"My sister too!" Then there was another one.

With the appearance of these seemingly innocent victims, it seemed for a while that all the misfortunes in this small town were related to what they called the "witch". Some people even blamed the witch for falling down.

The crowd in the audience was already boiling, and together they cursed loudly for the witch to die.

"Everything is the witch's fault."

"For justice!"

"The witch must die!"

"Burn the witch to death!"

"Put the witch to death!"

"Burn her to death!"

"Kill her!"

...

Located at the center of all the focal points, the man is very happy at the moment. His name is Forfar, and he was originally just an ordinary member of this small town. Until one day a few people in black found him, they gave him money, taught him the skills of inciting the people, and even created many other disasters. Relying on these, he squeezed out the original mayor and became the leader here.

Everything is for the present, in order to put the ordinary village girl in front of him on the torture frame. Of course, he didn't understand why it had to be this girl. He didn't know what the man in black thought, but he didn't have to think about it.

Anyway, after the event is over, he can get a lot of money, and maybe even he can be praised by people, and then his fame will be heard by the king, and then he will reach the pinnacle of life. No matter what happens in the future, at this moment, he really feels the taste of power.

He became more and more addicted, as if he was a king now. *

no.60 Wisdom Attack

The sentiment in the square was agitated, and everyone's eyes were focused on the stage. Forfar enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Quiet! Please be quiet, everyone! I understand your feelings at this moment, and I am as sad as everyone. So I want to question the witch, witch, Joan of Arc? Dalk! Why are you so cruel and bring disaster here. On a piece of land?" He fantasised himself as the king of this country, and gestured with his arms high.

"I am not a witch, and Al is not a witch. We just want to live the lives of ordinary people, and we have done nothing." Jeanne's expression was desperate. The sight in front of her was a bit dazzling, making her almost blind.

Originally, she and her sister were just the most ordinary girls born in this film. She was also satisfied with her life and didn't think too much about it. Even if the land changed its owner two years ago, she felt nothing. After the death of their parents, their sisters have been living together. Although it is difficult, their lives are much better than before due to the new policy of the new king.

Originally, they still imagined that life would continue like this. But destiny abandoned them mercilessly.

They were framed as witches, and not many people believed them at first. But with the passage of time and the weird things that happened around them, more and more people began to believe that they were witches.

Then, under the control of the minded people, the demented people completely regarded them as witches and wanted to judge them in the most primitive way.

Just today, she was directly tied here. She didn't even understand what happened. Now she can only pray that her sister who is out will not come back.

"Sophistry! Two months ago, your group of 13 people went to a nearby forest. Everyone died. Why did you come back alive?" Falfar asked loudly.

"I do not know."

"A month ago, the four families living with you, your house caught fire together, why did you only escape alive?"

"I……"

"Why can your sister walk in the flames without getting hurt? Why does the wild flying dragon attack the neighborhood, but doesn't attack you in front of it."

"..."

In countless questionings, countless tortures from the line of sight, coupled with the **** thrown up from the audience, for a while, Joan couldn't help but feel that she had done something wrong.

Maybe that's right! Maybe it's really your own problem! Maybe he is a disaster star! Maybe her own birth was a mistake... Such thoughts gradually grew in her heart.

The girl named Jeanne is just an ordinary girl. She does not have the perseverance of a hero. She can maintain a firm self even when the world doubts herself.

Like most people. When a person suspects that they have a problem, that person may refute it, reflect when there are ten people, and lose themselves when there are a hundred people, and when one faces a thousand people’s questions, they can only instinctively think I am the one with the problem.

It seems sad, but it is also the most helpless self-comfort.

"God! What did we do wrong? If I was born with sins in this life, please forgive me with a kind heart for the sins I have committed in this life." Jeanne's face was covered with ashes, and she looked up. To the sky, as if hoping that the gods in the distance could hear her prayers.

However, her prayers did not seem to be heard.

"Shut up! You witch, you are not qualified to pray to God!" Forfar yelled immediately. He picked up a long wooden stick beside him and slammed it on Jeanne's head.

At this moment, I really enjoy this feeling of dominating the lives of others, and want to prove my strength through violence.

The wooden stick fell heavily, this remembering time seemed to have slowed down, the crowd saw this scene as if blood was beaten, and even many people wish they were the one standing on the stage.

They looked forward to the sight of Joan of Arc's head being bloomed and blood splattered. As for whether it is too cruel, she is a witch, and the witch should die. Many people thought of it morbidly.

Joan closed her eyes as if she had accepted her destiny.

However, the heavy wooden stick did not fall on her head. In front of her forehead, one hand grabbed this for a wooden stick.

