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While Viscount Marcus was thinking, on the steps, the Virgin of Light had completed the final landing ceremony of the idol.

"One thing, I think most of the aristocrats present have heard of it." Standing from the ground, the maiden of light took up her scepter again, and looked at the nobles in the square. "That is, my Holy See A priest was attacked on the way back from the mission and almost died. "

Her blue eyes had disappeared from her original anger, but her voice was calm and cold, and she was impatient and imposing.

As soon as this word came out, the square suddenly calmed down, and even the nobles who were praying stopped and slowly stood up to look at the bright lady.

No one felt a certain premonition in their hearts.

Viscount Marcus squinted a little, and said secretly, "Sure enough." His initial conjecture was correct, and the Holy See was prepared to take advantage of this opportunity.

At this point, his heart settled for a moment.

Even if some things get out of their control, as long as the most critical part is not wrong, everything is still under their control.

"In the past three days, the Holy See has investigated this matter in detail, and finally found out the ins and outs of the matter. Today, I will press the culprit to the court of God and try it in public."

The Bright Lady said, her scepter slammed on the steps, her voice suddenly raised.

"Come, put people up."

"Yes! Her Royal Highness!"

The knights on both sides of the step promised. The next moment, there was a team of knights, pressing their hilt toward the nobles on the square.

Suddenly, the aristocracy in the square stirred up.

"what happened?"

"Will adults be among us?"

The aristocratic heart related to this incident was raised instantly, even the aristocratic who had nothing to do with this incident could not help but be nervous, for fear of being implicated.

The crowd receded unconsciously. Many nobles reached out and held down the hilt of the waist or the dagger in their arms, thinking that if the Holy See dared to make a mess, they would resist at any cost.

Viscount Marcus couldn't help looking at a young man looking forward.

That was Viscount Randy Raymond. Not long ago, Randy Raymond's father, Viscount Mars Raymond, died in Fort Thorns, and he inherited his father's title and became the new Viscount.

The death of Mars Raymond put him and Black Leeton on the opposite side, and it was the most suitable target.

At this moment, Randy Raymond was standing there without care, without even knowing that he was being targeted.

In everyone's attention, the knight stepped down the steps in the direction of Randy Raymond, getting closer, closer and closer, then bypassed him and reached Viscount Marcus.

"You guys ... are you wrong?"

Viscount Marcus was dumbfounded, and the whole man stayed where he was.

Obviously he did a very shady job, and he was careful in every link, there was no possibility of leaking secrets. How could the Holy See find him?

"Nothing wrong, it's you, Viscount Marcus. Please ~"

The headed knight looked at him coldly, a sneer in his mouth.

In the presence of the omniscient Lord, all conspiracy is invisible. This man actually thought that he could be blinded by some tricks, it was so whimsical!

The words fell, and with a wave of his hand, the knight behind him went to catch Viscount Marcus.

Viscount Marcus then responded, subconsciously drawing his sword to highlight the encirclement.

Although he has been respected and honored for many years, he was also a level 3 knight who had been on the battlefield that year. He has a good foundation and a magic scroll for life protection. If he really wants to fight hard, there may be a line of life.

However, the Holy See has long been following him, wouldn't it prevent this?

As long as he hadn't come to Viscount Marcus, the Cavaliers squad had separated some staff and silently blocked all the escape directions before and after him.

Before Viscount Marcus struggled a few times, he was locked in his arms by the Holy See knight who had been preparing for a long time, and slipped to the foot of the bright statue in the middle of the steps.

"Well ~ No wonder so many people like to watch the story of beating the face." In the kingdom of God, Wu Hui looked at the distorted expression on Marcus's face and couldn't help shaking his head and sighed. "This expression is really degassing ~"

To be honest, when he first found out the truth, he was really disgusted.

He thought that some people would be negatively resisted because they were dissatisfied with the impact of the rights of the aristocracy. He also thought that there might be trouble, but he really did not expect that such a treacherous conspirator was hidden inside the thorn collar.

If not for careful investigation this time, he watched a lot of film and television dramas and felt that this kind of bridge was particularly like a villain's routine. He subconsciously dug deeper in this direction, and he really succeeded.

Today's Bright Holy See has not completely stabilized the thorn collar. If it really starts at this time, even if it is reluctant to win, the good situation will be greatly affected, and the gains will outweigh the gains.

At the foot of the Statue of Light, someone had already brought a torture rack for execution.

The Holy See knights joined forces and soon tied Viscount Marcus to the torture stand with an iron chain, ensuring that even if he exhausted his energy, he would not be able to break free.

