Liu Yu bent down and picked up the leather rope.
"Burn her!"
"Burn her!"
The believers gathered around.
These people, drummed up by fanatical beliefs, are like puppets on a string—
Before that, they affectionately called her "Miss Fergus" and played games with her.
"You...don't have your own ideas?"
She finally asked.
"Idea? What idea? To a blasphemer, we don't bother to talk about ideas!"
There are more radical ways.
"What about you, Prince Carlo?"
Liu Yu looked at the young man who had been silent all along. His hand was on the hilt of his sword, and his Qingxiu face was full of confusion.
"Thinking?... I don't know," he looked around, "I believe in justice, I believe in light, but when justice and light conflict... who should I believe in?"
"What about your heart?"
"My heart is saying..." Carlo turned to her, in those amber pupils, seriously said, "He doesn't want you to die, he wants you to be happy and worry-free forever."
"Enough, cunning one."
Professor Luo Fuluo came out, the face of this wise and amiable elder woman was frosty, "Beauty is her weapon, and lies are her trap, Carlo, don't let yourself step into the trap easily."
"But the professor—"
Carlo still wanted to argue, but Professor Edward covered his mouth and dragged him aside.
"Think about your country, the burden behind you."
Carlo's struggle gradually slowed down.
He gave her an apologetic look, pain in his amber eyes.
But Liu Yu thought of Gaia again, the boy who protected her with his life was no longer there, he was lying in that cold cave forever.
Her heart, as if soaked in the snow all over the ground, was both cold and cold.
"Professor, you want to burn me too."
Liu Yu used declarative sentences.
"No, I just want to bring you back to the temple and have it judged by the temple."
Professor Ravenlo shook his head.
"But God has already made a judgment." Liu Yu realized that he even laughed, "Are you trying to challenge God's authority? Or, do you think you can surpass God and judge his woman?"
"But God has left you, cunning one."
Yes, God forsaken her.
She walked ninety-nine steps, but in the end, she was defeated by the last step.
Liu Yu thought of that indifferent kiss, and even more of that Guangmao that pierced her chest—he wanted to kill her, she was sure.
"But God didn't kill me either."
Liu Yu stared at Professor Luo Fuluo without giving an inch.
She swears that she sees vigilance, defensiveness, and... deepest fear in the professor's eyes.
It was as if she was a poisonous snake, ready to squirt its venom at any moment.
"You are afraid of me? Why?"
Professor Luo Fuluo's face turned cold:
"Miss Fergus, please present all your defenses in the temple."
The holy envoys and paladins lined up in a square line, holding their scepters and long swords high towards her, as if if she resisted, she would be killed here.
Do you want to keep struggling
This world is so absurd and indifferent.
Don't you struggle
Liu Yu thought, she has been here since she was a child.
Giving up like this, how can I be worthy of the self who was once in the mud, she wants to live, and live well, he told her, "cherish yourself".
"Okay, I'm going to the temple."
Liu Yu said.
Bishop Bruce was always reasonable and, perhaps, would help her.
Looking at the blond girl with her softly drooping neck, Professor Luo Fuluo did not dare to take it lightly.
It's not a wild history, it's not a story, it's supposed to be...a prophecy.
she thinks.
It was a long night and many dreams, so everyone unanimously decided to set off immediately.
The holy envoys took off Arnold's red clothes respectfully, and took it along with the crown and scepter representing the authority of the archbishop on the road.
When Liu Yu was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance back, but he saw a vast expanse of white snow, and all the sins, conflicts, and love and hatred seemed to be buried by the heavy snow. She turned her head and silently followed the team.
Departing from Nasixue, arriving at the temple, and rushing without sleep, the four-day trip was shortened to just two days.
All the favored ones are like eggplants that have been beaten by wind and frost, with drooping heads, only Liu Yu is still full of energy, like a flower with fresh branches and blooming in full bloom.
She also discovered something special about herself.
Even a strong man can't accept this way of traveling, but she still feels very relaxed. There seems to be a big circulation in her body, which can connect with the outside world and continuously replenish energy.
Is it... the bone God gave her
Liu Yu stroked his lost right arm, and his thoughts were complicated for a moment.
It was almost late at night, and only a few stars illuminated the road in front of us.
They were to cross the square of the temple and go to the main hall.
But when he walked into the square, he was stopped.
Master Malan led two rows of golden knights in full body armor, blocking the intersection from the square to the main hall.
"Master Malan, what are you doing?"
Professor Ravenlo asked.
