Several priests looked at each other, and they could not find any other reason to retaliate against Zu Huanyao's words.
The crime of abusing forbidden arts is not on the same level as the charges they want to charge Mo Fan. Abuse of forbidden arts does not even require a jail cell if it does not harm others!
"Well, today's trial ends here. The jurors and other priests please stay. Others can leave on their own." Lemuel realized that something was wrong and immediately terminated the Holy Court.
But we can't continue to discuss along Zu Huanyao's train of thought. If his remarks affect other jurors or a certain priest, the motion of "sent into the dark hell" that they want to pass may completely fail.
Life imprisonment, the abolition of magic, and the imprisonment of the Holy City are not the results that the Holy City wants. A person like Mo Fan who possesses the devil system, even if he is beheaded in public, he may still die through some evil spells. Resurrection.
It must be a dark execution!
Like Wen Tai, a dark death sentence that will never allow him to recover!
However, many democratic countries in Europe have successively abolished the death penalty law, not to mention that what the Holy City wants to execute is to send the souls of the dead into the dark hell. Unless the crime is so heinous and the people and gods are angry, it is basically impossible to initiate this trial.
Therefore, the entire trial must be carried out in accordance with their regulations. No one is allowed to deliberately sabotage any link, otherwise the judgment they execute may be biased.
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After everyone dispersed, Zu Huanyao, wearing a heavy priest's robe, walked down the stairs of the Holy Court.
Zu Xiangtian stood aside, waiting for Zu Huanyao.
"Grandpa, I heard that you were defending him." Zu Xiangtian said with some dissatisfaction.
The news spread quickly, and Zu Huanyao's defense method would soon spread throughout the Holy City and reach the ears of everyone who cared about this matter. From this, Zu Huanyao's position could not be more obvious.
He is no longer a great speaker who completely obeys the arrangements of the Holy City. He has taken China's position to protect Mo Fan as much as possible.
"It is a fact that he killed the wandering angel. It is impossible to cleanse him. Therefore, we can no longer change anything from the crime. We can only start from the verdict. As long as he is not sentenced to dark hell, other results are acceptable. "Zu Huanyao said.
Zu Xiangtian's face was full of doubts. He thought that his grandfather would stand with the angels in the Holy City without hesitation, and together they would drive Mo Fan, the big devil, into hell. After all, Mo Fan had the power. He has indeed threatened too many people, and he is definitely a madman with no bottom line and will interfere with the interests of too many people.
"Grandpa, I don't quite understand. It took you decades to gain a foothold in the Holy City and gain an unshakable position in the Asian Magic Association and the Holy City. Why do you suddenly abandon the Holy City and Micah?" Archangel Le and Archangel Remiel, both of them want Mo Fan to get news from this world. If you don't obey their wishes, won't you completely ruin your career?" Zu Xiangtian said in his heart All the words were spat out.
Mo Fan is their enemy, not an ally!
Why would their ancestral family offend the entire Holy City because of one enemy?
Zu Huanyao stopped and stared at Zu Xiangtian. There was almost no luster in his old eyes.
"I...did I say something wrong?" Zu Xiangtian was a little panicked. He felt that his grandfather's eyes were a bit intimidating. Zu Huanyao has always been the most formidable person in the entire Zu family. Without him, he would be in the world. The influence in the world is not as high as the status of the Zu family today.
"Xiangtian, your grandfather and I have done many things in my life, some with a clear conscience and some without conscience. I cannot be like Speaker Shao Zheng who would rather lose his official position but stick to his own principles and path. I can't kill demons and protect this huge country like Hua Zhanhong at sea, but I have a skill that none of them have, that is, I know how to follow people's influence... To be decent, I know how to negotiate." Zu Huanyao leaned on crutches. Slowly began to walk forward.
Zu Xiangtian supported him respectfully. People were coming and going on the Holy City Avenue, and the surroundings were extremely noisy. Zu Xiangtian did not return to the house, but just walked on the lively street.
Zu Xiangtian knew that Zu Huanyao had something to say to him.
Ever since I was young, I have always listened to Grand Ancestor Xiang Tian and rarely dared to speak casually.
Only this time, he couldn't understand.
Can Mo Fan be saved
,
He offended the Holy City, he killed the wandering angels, he was a thorn in the archangel's side, how could such a person be saved
"I'm not questioning your decision, it's just that we all know the laws of the Holy City. It's possible that we can't change anything, and our ancestors have the right to speak in the Holy City." Zu Xiangtian said.
"People can easily become completely different. When they follow someone's advice for the first time and get something in return, they may regard it as a newly learned skill and hint from the bottom of their heart that it is excellent. This is It is progress, it is self-transformation, and then it is completely trapped in capital and privilege... But your grandfather and I are different. Everything I did in the past, whether it was unconscionable or unkind, It's just so that one day I can say what I want to say and do what I need to do in front of the real ruler." Zu Huanyao held the crutch tightly in his right hand, and the crutch almost sunk into the floor tiles.
Zu Xiangtian looked at his grandfather and felt that he didn't recognize the man in front of him.
Ever since I was little, my grandfather has always taught me how to look forward, to have an overall view, to be forbearing, to learn how to play both sides, and to control the entire situation...
Say what you want to say and do what you should do?
Zu Xiangtian felt that the person in the world who was least likely to say this was his grandfather!
"Do you think this is the time for you to speak, Grandpa... Grandpa?" Zu Xiangtian noticed that Zu Huanyao's eyes were always staring at the end of the road.
At the end of the road, there was the ancient square used for executions. After the two people were both killed and disappeared from this world, the place was completely sealed.
Zu Huanyao has been walking here, his eyes almost never leaving there...
Zu Xiangtian suddenly understood.
After all, it was that person, and only that person, who could make Zu Huanyao do such a thing at this age.
With white hair and a cane, the pain almost overflowed from his deep-set old eyes and turned into tears all over his face.
But Zu Huanyao couldn't say a word, couldn't squeeze out a drop of tear. There was no great truth or principle, it was just that everyone had seven emotions and six desires.
He was just using his actions to tell the deceased how regretful he was in his heart!