"Don't pray in a world without God, girl."

Lucifer's gentle words remembered in Joan's ear, she opened her eyes slightly, and at that moment, the sun shone on the knight in front of her, and she seemed to see the real god.

"What... what person!"

Forfar looked at Lucifer in front of him, focusing on the armor on his body. He instinctively felt a guilty conscience.

"Because I can't accept the setbacks of reality, I aim the finger at a weak girl. Is this your justice? Is it really cheap." During the words, Lucifer's hands burned with flames.

The stick also burned along Lucifer's arm. Forfar lost the stick subconsciously as if holding a poisonous snake, he hadn't recovered yet. A magical outbreak blew around Lucifer, and the strong wind suddenly knocked the clown down, and he rolled all the way to the stage.

Lucifer's sudden appearance put the scene into a short dead silence, and everyone seemed to be unresponsive for a while. This is the case for people with dementia. If they lose the leader, they lose all abilities.

"He's a kind of witch, he wants to save this witch. Stop him!" Falfar got up from the ground with a bruised nose, and he pointed at Lucifer and yelled.

He was reasonably sensible. From the moment he saw Lucifer's armor, he had understood that Lucifer's identity was definitely not simple. At least he had never seen such a luxurious armor in his 30-year long life. .

Viscount? No, such a sophisticated armor design, is it Piaget?

At this moment, he was very scared. But he also understood that he had no retreat. If he surrendered to Lucifer now, without telling what Lucifer would do, these ignorant people in front of him would take the lead of his surrender.

Under the pressure of life, he can only walk one way to the dark. Now he has made plans to escape.

How to do! ? This guy must be a big man, and I'm afraid he will not be confused after offending him. Fortunately, the idiots here didn't realize this, so I just kept doing it and encouraged these idiots to kill him. Anyway, after the final investigation, they must have been arrested and sent to jail. The death penalty was also their death. I was able to take advantage of the chaos and escape. Yes, flee to France with the money.

The ignorant people did not realize that Forfar had planned to sell them. When they heard Fifal's words, they seemed to be taking drugs for an instant. They held up the primitive weapons in their hands, and yelled at "Witch to die" and surrounded Lucifer.

In their view, Lucifer had only one person, and they had thousands of people. This contrast of power has made them less courageous, and there are even many people who claim to be messengers of justice to kill another innocent person with peace of mind. *

no.61 Want to be a partner of justice? (Please ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

what? You said that the messenger of justice will not kill innocent people. I say that you are guilty, and you are guilty. If I first say that you are guilty, and then kill you, you are not considered innocent. This is the simplest logic in front of them.

In the crowd, a petite blue figure jumped to Lucifer's eyes. Altria didn't draw her sword, she also used the technique of magic burst, the magic emanating from her formed a storm, instantly blowing down all the closest crowd within more than ten meters.

The knock-on effect caused by this is that the people behind those people are also blown down. If it weren't for the fact that it was Britain, these people were just being fooled or even not a threat to the king. Just preparing to besiege the king would be enough for Altria to kill them all.

Altria frowned, her hand was already on the sword. They have just sent a magic message to the former King's Forbidden Army-Silver Sword Knights. They only need to wait a moment before the Knights will arrive. Then this farce will settle down.

Before that, if these people are still prepared to continue their ignorance after the warning, then she can only draw a sword.

Fortunately, Altria's attack just now blew a lot of people away, and it also made many people retreat subconsciously. After all, the reason why they were so fierce before was because Joan was weak and would not resist, but now these two knights are obviously not like this.

They were afraid that the two knights in front of them would kill them in a rage.

"Who are you?" Falfar continued to insist on the surface, but secretly scolded the cowards around him.

He didn't realize that he was a coward himself.

"If you can't know my name from the face you have seen, this ignorance is a sin in itself." At this moment, Lucifer's voice was chilly.

"I don't care who you are? Now leave me there. We are undergoing a glorious and great trial. The witch must die, and Britain must get peace."

"Yes!"

"That's it"

...

This time, despite the clamor of people around, no one dared to step forward. They are not an army, but just a mob. When encountering a natural disaster of the dragon level, they will only run away subconsciously instead of stepping forward.

"Witch? Still peaceful? Are you funny?"

"If you don't want to let go, then don't blame me. Didn't you see, I now represent public opinion, do you want to be an enemy of everyone in the town, do you want to be an enemy of Britain as a whole? You want to go against this Is it a just trial?"

"You are not qualified to represent Britain, let alone justice." In the words, Lucifer drew out his sword of the king.

