t let the people from the Lower City leave——

As long as one person leaves and opens this hole, a large-scale rout will break out.

At that time, the chaos will not be able to end, and the stars of chaos will come in advance.

Everyone will die.

Therefore, in order to let everyone survive, in order to allow the noble people to leave safely, and for the future of the entire empire, it is also [just] to sacrifice a small number of people.

Even suppression doesn't matter.

"Master Jun, I beg you, I...I can stay here."

A woman squeezed out from the crowd. She knelt on the ground and pulled the hem of the judge's clothes. This woman was wearing tattered linen clothes and was born in the lower city. The clothes were dirty and old and looked like just a picture. Use a torn shroud to wrap her emaciated, famished and deformed body.

Despite this, she was holding a soft light yellow silk cloth in her arms. When she opened the silk cloth, she saw a baby lying inside.

The ragged mother looked up and said,

"My child, my newly born child is still clean. The priest of the Glory Holy See blessed him the day before yesterday. Even the gods said that he is a radiant child. Please take him away!"

The judge lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to touch the baby. Indeed, the baby's breath was very pure, and he was wearing a blessing cross around his neck. This thing was expensive, and he was well protected by his mother, presumably because of that. In this way, the child avoided the pollution of the stars.

"Please." The woman was about to lie on the ground. She looked at the judge with hopeful eyes, "Even the light has blessed him."

"This is the Son of Darkness, madam." The judge shook his head and said regretfully, "According to the indicators from above, our bureau must deal with tens of thousands of Sons of Darkness every year. We will never admit our mistake."

"No, it's impossible."

The woman's pupils were constricted, and she held the judge's hand tightly. "When he was blessing the child the day before yesterday, the priest said that Guanghui liked this child. No, you must be mistaken. Look at him, look at how cute he is. ah!"

The mother's eyes were full of hope, as if the light of the whole world was in front of her eyes. She hugged her child as if she were holding the whole world. She held the judge's hand as if she was holding her. All over the world, she looked at the adult in front of her. This adult was wearing a golden kite badge, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be covered with holy light. Such a person is a saint, and a saint will not abandon a glorious child. .

"Ma'am, it was you who made the mistake. And I did not admit my mistake."

The judge tilted his head, still smiling that gentle and perfect smile.

"Our bureau handles tens of thousands of Darkspawn every year."

In the mother's increasingly confused eyes, he raised his hand, and his fingertips gently brushed the baby's delicate and smooth cheek, and finally landed on the cross on his collar. The saint tilted his head and smiled,

"But every year, how can there be so many children of darkness for us to kill?"

The corners of his mouth cracked violently back, and his perfect smile was like a crescent moon, revealing a row of neat white teeth. With a little force in his hand, he broke the blessing cross, and the stars fell down, and the pollution from the starry sky The moment comes, and the body and soul of infancy are the weakest.

Amidst the desperate cries of the mother and the wild laughter of the judge, the child's joints grew wildly and pierced the skin, and the smooth and delicate cheeks grew ferocious scales. The baby struggled violently and cried, and every inch of skin burst into blood. Flowers, small eyes sprouted one after another from the folds of the scales.

"Look, look!" the judge laughed, "Isn't this the son of darkness?"

"I am doing this for justice."

He raised his hand, and dark black flames wrapped around and gathered in his palm, falling towards the baby in an instant.

But in the next second, it was hovering in the air.

A man wearing a dark black cloak and a hood held his hand on the judge's wrist.

"Master Jun." The man showed a flattering smile and wrapped the silk cloth around the baby again, "It doesn't have to be like this."

"Do you also want to become a child of darkness?"

The judge watched this unknown man with vigilance. Even he himself did not notice when he was approaching, so he felt a little wary in his heart. He frowned and said, "Get away, don't hinder me from carrying out my official duties."

He had never seen this face before.

"You are joking." The man was not annoyed, he just laughed and said, "How can there be any son of darkness in this world?"

