The King of Knights in a Different World

"My sister too!" And then there was another.

With the appearance of these seemingly innocent victims, it seemed that all the misfortunes in this small town were related to the "witch" they called. Some people even blamed the witch for falling down.

The crowd in the audience was boiling, and they cursed loudly to let the witch die.

"Everything is the witch's fault."

"For justice!"

"The witch must die!"

"Burn the witch!"

"Execute the witch!"

"Burn her!"

"Kill her!"

...

At the center of all focus, the man is in a very happy mood at the moment. His name was Furfar, and he was just an ordinary member of this small town. Until one day some black clothes found him, they gave him money, taught him the skills of inciting the people, and even created many other disasters. Relying on these, he squeezed out the original mayor and became the leader here.

Everything is for the present, for sending the ordinary village girl in front of her to the stake. Of course, he didn't understand why it had to be this girl, and he didn't know what the man in black was thinking, but he didn't have to think about it either.

Anyway, after things are done, he can get a lot of money, and maybe even be praised by people, and then the fame will spread to the king's ears, and then he will reach the pinnacle of life. No matter what happens in the future, at this moment, he really feels the taste of power.

He is also more and more addicted to it, as if he is a king now. *

no.60 Wisdom-reducing strike

The crowd in the square was furious, and everyone's eyes were focused on the stage. Fefar enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Quiet! Everyone, please be quiet! I understand everyone's feelings at the moment, and I am as sad as everyone. So I want to question the witch in front of you, witch, Joan of Arc? Darc! Why are you so cruel and want to bring disaster to this place? On a piece of land?" He imagined himself to be the king of this country, and raised his arms high in the air to signal.

"I'm not a witch, and neither is Al. We just want to live the lives of ordinary people, and we haven't done anything." Joan's expression was desperate. The sight in front of her was so dazzling that she could hardly keep her eyes open.

Originally, she and her younger sister were just the most ordinary girls born in this area. She was also very satisfied with her life and didn't think too much about it. Even if the land changed owners two years ago, she felt nothing. After the death of their parents, the sisters have been living together. Although it is difficult, their life has been much better than before because of the new king's new policy.

Originally, they would have fantasized that life would continue like this forever. But fate ruthlessly abandoned them.

They were framed as witches, and not many people believed them at first. But with the passage of time, and the weird things that happened to them, more and more people began to believe that they were witches.

Then, under the control of those with a heart, the demented people completely regarded them as witches and wanted to judge them in the most primitive way.

Just today, she was directly tied here. She didn't even understand what was going on. Now she can only pray that her sister who went out will not come back.

"Sophistry! Two months ago, a group of thirteen of you went to a nearby forest. Everyone died. Why did you come back alive?" Fefar asked loudly.

"I have no idea."

"One month ago, the four families living with you, your house caught fire together, why did only two of you escape alive?"

"I……"

"Why can your sister walk in the flames without getting hurt? Why did the wild flying dragon attack nearby, but didn't attack you in front of it."

"..."

During the countless times of questioning, the torture of countless gazes, and the garbage thrown up from the audience, Joan couldn't help but feel that she had done something wrong for a while.

Maybe it's true! Maybe it really is your own problem! Maybe he is a disaster star! Maybe her own birth was a mistake... Such thoughts gradually grew in her heart.

The girl named Joan of Arc is just an ordinary girl. She does not have the fortitude of a hero, and she can maintain a firm self when the world doubts herself.

Same as most people. When a person suspects that they have a problem, that person may refute, when ten people may reflect, when a hundred people will lose themselves, and when a person faces a thousand people questioning, they can only instinctively think You are the one with the problem.

It seems sad, but it is also the most helpless self-comfort.

"God! What have we done wrong? If I was born with sins in this life, please forgive the sins I have committed in this life with kindness." Joan of Arc's face was covered with ashes, she looked up She turned to the sky, as if hoping that the gods in the distance could hear her prayers.

However, her prayers don't seem to have been heard.

"Shut up! You witch, you are not qualified to pray to God!" Fefar immediately roared. He picked up a long wooden stick in his hand and smashed it hard on Joan's head.

At this moment, I really enjoy the feeling of dominating other people's lives, and want to prove my strength through violence.

The wooden stick fell heavily, and the memory of this time seemed to slow down. The crowd felt as if they had been beaten when they saw this scene. Many people even wished that they were the one standing on the stage.

They were looking forward to the sight of Joan's head being blossomed and blood splattered everywhere. As for whether it is too cruel, she is a witch, and a witch should die. Many people think morbidly.

Joan herself closed her eyes, as if she had accepted her fate.

However, the heavy wooden stick did not fall on her head. In front of her forehead, one hand grabs the stick.

