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Just as Viscount Marcus was thinking, on the steps, the Holy Lady of Light had completed the final ceremony of bringing the statue to the ground.
"There is something that I think most of the nobles present have already heard about." Standing up from the ground, the Holy Lady of Light picked up the scepter again and glanced at the nobles in the square. "That is, a priest of my church was attacked on his way back from preaching and almost died."
The anger in her deep blue eyes was gone, but her voice was deep and cold, with an aura of authority that came from not being angry.
As soon as these words were spoken, the square suddenly became quiet. Even the nobles who were praying stopped, slowly stood up and looked towards the Holy Lady of Light.
Everyone had a premonition in their hearts.
Viscount Marcus narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself, "Sure enough." His initial guess was correct. The Vatican was indeed preparing to take this opportunity to attack.
When he thought of this, his heart suddenly calmed down a little.
Even if some things are out of your control, as long as the most critical part does not go wrong, everything is still under your control.
"In the past three days, my church has conducted a detailed investigation into this matter and finally found out the whole story. Today, we will bring the culprit to the court of God and try him in public to serve as a warning to others."
As the Holy Maiden of Light spoke, she slammed the scepter in her hand on the steps and her voice suddenly rose.
"Come here, bring the person up."
"Yes! Your Highness the Saint!"
The knights on both sides of the steps responded with a roar. The next moment, a group of knights stepped out, hands on the hilts of their swords, and walked towards the nobles in the square.
In an instant, the nobles in the square were in an uproar.
"what happened?"
"Could it be that someone is among us?"
The nobles who were involved in this matter suddenly became nervous, and even the nobles who had nothing to do with it couldn't help but feel nervous, fearing that they would be implicated.
The crowd retreated unconsciously, and many nobles put their hands on the hilts of the swords at their waists or the daggers in their arms, thinking that if the Holy See dared to act recklessly, they would resist first at all costs.
Viscount Marcus couldn't help but look at a young man in front of him.
That was Viscount Randy Raymond. Not long ago, Randy Raymond's father, Viscount Mars Raymond, died in Thorn Castle, and he inherited his father's title and became the new Viscount.
The death of Mars Raymond naturally put him and Blake Litton on opposite sides, making him the most suitable target for frame-up.
At this moment, Randy Raymond was standing there as if nothing had happened, unaware that he was being made the scapegoat.
Under everyone's gaze, the knight walked down the stairs and walked towards Randy Raymond, getting closer and closer, then walked around him and came in front of Viscount Marcus.
"You... made a mistake, didn't you?"
Viscount Marcus was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.
He had obviously done it very covertly, being extremely careful in every step, and there was absolutely no possibility of leaking any secrets. How could the Vatican possibly find out about him
"No mistake, it's you, Viscount Marcus. Please come in~"
The leading knight looked at him with cold eyes and a sneer on his lips.