01.
Monroe returned to the human world once again, and returned to his hometown, the Eutin Empire.
When he first came to the Lower Realm, he also imagined that the higher authorities would transfer them back to the human world. He even imagined that they would return to their hometown, be praised by the bishop, and even glorify their ancestors. But the irony is that he is now recalled by the bishop, but with a completely different purpose than imagined.
He thought he would be recalled to the holy city for trial, but he did not expect that the prison van stopped in a small town next to the holy city, and he was actually tried in the small church in that town.
This is not in line with the process, he thought to himself.
But no one cares about that right now.
The shackles he is carrying have the function of prohibiting demons, and that kind of shackles are specially designed for priests, and the food he has eaten during this time has been mixed with some poison, which can make him weak all over, and Some other sequelae. At least it can be seen that the person who is arresting him also attaches great importance to him to some extent.
He was locked in a dark and damp basement for three full days, and three days later finally came the day of judgment. He was escorted to the square in front of the church—according to the custom of the church, trials similar to this kind of collusion with the devil are carried out in public. At this time, the small square was already surrounded by people, they stared at him with curious eyes, and cursed from time to time:
"Fallen Paladin!"
"Damn it!"
"Your mother will regret having you!"
"Go to hell!"
Monroe let go of his thoughts, those words could no longer enter his brain.
The person in charge of the trial was a bishop who seemed to have come from the Holy City of the Eutin Empire. This made Monroe feel a little more at ease. If the priest of the small church in the town really tried him, the paladin commander, it would be too ridiculous.
Today is a very good weather, the summer sun hangs high in the sky and emits warm light, but these cannot dispel the curious crowd. In the middle of the square was a pre-set fire frame, in front of it was Monroe who was bound by chains, and facing the fire frame was a tent with a long table decorated with lilies and an oak chair under the tent. sit on it. Next to it is a small table, which is the position of the record officer.
When the bishop came, he hugged the front and back, and the people in the town had never seen such a scene. They looked at the bishop's dignified appearance and gorgeous costumes, and felt that the gods in the sky were nothing more than that, so they looked at the bishop eyes full of reverence. In comparison, the paladin who had been ordered to kneel there looked languid and filthy from these days of abuse. At a glance, justice and evil are clear at a glance.
The bishop began to state Monroe's crimes. He used a lot of words that seemed particularly bluffing, such as "heinous sin", "the temptation of the devil", and "the shame of the paladin". In fact, if there is a smart person standing here, he can listen Knowing all the vocabulary can be summed up in one sentence, Monroe participated in the movie of the lower world. But unfortunately, there are not enough smart people here, so everyone showed shocked expressions, gasped, and put on an expression of death at Monroe's "heinous crime"-and they did so vividly. The attitude of the spectator of justice comes.
"Is there anything else you want to say?" asked the bishop.
Monroe looked up and looked into the bishop's eyes. Monroe's eyes are a lighter color than ordinary sea blue. Most Birds have this pupil color, but the bishop doesn't know why he has a faint sense of fear.
Then Monroe said, "Yes."
The onlookers gasped again.
The bishop was inexplicably panicked by him: "Speak!"
"Ten years ago when the Northwest Desert was quelled, Lord Oscar was injured. I temporarily assumed the command position and successfully suppressed the rebels. I was awarded a silver medal and promoted to vice-captain. As a striker, two-thirds of the casualties after breaking through three cities, I was awarded the Gold Medal, and my position remained unchanged. Seven years ago, my team was transferred to the front line bordering the Mülheim Empire, in the extremely cold temperature The lower town guarded for a whole year before returning to the holy city. Five years ago, my team was ordered to find a kind of herbal medicine in the rotting forest. Later, after the casualties, I decided to leave the forest first, and then I was punished by the higher authorities. After three months, I got Knowing that they misunderstood the information, the herb was not in the rotten forest, but in the foggy forest, so they decided to let me take the blame. Five paladins and I went deep into the foggy forest. We stayed there for about 50 days and found the herb. The Bishop of Okawi then in charge casually tossed it aside, saying it was no longer used."