"Isn't this what it is?"

The judge pointed at the deformed baby. His words came to his lips, but he stopped and could no longer speak. His eyes widened in confusion. He lifted up the silk and took a look. The baby's face was once covered with scales and small eyes. The baby has returned to normal at this time,

He lay quietly in his mother's arms, his eyes slightly closed, and his golden eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was asleep - just as the mother said, this is a lovely child.

The distortion of the soul is reversed.

He suspected that he was wrong, because according to common sense, a soul distorted by pollution will never recover. This is something that goes against common sense.

"Your Majesty, I just came out of prison and there are many things I don't understand."

The man still had a flattering smile, "If I offended you, please forgive me - Her Majesty Cersei called me here. Can you please take me to their 'real location'? She shouldn't be here." ”

He took out a bunch of scented tea from his collar, and the elegant fragrance spread. The judge looked at it intently, and saw that it was an offering of scented tea made from golden kites, and even the nobles were not qualified to enjoy it.

The only member of the royal family who can brew this kind of scented tea is the third princess known as the 'Princess Golden Kite', Her Majesty Cersei Milton.

Princess Jin Yuan

true location.

The judge's eyes changed as he looked at the man.

This man is right, the Farol royal family is indeed not here - this information is only known internally. In order to prevent the rebel riots from colliding with the holy cavalry, the royal motorcade with the golden kite pattern here is just an empty shell, just a smoke bomb. The civilians knelt on the street and begged the great emperor for salvation, but little did they know that the person they were kneeling to worship, The faith I begged for was no longer here.

The Inquisitor knew that since the death of the eldest prince, the factional strife within the empire had become more and more intense, and the mysterious warlock in front of him was the one invited by the princess to worship him.

There is no way this gentleman is an evil spirit of the Tantric Cult. The inquisitor can feel the sacred aura overflowing from his body.

The man took out another object from his robe, with the circuit of a golden kite engraved on it, and sacred magic power flowing between the runes. This was a seal, a royal seal that could not be imitated.

The judge quickly changed his appearance and showed his perfect and gentle smile again, "Your Majesty, I am honored to ask you to follow me."

As if he remembered something again, he turned around and looked at the civilian mother and son who were collapsed on the ground, "Madam, it seems that we have some misunderstandings. Of course, we will not abandon any of our glorious people. You Of course my children can leave the city, and so can you, please follow our soldiers."

The mother bit her lip and stared at the man's smiling face. She felt the warm breath of the child in her arms, and the hatred in her eyes could only slowly dissipate. She stood up and was about to follow the judge. Her entourage left the city, but at this moment, the mysterious man in a hood stopped her.

"Madam." The man smiled and shook his head, "Please don't leave the city. Please remember to stay in the city. Please believe me."

Not leaving the city?

But the stars are about to fall. If you don't leave the city, you will die.

The woman was stunned. She looked at the man in front of her. It was this gentleman who saved them. Under the hood, the woman did not see any malice. She felt the moisture in her eyes and finally nodded slowly,

"We get it, I believe you. Thank you. May the light bless you. I pray for you, sir."

"That's really the best encouragement to me." The man smiled.

The judge was noncommittal. He had seen many weird warlocks. He signaled his entourage to open the side path, and then led the man out through the side door, and then through the secret passage specially made by the royal family.

This passage does not exist in the present world. It was built by the court alchemists led by contemporary sages when Falor was built thousands of years ago. The demons at that time were not yet extinct. They used the shadow technology of the demons. Without the key, who would It can't be found, let alone passed.

Even the Holy See doesn't know.

"Sir." The mother stood up with her child in her arms and looked at the man's leaving figure. Feeling the most sincere kindness, she wiped the tears from her eyes and finally said,

"One last question, sir. We don't know each other. Why do you want to help us?"

"This is very simple." The man said as a matter of course, just because you brought the child.

