When A Mage Revolts

Chapter 902: There are endless troublemakers

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In the quiet square, this voice sounded extremely clear and fell on everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned.

Benjamin frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. However, at the edge of the square, he only saw crowds of people, but no one stood up. The group of people also looked around, looking for who was speaking just now.

"Who is questioning the cause of His Majesty's death? If there is real evidence, speak out and don't hide."

So, while he spoke like this, he asked about the system in his mind.

The system immediately brought up the scene just now. To some surprise, the person speaking in the scene was a little beggar dressed in rags. He was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old. He hid in the crowd. After shouting, he bent down and hid aside, and then started begging as if nothing had happened.

… hired by the church

Benjamin narrowed his eyes. This guy was obviously here to cause trouble. He just yelled and had no intention of doing anything else. But the trouble is, with so many people watching, he can't possibly catch the little beggar and confront him in court, right? The scene will only get worse.

He just asked the system to record the appearance of the other party and prepare to settle the accounts later.

At this moment, everyone in the square looked at each other, and no one stood up to say anything, but it was obvious that what he just said still aroused some suspicion. Does the magic academy also know magic? So using wound marks to prove the murderer... there is indeed the possibility of forgery.

Seeing this, Benjamin thought for a while and spoke again:

"Since there are still people who have questions, let me explain it more clearly." He pointed at the small hole in the king's chest and said slowly, "His Majesty died because his heart was pierced, but in just a moment, less than one centimeter. The small hole and the entire wound are burned, which is not something ordinary people can do. In fact, even many bishops cannot use this kind of magic. There is only one person in the world who has this ability."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand, and the water element condensed and compressed in his palm, and then gradually stretched to form an extremely thin thread of water.

He showed the water silk to everyone.

"At that time, the Pope condensed the Holy Light into this form, and then attacked His Majesty." He explained while showing, "The gentleman who didn't want to show up, yes, the Magic Academy has been studying priests, many A mage can command the Holy Light, but... if you want to condense such filaments to assassinate His Majesty, that person's magical level must be the same as my magical level."

Having said this, he paused for a moment before continuing: "Unfortunately, our college does not have such a genius, otherwise the Pope would have died in our hands that night."

Everyone in the square looked at the king's body and took a second look at the water thread in Benjamin's hand, with some curiosity in their expressions. Most people don't know much about magic, but they know one thing - the dean of the magic academy is the most powerful mage, and the pope is the most powerful priest. These two people are on the same level, and no one else can compare with them.

And according to Benjamin, this kind of wound can only be done by people at their level.

It is impossible for the water thread to burn the wound, so by analogy, there is only one person left in the world.

Although many people are still a little confused and don't quite understand things like magic, elements, etc... But judging from Benjamin's extremely positive tone and the sneaky disappearance of the person who called before, they are still more inclined towards Black Nightmare. The military statement -

It was the Pope who killed His Majesty!

Some lamented, some were angry, and some were confused, but after detailed explanations and proofs, at least those present had confirmed this fact in their hearts. At that moment, the church they had the impression of was completely dead, leaving only an empty shell of treachery, hypocrisy and cruelty.

However…

"Devil! You deceiver! You will go to hell!" Another voice sounded from the edge of the square, and this time, the owner of the voice finally chose to show up.

There were several people gathered together, both men and women, all with huge crosses embroidered on their clothes, and their eyes revealed fanatical emotions. It was somewhat similar to the previous anti-church march. They kept shouting and holding huge signs in their hands, but... the content on their signs was completely different from the march, and most of them were curses and insults to the mages.

When Benjamin saw this, he was not even angry, he just shook his head speechlessly.

How can a mere funeral cause so much trouble...

However, if you really want to talk about it, this should be the first official anti-church rally in the Hori Kingdom, right? No matter how loud the demonstrations were in the past, they were civil, underground, and went against the mainstream discourse. And when the mage finally stands on the official stage, there will always be some old antiques who feel like they have been slapped in the face, not to mention these fanatical believers.

"Everyone has seen what kind of people the supporters of the church are." Benjamin did not take this seriously at all, and said coldly, "This is His Majesty's funeral, where we mourn the deceased. No You accomplices of the church are welcome. Guards, please get them out."

The soldiers on both sides nodded and walked towards the fanatic believers, trying to drive away these yelling people.

However, these fanatical believers are obviously not driven away so easily. They struggled with the soldiers for a while. Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the leader shouted loudly: "This devil is lying! He is just for his own selfish desires! He wants to usurp the throne! He wants to be the king! Her Majesty the Queen belongs to the late king. My daughter, she is the only orthodoxy of the royal family! Don’t believe him!”

When Benjamin heard this, he finally became a little impatient.

"I want to be the king? Who forced Her Royal Highness the Queen to death, and also held Her Royal Highness the Princess hostage, forcing her to succeed to the throne when she was less than four years old, so that he could control the power of the country?" He snorted coldly and said without hesitation, "In addition... since it is mentioned here, let me tell you that the queen who was forcibly supported by the church has been rescued from control by us!"

As he spoke, he winked at the mage behind him. The mage nodded, turned and walked towards the city hall.

Everyone in the square was in an uproar.

"Your Majesty... His Highness is here too?"

Even the few fanatical believers who were making trouble were stunned, standing on the spot, looking at Benjamin in astonishment.

Half a minute later, the mage flew out of the city hall with the princess in his arms, slowly landed on the high platform, and stood with Benjamin. Benjamin took the princess, held her in his arms, and showed it to everyone present. At that moment, everyone in the square looked at the princess's young face and were all shocked.

Benjamin put down the princess and announced the names of the six nobles who had died.

"... Including Duke Colin, these six adults rescued Her Royal Highness from the palace in times of crisis and sent her to me all the way. And that time the church blew up Pearl Lake, the six Your Excellency unfortunately died and was buried alive by the church. All the knights in their family can testify to this!"

The square fell into dead silence, and everyone was too shocked to speak. A few fanatics were like ducks with their necks strangled, squeezing their throats but unable to make any sound.