Tome of Blood

Chapter 604 103 Rescue

Chapter 604 -103- Rescue

The sky was gray, gloomy and cold.

The dense dark clouds gradually obscured the sun, thunder rumbled faintly, and occasionally a few dazzling lightning flashed, illuminating the judgment seat made of cold stones in the center of the square.

Today is the day of the judgment of the famous Gray Swan Witch in District 9.

Early in the morning, residents from nearby neighborhoods came from all directions and soon surrounded the square.

People looked at the girl tied to the cross with fear and disgust, throwing stones, mud and filth in their hands at each other, and shouted angrily:

"Burn the witch! Burn the witch!"

The roars, scoldings and cries of pain intertwined and buried in the biting wind. The air was filled with a repressive and tense atmosphere, as if even breathing became heavy.

In the center of the square, on the altar, several priests of the Inquisition wearing red robes and pointed hats looked indifferent.

Holding the sacred code, they looked down at the "witch" tied to the cross, their eyes revealing unquestionable authority and coldness:

"Apostate Susan Russo, do you know your crime?"

On the cross, Susan, who was accused of being a "witch", struggled constantly.

The robe on her body had long been torn, her long hair was disheveled, her haggard face was sickly pale, her chapped lips kept opening and closing, but she could only make a "ho ho" sound from her throat, unable to say a word.

She stared angrily at the priests on the altar, as if there was a flame burning in her pupils, and when her eyes swept over the onlookers, she revealed pain and anxiety.

And when she opened her mouth and uttered an angry hoarse sob, the residents standing in the front were stunned:

"Can't speak?"

"No, that's not right, she... seems to have no tongue."

The residents looked at the priest who asked the "witch" questions with strange expressions, and looked at each other.

However, the priest did not wait, but slowly walked to Susan and lowered his voice and said:

"Miss, I will give you one last chance. If you tell us where you hid the things, we can let you go, heal your throat and body, and let the children in prison go."

"Don't worry, I can swear to the great gods that I did not deceive you."

"If you are willing, just nod your head. As long as you nod your head, we will end this trial."

Every priest who enters the Holy Court will be protected by the soul of the Holy Light.

No matter how powerful the mind control method is, it is impossible to forcibly obtain information from a holy believer with firm faith.

That is why when the priest of the trial proposed a "deal", even his tone was much gentler in an instant.

Susan raised her head.

She looked at the priest with anger in her eyes, and her slender back was straight.

Seeing the girl's expression, the priest already knew the other party's choice.

He sighed, and his low voice lost patience:

"It seems... you still don't want to talk."

"I really don't understand you stubborn guys, in this case... we have no choice but to ask the dead this question."

Hearing this, Susan was slightly shocked, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the priest with shock, as if she realized something.

The priest's expression had already become cold:

"It seems that the witch of the gray swan is unwilling to repent."

"Start... the execution!"

He ordered indifferently.

Hearing the order, the executioner holding a torch stepped forward and sprinkled asphalt and pine resin on the girl and the dry wood under the cross.

However, just as he was about to light the fire, a series of horse hoof sounds came from afar, and along with the horse hoof sounds, there were heart-wrenching shouts:

"Stop the trial! Stop the trial!"

Hearing the shouts from far away, the crowd of onlookers suddenly became agitated:

"Stop the trial?"

"Look! It's the priests! So many priests!"

"Wait, the one surrounded in the middle... could it be Her Highness the Saint?!"

Exclamations came one after another, and at the same time, the priest in charge of the witch trial also saw the person shouting.

That was Angus, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar.

Behind Angus, there were many church knights and priests, including some cardinals in purple robes, who had not even changed out of their worship clothes, and were obviously in a hurry from the prayer hall.

However, the most eye-catching one was the girl surrounded by priests and knights.

The iconic flowing blonde hair and blue eyes, the angelic face, and the golden cross-shaped holy robe that only the gods and religious leaders of high status can wear...

There is only one person in the royal court with such appearance, and that is the saint who has caused miracles. Even the chief high priest needs to give way to this transcendent existence:

The 43rd Saint of Creation, the Queen of Falling Stars, the Lord of the North - Charlotte de Castel.

The holy light surrounds her body, like a pious servant.

Seeing the "new" saint rushing in like a star, the expression of the priest in charge of the trial completely changed.

"What are you still standing there for? Execute!"

He shouted to the executioner.

The executioner hesitated.

Looking at the priest and the saint who were getting closer and closer, and the priest with red eyes, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Waste! Let me do it!"

The judge cursed, snatched the torch, kicked the executioner away, and then ignited the dry wood covered with asphalt and pine resin under the cross.

With a bang, the flames spread instantly, and in a blink of an eye, they engulfed Susan on the cross.

"Asshole!"

Angus, the leader of the Knights Templar, cursed.