"Don't pray in a godless world, maiden."

Lucifer's gentle words came to Joan's ears, she opened her eyes slightly, and at that moment, the sun shone on the knight in front of her, and she seemed to see a real god.

"What... who is it!"

Fefar looked at Lucifer in front of him, his eyes focused on the armor on his body. He instinctively felt a little guilty.

"Because I couldn't accept the setbacks in reality, I pointed the finger at a weak girl. Is this your justice? It's really cheap enough." During the words, Lucifer's hands burned into flames.

The wooden stick also burned along Lucifer's arm. Fefar subconsciously dropped the stick as if he was holding a poisonous snake, and he hasn't recovered yet. A burst of magic power blew around Lucifer, and the strong wind immediately knocked the clown down, and he rolled all the way to the audience.

The sudden appearance of Lucifer caused the scene to enter a brief dead silence, and everyone seemed to be a little unresponsive for a while. This is the case with the demented crowd, and the loss of the leader loses all abilities.

"He is the same kind of witch, and he wants to save this witch. Stop him!" Fefar got up from the ground with a bruised nose and face, and pointed at Lucifer and yelled.

He is quite sensible, from the moment he saw Lucifer's armor, he already understood that Lucifer's identity is definitely not simple, at least he has never seen such a luxurious armor in his long life of more than 30 years .

Viscount? No, such a sophisticated armor design, could it be the Earl?

At this moment, he was very scared. But he also understood that he had no way out. If he surrendered to Lucifer now, without mentioning what Lucifer would do, these ignorant people in front of him would kill him, the leader who surrendered.

Under the pressure of life, he can only go one way to the dark. Now he has made plans to escape.

what to do! ? This guy must be a big shot, and I'm afraid it won't be easy after offending him. Fortunately, the idiots here didn't realize this, so I'll just keep doing nothing and encourage these idiots to kill him. Anyway, after the final investigation, they will definitely be arrested and sent to prison, and they will die as the death penalty, so I can escape in the chaos. Yes, take the money and flee to France.

The ignorant people didn't realize at all that Fefar was planning to sell them. After they heard Fefar's words, they seemed to be on drugs for an instant. They held up the primitive weapons in their hands, and surrounded Lucifer by shouting words like 'death to the witch'.

In their view, Lucifer is only one person, while they have thousands of people. This comparison of power made them less courageous, and many people even pretended to be messengers of justice in order to kill another innocent person with peace of mind. *

no.61 Want to be a partner of justice? (Ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

What? You say that the messenger of justice will not kill innocent people, and if I say you are guilty, you are guilty. Let me say you are guilty first, and then kill you, you are not innocent. This is the simplest logic in front of their eyes.

Among the crowd, a petite blue figure jumped in front of Lucifer. Artoria didn't draw her sword. She also used the magic power burst technique. The magic power emitted from her formed a storm, instantly blowing down all the closest people within a dozen meters around.

As a result, the chain effect is that the crowd behind those people is also blown down. If it hadn't been for the fact that this was Britain, these people were just being fooled or even posed no threat to the king. The crime of preparing to besiege the king alone was enough for Artoria to kill them all.

Artoria frowned, her hand was already on the sword. Just now they have sent a magic message to the former King's Forbidden Army - the Knights of the Silver Sword. They only need to wait for a moment, and the Knights will arrive. At that time, this farce will be calmed down.

Before that, if these people were still going to continue their ignorance after warning, then she could only draw her sword.

Fortunately, Artoria's attack just now has blown many people away, and made many people subconsciously retreat. After all, the reason why they were so fierce before was because Joan of Arc was weak and would not resist, but now these two knights are obviously not like this.

They were afraid that the two knights in front of them would kill them in a fit of anger.

"Who the hell are you?" Fefar continued to insist on the surface, but secretly scolded the cowards around him.

In this way, he didn't realize that he himself was also a member of the cowards.

"If you can't know my name from the face you've seen, this ignorance itself is a sin." At this moment, Lucifer's voice carried a bitter chill.

"I don't care who you are? Get out of there now, we are in a glorious and great trial, the witch must die, and Britain must be at peace."

"That's right!"

"That's it"

...

This time, although the people around were clamoring, no one dared to take a step forward. They are not an army, but a group of rabble. When encountering a natural disaster of the level of a dragon, they will only subconsciously flee instead of stepping forward.

"Witch? Still peaceful? Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't want to get out of the way, then don't blame me. Don't you see, I represent the public opinion now, do you want to be an enemy of everyone in the town, do you want to be an enemy of the whole of Britain. You want to go against this Is there justice?"

"You are not qualified to represent Britain, let alone justice." While speaking, Lucifer drew out his king's sword.