Monroe spoke these contents slowly in a calm voice.
"Thunder Peak... Shadow Scar... The Eagle's Nest... The Continent... The Island..."
He spoke out one by one of his achievements and the unfair treatment he suffered, and finally:
"Ordered to guard the lower realm for a long time."
After he finished speaking, there was a complete silence around him.
The villagers in the town are of course ignorant compared to Monroe and the bishop, and they don't know what Monroe said means, but they can vaguely hear that this criminal seems to have done a lot of good things .
The atmosphere seemed tense.
The recording officer's hands trembled a little, and he couldn't write for a long time.
The bishop's complexion also changed, and then he suddenly smiled. The recorder looked at the bishop in surprise. Monroe also frowned slightly.
Then he heard the bishop say: "You are really good at quibbling, Monroe." Then he continued without waiting for Monroe to speak, "Ten years ago, you served as the temporary commander for the peace in the northwest desert. But the real commander is the son of Lord Oskett. Because he was too young and worried that everyone would disobey him, he entrusted you to be the commander. Eight years ago, when the army marched eastward, your team was just one of the forwards. The one who really contributed was Ni Your Majesty Dam... he doesn't want to argue with you because of his noble status, but I didn't expect you to take credit for it..."
Then the bishop recounted all the merits that Monroe had just mentioned, and distributed all his merits to others... And the one with the most was Needham Joyce, Bishop of the Holy City.
Monroe became more and more sober, and his heart became more and more cold.
I see. No wonder I had to die, it turned out that those people also took a fancy to my achievements.
"It seems that you are not only bewitched by the devil, but also your brain is not very good." The bishop said.
When the surrounding townspeople understood this, boos, wild laughter and cheers erupted around the square.
Monroe suddenly remembered the words he said to the Demon King when he left the lower realm:
"I want to believe in humanity for the last time, in humanity."
Monroe lowered his head and said nothing.
He didn't understand why he had to die.
But what he understands is that the person who wants to die has already made all preparations.
He was dragged to the stake, and the crowd began to applaud and cheer, and began to encourage the executioner to light the fire quickly.
Of course, the executioner did quickly ignite the firewood pile under Monroe's feet. Because the fuel had been poured in advance, the flames sprang up.
It is of course painful when the flame burns his upper body, but Monroe is extremely calm at the moment. The devices of the forbidden magic are attached to his legs, and if his legs are gone, he will regain some of his former strength, so he must calm down, wait for the flames to burn his legs first, and then he can use holy magic. Light Magic escaped from the stake, as for the bishop and the people beside him... He thought about it calmly, he knew that his chance of surviving was not high, but he would try anyway.
Just like back then, he knew that the chance of him being accepted by the bishop was very small, but he always tried again and again.
Hill has seen Monroe's firmness towards the church, and also seen Monroe's strength, so he couldn't help but want Monroe to come to the Lower Realm. If that firmness was aimed at the Lower Realm, it would be wonderful. Hill thought so.
This kind of torture is always associated with the eradication of heresy and evil, but in fact, real heretics are not afraid of fire... It is recorded in the book that this method is said to be "extremely ornamental".
It took less than ten seconds for the flame to rise up, and there was a sudden change.
A demon king in a blood-red cloak descended from the sky.
Monroe's eyes widened for a moment.
Then he realized that the flames on his body had lost any warmth. He knew immediately that Erwin was coming too.
"You..." Monroe's mind was in confusion at this moment.
If it's other people or similar situations, the first reaction is probably to be moved badly.
But what Monroe blurted out was: "It has not been a year since the two parties signed the treaty, do you want to restart the war like this!"
The Demon King turned his back to him, and then he raised the corners of his lips and said, "What is better to say at this time? Should I say to that bishop, 'You are playing with fire'? Or to you..." Hill still had a lazy and careless smile on his face, and said a line from the movie: "For you, I am willing to be an enemy of the whole world."
What caught Munro's eyes were Hill's red eyes with a chuckle.
Coquettish as blood.
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