The judge holding the torch laughed strangely, stood up straight, and looked at the angry leader of the Knights Templar provocatively.

The next moment, he heard an ethereal and cold voice:

"God said, let it rain."

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound.

Bean-sized raindrops came in an instant, pouring down.

The rain seemed to have some kind of supernatural power. It was obviously ignited by the greasy asphalt and pine resin, but when the rain fell, the burning flames quickly extinguished.

The smile of the judge froze instantly.

"Holy Word...Law!"

He looked at Charlotte surrounded by the crowd in disbelief, then gritted his teeth, drew out the sword of the Knight of Judgment, and slashed at Susan on the cross.

However, just as the sword was about to chop down, a long sword surrounded by divine power flew over, and the long sword easily knocked the sword in the hands of the Knight of Judgment away, breaking it in two, and then inserted it into the sculpture in the square in the distance with a whistling sound.

"Asshole! Didn't you hear me?!"

The Grand Master of the Knights Templar descended from the sky and angrily lifted the collar of the Priest of Judgment.

He was still surrounded by platinum-colored divine power, and the terrifying legendary pressure overwhelmed a large number of people around him.

"Lord Angus, there are ordinary people here."

A crisp voice came, with a reminder.

The Grand Master of the Knights Templar looked around, and then sighed and put away the pressure on his body.

He threw the judge to the ground, then turned around and saluted:

"Your Highness the Saint."

Outside the crowd, other priests and knights had already entered the square.

They dismounted, and then surrounded the girl in the white saint robe and entered the execution ground.

The crowd of onlookers consciously made way, and everyone bowed down:

"Saint... Your Highness!"

Charlotte walked through the crowd.

When she came to the altar, she saw Susan, who was dying from the flames, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

"Untie her."

She ordered the knights and priests who followed her.

The Templar Knights were about to act, but the next moment, they were stopped by the priest in charge of the trial:

"Your Highness, this is a trial of apostate witches. It is the order of the Grand Judge. Even if you are a saint, you have no right to stop it!"

Charlotte glanced at him indifferently and said coldly:

"Catch this apostate who tried to judge the Lord's favored one."

Hearing this, the Templar Knights immediately took action and subdued the trial priest.

The surrounding trial knights changed color. They were about to draw their swords, but the next moment, they heard an old scolding:

"What? Do you also want to apostatize? We are here to follow the oracle. My Lord just warned that Dean Gray Swan is not a witch, but a devout believer protected by the Holy Light! You are suspected of killing the true believers, and you still don't put down your weapons and accept the investigation!"

The expressions of the trial knights were different.

But looking at the angry priests and knights, especially the cardinal priests in purple robes and the Grand Master of the Knights Templar standing in front, they finally dropped their swords.

Several priests hurried forward and rescued Susan from the cross.

Looking at the unconscious girl, a high-level priest released his holy power for a moment, turned around and sighed:

"Your Highness, she is seriously injured, I'm afraid she has..."

"Let me see."

Charlotte stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

She stretched out her right hand and was about to put it on Susan's forehead, but soon remembered something and looked at the sky with lightning and thunder.

"God said, let there be light."

She said.

The next moment, the dark clouds in the sky rolled up, and then began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thunder stopped, the wind stopped, and the heavy rain that was just pouring down gradually stopped.

The golden sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shone on the earth, bringing a trace of warmth and casting a golden light on the holy city.

At this time, Charlotte lowered her head and covered Susan's forehead with her right hand.

The white-gold sacred power spread, wrapping the unconscious girl. In the shocked and surprised eyes of the crowd, only a little vitality was seen spreading around with Charlotte as the center.

The green grass sprouted, the flowers bloomed, and the girl's injuries in Charlotte's arms also healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the hideous burns disappeared, replaced by skin like newborn, and even the girl's complexion became much rosier, not like she had been tortured for several days.

And in the distance, those residents standing in the front watching, even if only part of them were affected by the holy light, they all felt that their bodies and minds were transparent, as if their whole bodies had been reborn, and all the chronic diseases and pains disappeared.

What's more, several disabled civilians were pleasantly surprised to find that their missing limbs had actually grown back under the spread of the holy light!

"God... miracle! This is a miracle!"

Someone exclaimed, and then knelt down to Charlotte excitedly.

"Praise the Holy! It's a miracle! This is the miracle brought by the Saint Lady!"

Soon, more people bowed down in front of Charlotte.

Even the priests who ran over with her looked at her with excitement.

Nothing else, whether it is the Holy Word Law or the miracle-like healing magic, it is absolutely not something that ordinary priests can perform.

The Saint Lady will probably be the most powerful saint since the establishment of the Royal Court...

This thought appeared in the minds of all the priests who knew the goods almost at the same time.

However, Charlotte's mind was not here.

Her eyes were focused on Susan, who was slandered as a witch.

"Cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by a few coughs, Susan slowly woke up.