"Because of the child." The mother murmured to herself, "You are so noble that you can't give up the child."

"No, I mean"

The warlock turned around and showed a refreshing smile. He took off his hood and said sunny:

"Because I prefer breastfeeding wives."

Under the guidance of the judge, the man stepped into the door of shadows. This is the shadow world different from the present world. Countless shadows traveled and gathered in this world. Each shadow is a fork in the road and a passage. There is no sun or moon. The shadow is the brilliance of this world. This is the world at night.

The man looked at the shadows around him curiously like a child, looking at the magic circuit of the passage. His eyes under the hood seemed to be glowing, looking east and west.

"Your Majesty, please hurry up." The Inquisitor urged, "It's easy to get lost in the shadow world, please don't look around - this is a lost demon technology."

"I'm not looking around." The man shrugged, "I'm looking with a purpose."

"What purpose?"

"I plan to copy them back." The man said seriously.

"You are really joking. We have arrived. In this world, all shadows correspond to the positions in the real world at random. Distance does not exist in the shadow world. This can prevent us from being tracked by others, even demigods can't do it."

The Inquisitor's mouth twitched slightly, he shook his head, led the man to a shadow door, pushed the door open with a secret key, and the dark scene in front of him changed instantly. All the shadows running around in the night were expelled, and the light of the golden kite swallowed the night.

What came into their eyes was the golden fields and the clear blue sky. The Maria River was sparkling with sparkling waves. The chill of early winter formed a shallow rime on the river surface. Looking west from the Maria River, Falor could still be seen, but it was so far away that it was reduced to a small dot.

This place was far away from the imperial capital, so the sky was already bright.

Although it was out of the shadow world, it was still shrouded by shadow magic and no one could explore it.

In addition to the bright and clear scenery.

The man also saw the army, the army all over the mountains.

The royal guards spread all the way from the end of the hill. The noble saints drove unicorns, holding holy spears dragging on the ground, marching in the blue and golden worlds, and at the end of the army's guard was the flag of the Golden Iris, the most grand crown of the Golden Iris.

Sacred and glorious.

"Your Majesty."

Cersei Milton walked towards the carriage. She stepped lightly on the grass. The pure white pleated skirt swayed with the scent of golden irises. She gently lifted the skirt, stepped back half a step on tiptoe, lowered her center of gravity and saluted.

"The golden iris is ahead."

"This is a place shrouded in shadows. Even the Church doesn't know."

She raised her eyes, and her golden pupils reflected the face of the man in front of her.

"Your Majesty Merlin."

The Princess of the Golden Kite smiled and said, "This is the promised land of Justice."

Merlin is that Merlin Andre?

But isn't He imprisoned in heaven?

The judge turned his head away in disbelief. He opened his mouth, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them anymore.

Because the man took off his hood, revealing his pure white pupils.

"Please lead the way."

He looked at the army of saints at the end of the field, raised his hand, with a perfect smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth also split to the sides, a smile as crescent as the moon - the judge was very familiar with that smile, because he had smiled like this before

"Glorious Judgment." The man laughed.

From the judge's eyes, everything was upside down.

The sky became the earth, and the earth became the sky.

The clouds formed in the air by the Maria River, and the clear sunshine was swaying in the sparkling waves. The golden sky was full of golden kites, and the blue earth was rolling with waves and clouds. It was beautiful and strange, chaotic and orderly. The judge found that the whole world was upside down, but despite this, it seemed to be righted, just like the upside-down world for thousands of years, just like the upside-down good and evil, the upside-down humbleness and dignity, the upside-down light and shadow, and the upside-down life of every baby for thousands of years -

But until landing, the judge realized that it was not the world that was upside down.

Instead,

his head,

flew backwards.

In the next moment, he saw countless noble heads falling from the sky like raindrops, soaking the sea of ​​golden kites.

——This was the last magnificent scene the judge saw in his life.