"You... what are you talking about?" Speer said in disbelief. "The devil's minions? This is a blatant slander!"
"Whether it's a false accusation, the priest has his own conclusion," the man called Redwin said loudly, "Father will be deceived by you, it doesn't mean that you can deceive everyone! Soon the people will know your true face, hell This is where you belong!"
"You made this all up?" Speer's tone suddenly became cold, "Or someone else? I think the answer should be the latter - after all, the reason why my father chose me is not because of anything else, but you and the third brother. Two are really useless."
"To shut up!"
Then Nightingale heard a crisp sound, as well as the pained groan of the marquis.
"Enough, take her back to the church for trial," another said. "Before the trial, she is still an aristocrat, don't lose her etiquette."
After Speer Percy was dragged away, the trial warriors also filed out, and soon there were only two people left in the room. Due to the influence of the God's Stone of Retaliation, Nightingale couldn't see their appearance, and could only tell from the voice that one of them was Redwin who had spoken to the lord earlier. If I heard correctly, this person seems to be Speer's younger brother.
"You're doing well, Mr. Redwyn... Maybe next time we meet, I should call you Lord Earl."
"Is this all right, Lord Rosad," Redwin's tone was mixed with uncontrollable excitement, "Can I really inherit the title and become the lord of Falling Dragon Ridge?"
"Of course, as long as you follow our agreement, it is possible to go further," the latter laughed.
"Then what should I do next?" he said eagerly. "Can I move into the old sister's room? She can't come out of the prison again, right?"
"Speer Percy will soon be hanged in the square as a witch, which is also the guarantee of our cooperation," the other party pondered for a moment, "As for what to do next, I suggest you call her Ministers, knights and subordinates, tell them about this, and divide some of the rights and interests that belong to the marquis."
"One...do you have to do this?"
"If everyone can benefit from this incident, your position will be much more secure, which will also facilitate our future agreement to proceed smoothly," Rosad said, "If you feel at a loss, I can dispatch a The priest will give it to you, he is very good at handling government affairs, and if you don't understand anything, he can give you an answer at any time."
"Then please," Redwyn responded quickly.
"It will be of great help to us that you can sit firmly as the lord, so the church is naturally responsible for this kind of thing." The other party laughed out loud.
After the two left, Nightingale emerged from the fog, and Lightning and Maisie also fell.
"I'm in trouble now," she looked at the two of them. "How could the church come here by chance?"
"Didn't it mean that her brother discovered her true identity and then revealed it to the church." Lightning's eyes lit up, "We have something to do."
"I didn't discover it sooner or later, but now? I always feel that something is wrong here," Nightingale frowned.
"No matter what, we must not watch them execute Speer," Lightning said with his head raised. "We must save her and kill the Church!"
"Flowering water goo!"
Since defeating the devil, the little blond girl's self-confidence has inflated a little, which is not a good sign. Nightingale shook her head and said, "The church cannot be defeated for the time being. They must be involved in this conspiracy. If we get rid of this group of people, Speer can naturally return to the position of lord. This may be an opportunity for us, as long as she is quietly She was rescued silently, and in the face of nowhere to go, she would most likely agree to return to Border Town with us."
"Hey, don't you fight the church?" Lightning said disappointedly.
"Battle is a last resort. The opponent has a large number of people and also has a lot of God's Stone of Retribution. It is very risky to quickly clear the opponent." Nightingale thought for a while and then ordered, "I'll go to the church to inquire about the situation and see if I can. Can't figure out what's going on here."
There was one more thing she didn't say. If she didn't understand the cause and effect, Speer Passy might associate this frame-up with His Highness. This kind of thing must be avoided.
"What about us?" the little girl asked.
"Just meet me outside."
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Zuolongling Church is located in the outer city. It is small in scale. It has a prayer hall, a believer's residence and a three-story tower. It is surrounded by walls and has only one entrance. But for Nightingale, none of these obstacles was a problem.
By the end of the evening, after the believers who came to pray had dispersed, she had already touched the entire area—although the number of God's Punishment Stones was several times higher than in the castle, it was not difficult to move. There are large divine stones in the hall that can block the magic power of the entire room, and so are some aisles, but she can take a detour and even climb over the floor.
Nightingale also found the place where Spell Passy was imprisoned, in the basement of the tower. It didn't look like he had suffered any torture, but he was just a little lethargic. She planned to wait until the dead of night to bring the Marquis out.
After telling the two of her plans, Nightingale sneaked back into the tower. This time, she followed lines that didn't exist in reality and went up to the top floor, hiding in a richly decorated room.
This should be the priest's room. When he returns, facing the threat of the dagger, he should honestly explain the truth of the matter.
When the bell at 9 o'clock at night echoed over the Falling Dragon Ridge, the door of the room was pushed open.
She quietly pulled out the dagger, but did not move. Judging from her footsteps, there were two people coming.
"A surprise," it turned out to be a woman who spoke first, "I didn't expect Marquis Spell to be a witch. It seems that the plan must be slightly changed."
"Uh... Lord Holy Envoy," the answerer was the former Rosad, his tone was very respectful, "Wouldn't it be more convincing if she was a witch?"
"It's different now. According to the meaning of the Pope, if there is a new witch, it should be handed over to the Holy City as much as possible without revealing it." The woman said, "As for the original hanging, let's change it to the burning. , replaced by a masked death row prisoner of similar stature."
"Yes," Rosad replied, "but why did Your Majesty make such a troublesome rule? It's not easy to transport a witch to Hermes."
"I don't know either, but I heard from the above, it's just a return to tradition."
"Return to... tradition?"
"You don't need to know too much, just do the current affairs with peace of mind," the holy envoy did not continue, "I will go to Chishui City when it is properly handled here."
"Yes!" Rosad said in a stern voice.
Who is this man? Why didn't the priest even dare to let out the air in front of her? And listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that they didn't know that the Marquis was a witch before arresting Speer Passy. Could it be that this matter was a conspiracy against the position of the lord of the Falling Dragon Ridge from beginning to end
Nightingale couldn't help but walk out of the hiding place and looked at the other party through the fog. To her surprise, the other party didn't wear the Stone of God's Retaliation. In the black-and-white world, the magic in the angel's body is as eye-catching as fluorescent light.
This man is a witch!
"Who's there?" And she responded quickly, almost instantly, a dazzling silver light stabbed straight at Nightingale!
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