Intense rays of light began to emanate from the sword body, making it impossible to look directly at it like the sun for a moment. He didn't swing his sword down, but raised it to the sky, and the golden light shone in a more distant direction.

The crowd was confused for a while, and finally someone recognized the appearance of the sword.

"That's it! King! It's the glory of the king's sword! The person standing in front of us is the king!" An old man first knelt down in horror. He had never seen Lucifer, but he had seen the previous king and his sword.

From there, the chaos of the crowd grew even bigger. Several expressions appeared on their faces, and many of them knelt down on the ground subconsciously after seeing what the old man did.

The person who couldn't believe it the most might be Fefar. He had already thought that Lucifer's identity was not simple, but he had never thought that it was the king himself. At this moment, his mind was blank and he had lost the ability to speak.

Almost at the same time, a large group of knights entered the town. At the same time, many knights were arranged around the town, and 3,000 silver knights surrounded the town.

Although the armor of the leading knight is also silver-white, the key part is black. He was the commander of this force, and his name was Aghwein. Known for his ruthless personality, he has performed well in previous battles against the rebellion and is currently a member of the Round Table.

"Your Majesty! Your subordinates are late and let you be disturbed by this group of mobs. Please punish me." Agguwen came to Lucifer and saluted him.

"Siegfried, I have met the king." Siegfried saluted at the same time.

"Secret Aggression, lead the knights to take all of them down together." Lucifer withdrew his sword and gave an order to the knights.

"yes!"

After a while, Agguiwen directly directed the knights to start. The originally chaotic scene was instantly calmed down. Facing the formal knights, these people directly put down their agricultural tools, and many even began to beg for mercy, but all of this was ignored by Agguiwen.

If it wasn't for Lucifer's order, he wouldn't be so gentle now. In his opinion, just facing the king with a sword is a capital offense. Some might say they didn't know it was the king, and beg forgiveness, but that wasn't the case in Agguiwin's mind.

Since the great crime is committed out of ignorance, then die with this ignorance. This is the best ending for those who know God.

Taking advantage of this time, Lucifer put Joan of Arc down from the stake, he untied his cloak and put it on the girl, then handed her over to Artoria. He asked her to leave here with someone to help her heal the wounds on her body.

After doing all this, Lucifer also learned about what happened here through the interrogation of Agravin.

To put it simply, there are always misfortunes happening around the girl named Jeanne d'Arc, but every time she survives miraculously, and sometimes even things like dragons deliberately avoid her, and she herself seems to be Has some special abilities. The so-called becoming a witch.

Originally, these were just very normal things. There are thousands of people in this small town. If you search carefully, you will find that what happened to Joan basically happened around them. Just not that exaggerated.

After hearing what happened here, Lucifer felt that Joan of Arc was not so much a witch as she was a child of miracles. Same as her sister. In almost all the news, there is no proof that Joan has directly harmed others, and it can even be said that she is the type who is eager to help others.

Such a girl is slandered as a witch under the control of someone with a heart. Is the target of the other party Joan herself? Or is it just because this target is easy to use, so you want to use her to attack Britain's newly improved prestige?

On the throne, Lucifer thought deeply for a while. The turmoil in front of me looks like a farce, but if you think about it carefully, it may cause a chain reaction if it is not handled properly.

Seeing Lucifer's deep thinking, Siegfried looked at those ordinary people, and he was about to express his thoughts.

"My lord, please forgive my slip of the tongue. But since so many people think she is a witch, then..."

His words were not finished, but they also represented some meaning. *

no.62 The law does not blame the public? Innocent!

In reality, if several people say that a person is a villain at the same time, everyone may not believe it, but when the number becomes thousands, it will make people subconsciously regard it as a fact.

Three people become tigers. Sadly, most of the people here have no idea what they're doing, simply put, no brains. They didn't know if there was something wrong with Joan of Arc, but since everyone said so, it must be so.

The fear of being isolated by others makes them subconsciously want to go with the crowd.

Lucifer was very clear about the situation in front of him. His joining already means that this is not just a simple turmoil, but also the source of more cholera. If I compromise at this time, then turmoil like this may appear everywhere in the future, and it will get out of hand.

D! snort! If you think so, then I can only say that you are too naive. If you think that such a small method can trigger a large-scale domestic outbreak, then I will let you know who your opponent is now.

Lucifer looked at Siegfried calmly, he didn't respond to his words, but asked a question. He answered Siegfried's doubts with questions.

"General Siegfly, one person slandered and killed one person, what is the crime?"

"Murder." Siegfried responded immediately.

At the same time, he was a little surprised why Lucifer would ask.

"Then what about the two of you?" He continued to ask back.

"Conspire to murder!"

"What about ten?"