"I'm here to catch the blasphemer." Malan looked at the blond girl in the crowd. She seemed to be particularly favored. When everyone else was dusty, she was as clean as morning dew, "Miss Fergus ,Come out."
"Is this what Master Bruce means?"
Liu Yu asked.
"Master Bruce? Oh, of course not. Master Bruce has gone to the manor and will not be back until tomorrow."
Liu Yu met Malan's falcon-like eyes, and suddenly understood: Mr. Bruce was sent away by him.
And he will definitely execute her tonight—
In the book, his pursuit of Cinderella has now come to her.
She must escape, at least until Bishop Bruce came.
"Changing sheep."
Liu Yu strikes first.
However, Ma Lan seemed to have been prepared for a long time. When he stepped back, two envoys stood in front of him. When the scepter in his hand touched, a white light came out, which turned into a mask and covered Malan inside.
The spell could not find anyone and disappeared in midair.
"Grab her."
Malan waved his hand.
Numerous divine envoys and knights rushed from behind him, while the holy envoys and paladins on the side backed away, seemingly not intending to intervene.
"Levitation."
Liu Yu performed it skillfully, without any hesitation, as naturally as eating and drinking—
As early as when she was on her way, she discovered that she now has a 100% success rate for any magic spell she uses.
It's a pity that she has been learning divine arts for too short a time, and up to now, there are only a few innocuous ones.
When she was halfway up, her body seemed to be getting lighter, everything from blood to bones seemed to be filled with wind, and the oncoming mountain wind gradually became more intense—she chose a direction to run.
At this moment, a white light fell on her body:
"landing!"
Bai Guang twisted into strands and hit her hard on the back.
Liu Yu was suddenly photographed on the ground.
"You're going to kill her!"
Carlo screamed, and he tried to rush up, but was stopped.
However, Liu Yu found that she only scratched the skin after falling from such a high place.
"Bundle!"
A light cord wrapped her whole body, and Liu Yu couldn't move immediately.
Her divine power was imprisoned by the light cord along with her hands and feet.
She subconsciously looked to the side, and the emissaries who didn't seem to be participating formed a square line, and the scepters in their hands were lowered at the same time.
These emissaries from the temple finally showed her their true strength.
"Sorry, we can't watch you run away."
They were polite and polite to her.
Liu Yu didn't speak.
She looked at the dark night sky and let them tie her to the towering stone pillars in the square. Only then did she realize that the beautiful and majestic buildings she thought were the stakes.
Professor Luo Fuluo passed her by, and the voice was too soft to hear:
"... You have bewitched God, this is your original sin."
"It's you who are afraid," Liu Yu said. "You are afraid of gods. You have selfish desires, greed, and jealousy. From now on, there will be no justice."
"… Maybe."
The envoys and knights brought firewood and poured oil on it almost instantly.
Master Malan held a torch, stood in front of her coldly, declared the crime to her, and said:
"The blasphemer should be tied to the stake and burned to burn away all her sins."
The fire started.
After pouring oil, the fire immediately expanded and surrounded her.
Through the raging flames, Liu Yu looked at the crowd.
Strangely, they were very quiet.
There was no fanatical shouting, just like a grand and solemn farewell ceremony. Carlo was controlled, but she could see that his struggle was not very strong, Nataxi... Nataxi looked at her with tears in her eyes, but also hatred.
Liu Yu felt the pain.
The skin was licked by the flames, and she smelled the scorched smell. The hair was the first to burn. When they burned, the smell was a bit unpleasant, and after a while, they became clumps...
If he saw his current hair, he would be very angry.
She looked up to the sky, and a drop of water fell into her eye.
Liu Yu blinked his eyes: Where did it come from...Where is the water
"It's raining!"
"It's raining!"
Almost in an instant, the strong wind mixed with the torrential rain, smashed down without thinking.
The strong wind scattered the firewood, and the torrential rain beat down like stones.
The centuries-old stone pillars on the temple square collapsed.
"Boom—"
"The gods are angry!"
The holy envoys and paladins knelt down at the same time, prostrating together with the believers for a long time.
Professor Luo Fuluo and Master Malan also knelt down together and did not lift up for a long time.
Only Liu Yu stood numbly in the center of the square, letting the rainstorm hit his face and body.
The light cord on her body was untied at some point.
Long hair, loose like algae—
It was as if it had never been burned by fire.
"You're still there, aren't you?!" She yelled at the sky like crazy, "Aren't you?!"
"If yes, let the rain stop!"
The rain is pattering, non-stop for a long time.
The light in Liu Yu's eyes went out.