The intense light radiated from the sword, and for a while, it was like the sun that made people unable to look directly at it. He did not swing down his sword, but raised it to the sky, the golden light shining further away.

The crowd was in chaos, and someone finally recognized the sword.

"That is! King! It is the glory of Wang Jian! The person standing in front of us is the king!" An old man knelt down in horror. He hadn't seen Lucifer, but he had seen the ancestor king and his sword.

With this as a starting point, the chaos of the crowd became greater. Several expressions appeared on their faces, and many people knelt to the ground subconsciously after seeing the old man's actions.

Perhaps the most unbelievable person is Fifal. He has already thought that Lucifer's identity is not simple, but he has never thought of being Wang himself. At this moment, his brain is blank, and he has lost his ability to speak.

Almost at the same time, a large group of knights entered the town. At the same time, there are many knights in the outskirts of the town, and three thousand silver knights surround the town.

Although the armor of the leading knight is silvery white, the key part is black. He is the commander of this force and his name is Aggiven. He has performed well in previous battles to suppress the rebellion. He is known for his cold personality and is now a member of the round table.

"Wang! It was too late to let the king be disturbed by these mobs. Please be punished." Ager Zhiwen came to Lucifer and saluted him.

"Zigfei, I have seen the king." Qigefei saluted at the same time.

"Age Guiwenqing, lead the knight to take them all together." Lucifer retracted the sword and issued an order to the knight.

"Yes!"

In a short while, Ager Guiwen directly commanded the knights to start their hands. The originally chaotic scene was instantly calmed down. In the face of the regular knights, these people directly put down the farm tools in their hands, and many even began to beg for mercy, but all this was ignored by Age Guiwen.

If it hadn't been for Lucifer's order, he wouldn't be so gentle now. In his opinion, just facing the king's sword is a capital crime. Some people might say that they didn't know that it was the king and begged for forgiveness, but Ager Zhiwen didn't think so.

Since the crime was committed because of ignorance, then die with this ignorance. This is the best ending for the man who knows.

Taking advantage of this time, Lucifer put Joan down from the stake, he untied his cloak and put it on the girl, and then gave her to Altria. He asked her to take someone out of here first to help her heal the wound on her body.

After doing this, Lucifer also learned what happened here through the interrogation of Ager's rules.

To put it simply, there are always misfortunes happening around the girl named Joan of Arc, but every time she can miraculously survive, even sometimes dragons and the like deliberately avoid her, plus she seems to be Have some special abilities. The so-called became a witch.

Originally, these were just very normal things. There are thousands of people in this small town. If you look for it, you will find that what happened to Joan basically happened to them. It's just not that exaggerated.

After hearing what happened here, Lucifer felt that Joan of Arc was not so much a witch as a child of miracle. Same as her sister. In almost all the news, there is no proof that Joan directly hurt people, and it can even be said that she is eager to help others.

Such a girl is slandered as a witch under the control of a caring person. Is the purpose of the other side Joan herself? Or is it just because this goal is easy to use, so I want to use her to combat the prestige of Britain's just getting better?

On the throne, Lucifer thought for a while. The turmoil in front of me may seem like a farce, but if you think about it, if you don't handle it well, it may cause a chain reaction.

Seeing Lucifer's thoughts, Ziegfei looked at the ordinary people, and he was ready to express his thoughts.

"Wang, please forgive my gaffe. But since so many people believe that she is a witch, isn't it..."

He didn't finish what he said, but it also meant something. *

no.62 The law does not blame the public? Naive!

In reality, if several people say that one person is a badass at the same time, then everyone may not believe it, but when this number becomes thousands of people, it makes people subconsciously take it as a fact.

The three become tigers. Unfortunately, most people here don’t even know what they’re doing. Simply put, they don’t have a brain. They don't know if there is a problem with Joan, but since everyone said that, it must be the case.

The fear of being isolated by others makes them subconsciously want to follow the crowd.

Lucifer knew the situation very well. My own participation has meant that this is not just a simple turmoil, but also the source of more cholera. If you compromise at this time, then turmoil like this may appear in various places and become out of control.

D! Humph! If you think so, then I can only say that you are too naive. If you think that this small method can trigger a large-scale domestic outbreak, then I will let you know who your opponent is now.

Lucifer looked at Ziegfei calmly. Instead of responding to his words, he raised a question. He answered Siegfei's doubts with questions.

"General Zieger, why is it sin that a person slanders and kills a person?"

"The crime of murder." Siegfei responded immediately.

He was a little surprised at the same time, why Lucifer would ask.

"So what about the two people?" Continue to ask rhetorically.

"Conspiracy to murder!"

"How about ten?"