The jade white bright statue is soaring, even if Viscount Marcus is tied to the torture rack, it only reaches its knee bend, which is especially small by comparison.

Until this time, the nobles in the square finally reacted, and suddenly burst into an uproar.

"How could it be Viscount Marcus?"

Many aristocrats find it incredible.

Although Viscount Marcus is an old nobleman in Thorns Ridge, they are a hungry ghost in their impressions. He has never seen him do anything except lying in the shade of his ancestors, squandering, drinking and playing with women. . Such a person would actually be the culprit in the attack on the pastor?

"I don't agree! I haven't done anything, why do you catch me?"

Tied to the execution rack, Viscount Marcus calmed down, and the whole person was sober and sane as never before.

His face was cold, his head was raised as if he had been insulted, and his greasy face was full of indignation: "Is the Holy See able to convict anyone casually? Who knows if you are deliberately looking for one to deter other nobles? The high-ranking aristocrat killed and showed others? According to me, it is hard to say whether the priest was attacked. Who knows if it was you who performed it yourself? "

His words sounded very reasonable, and a few young and aristocratic nobles were immediately stirred up and couldn't help but reconcile.

"Right! To punish Viscount Marcus, at least there must be enough evidence to convince us all!"

"Isn't your Holy See always claiming to be the most fair and just? Give evidence if you can!"

"Yes! Come up with evidence!"

"Come out of evidence!"

"Come out evidence ..."

There are only a few nobles who are truly young and vigorous, and will accompany Viscount Marcus, but the momentum is not small. Listening to their words, the expressions of the nobles who were already unwilling were suddenly hesitant.

The blurry lights and shadows on the heads of several nobles who were about to form a channel of faith disappeared.

Wu Hui frowned angrily. This Marcus is really an old-fashioned and sly, and he is struggling to die. I ca n’t see the coffin without tears.

"The Holy See never wronged a good person, but it never let a bad person go."

Under the image of the bright god, the bright lady also heard their cry, but the look on her face did not change at all, and she calmly said, "Rewarding good and punishing evil, all beings, is the right and responsibility of the right hand. Please Faculty and believers are with me, please come to the right. "

Talking, she knelt down towards the bright idol and took the lead in praying.

"Observe the decree."

A group of clergymen and the Holy See also immediately knelt down and began to pray. In the square, many nobles also followed their knees and began to pray.

The solemn prayer filled the bright deities, and the atmosphere suddenly became somber.

"It's finally my appearance ~"

In the kingdom of God, Wu Hui straightened the whole jacket, and the whole person fell backwards, lying comfortably on the chair of the teacher's chair, and then closed his eyes. The consciousness immediately entered the lower bound along the channel of faith.

At the same time, a group of milky white energy clusters appeared side by side from the idol in front of the Bright Cathedral, and the golden rays of light bloomed from the energy clusters, which could not be described as sacred.

In the attention of everyone, the energy group stretched and deformed, slowly condensing into a figure.

The whole figure is shrouded in a dim light ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Only one pair of eyes is extremely deep and vast, once the white robe sways with the wind, the holy and majestic indescribable.

This figure is naturally one of Wu Hui's many vests—the bright right-hander.

On the square, the nobles who had just participated in the prayer were overjoyed, looking at Wu Hui's eyes, showing a bit of fanatical light, and the faith channel was a little rough to the naked eye.

The young nobles who were just clamoring were stunned and unconsciously silenced.

"Greetings to the right."

It is not the first time that the Lady of Light has seen Guang Youyou, but at this moment, she still can't help but be excited.

Immediately she worshiped everyone and bowed reverently.

Wu Hui waved his hand and motioned to them: "I know everything about everything. Since you want evidence, I will give you evidence."

As he said, he glanced at the young nobles who were just shouting.

Obviously he said nothing and did nothing, but the young aristocrats were like an abyss, and the cold sweat instantly penetrated the back.

Encourage goods.

Wu Hui snorted in his heart.

If these people were a little bit courageous, he could still give them a high look, at least not for nothing. It's a pity, it's just a few gimmicks with no brains. After being agitated for a little bit, they are enthusiastically involved, but in fact they have no ability to bear the consequences at all.

Not too lazy to pay attention to them anymore, Wu Hui slightly lifted his eyes and looked at Viscount Marcus.

"In front of this seat, there is nothing to tell about a lie." His voice was deep and his eyes became indifferent for a moment, "Law · Mantra."

The words fell, a majestic and sacred force of light suddenly shot out, and flew towards Viscount Marcus.

Viscount Marcus' scalp exploded instantly.

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