The water season is the coldest and wettest season of the year, but the midday sun still firmly dissipates the morning fog. However, the square paved with bluestones in front of the Black Castle still looks a little wet.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Victor walked onto the high platform that had just been set up in front of the square. The nobles on the high platform either turned a blind eye to Baron Victor who came up, or laughed with disdain, or glared at him angrily.

Victor calmly walked towards the Earl of York and the Bishop beside him, performed a noble salute and said in a loud voice: "Victor, I have seen the Governor, I have met the Bishop."

The round Earl of York glared at him fiercely and snorted disdainfully, obviously still resentful that Victor blackmailed 50 purple gold coins from him.

On the contrary, the bishop next to him gestured to him kindly: "Baron Wimbledon, there is no need to be polite. Please take your seat and witness the following ceremony."

Victor straightened up and glanced without trace. The image of Bishop Perot was engraved in his mind with the help of the x-3 chip.

Bishop Perot has an ordinary face and figure, and his face is full of wrinkles. At first glance, he looks like a weathered old farmer. But the bishop has calm eyes. Although he is wearing the cheapest linen robe of a monk, his clothes are...

Spotless, with a faint brilliance escaping from her body from time to time, she has a sacred and inviolable demeanor.

Victor even noticed that there was a thick layer of calluses between the bishop's palms, which should be traces left by frequently grasping heavy weapons, while the seemingly thin and dry forearms were coiled with muscles like steel bars.

As the bishop of the western province of the Kingdom of Cambys, Perro was pampered and held a high position, but he was not arrogant or lax. It was a fluke that the Glory Church could dominate the continent for thousands of years. Victor could not help but secretly sigh.

At this time, the people of Blackcastle Town began to gather in the square. A four-meter-high copper pillar had been erected in the center of the square. There were two iron rings on the top of the copper pillar, and two chains hung from the iron rings on both sides.

Down, such a torture stake ended the lives of countless wizards over thousands of years.

"I heard that the wizard caught this time is Will, the gardener in the town."

"Will usually seems to be honest and responsible. He goes to church to pray every morning and evening without interruption for several years. He was also praised by the priest himself as a pious person. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be an evil wizard."

"Huh, I already knew there was something wrong with him."

A man gloated and showed off his wisdom to the people who were discussing, but when he saw his neighbors sneered disdainfully, he said angrily: "Will is the son of a groom. He didn't learn to drive horses but became a flower."

The flowers produced by the gardener are better than those cultivated by three generations of gardeners like me. The stewards of those wealthy families secretly told me that the flowers he sent were so fragrant when put in the vase that they would not be declined for a month. I will return them first.

I thought he had some secret skills, so I secretly observed him for a long time, but I didn't realize that he had any secrets at all. Tsk tsk, it seems that his flower planting skills are not as good as mine. Hey, I knew there was something wrong with him at that time."

Seeing everyone's sudden realization, the man became even more proud, but he didn't know that their conversation had been filtered out by Victor, who was more than twenty meters away, using the x-3 chip in the noisy environment.

Victor remained calm, but he became more and more certain in his heart that there must be someone else who murdered him!

At this time, a passage was separated by several clergymen at one end of the crowd, and two warriors in silver-white armor were seen dragging a man who was lying limp on the ground towards the copper pillar.

Victor concentrated his mind and with the help of the chip, he magnified the picture in his eyes to the point where it was clearly visible.

The man who was half-dragged and half-dragged by the church warrior was obviously the wizard Will. He was wearing a blood-stained linen robe, his legs were twisted irregularly, and he had obviously been broken.

His bruised and swollen face was bloodless, his wet hair was messily stuck to his forehead, his pale lips were trembling, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Victor noticed that this unlucky gardener did not have the marks left by frequently holding weapons on his hands. His muscles were relaxed and his will was broken. He was just like an ordinary person.

The two church warriors had already dragged the gardener to the execution pillar, and the two chains were put down. The warriors began to fasten the chains on the gardener's wrists.

Perhaps knowing that time was running out, the gardener began to struggle.

"What are you doing?! Let me go! Let me go! I'm not an evil person!"

"Please, let me go! You are mistaken!"

The two warriors ignored him, each grabbed the other end of the chain, pulled hard, and hung the gardener up.

Later, Father Ivan, a tall man with a big beard, wearing a suit of chain mail and holding a platinum scepter, walked from the passage to the high platform where the bishop and the noble lords were.

Seeing an acquaintance, the gardener Will became more and more excited. He begged the priest loudly: "Master Ivan, please save me, I am a pious man, I am not a devil! Please!"

"Shut up, you heretic!" The priest yelled angrily with his hair and beard spread out, and then respectfully handed the platinum scepter to the bishop.

This scepter is made of rare mithril and fine gold to create the image of a weeping angel. The angel's face is sad and his eyes are weeping. The angel's body is tied to a pillar, and the lower end of the pillar forms a scepter.

The handle, the upturned wings of the angel and the suspended hands form the top of the scepter.

Bishop Peiro took the Weeping Angel's scepter and raised it high. The linen robe on the bishop's body moved automatically without any wind. A little brilliance escaped from the bishop's body and converged on the top of the scepter. White runes were born from the void.

, rotating around the scepter, and suddenly, a white-gold holy fire was generated at the top of the scepter.

Witnessing this miracle, various praises rang out from the people, and the nobles on the high platform also showed awe. Bishop Perot handed the scepter to Father Ivan with satisfaction.

Seeing the priest approaching holding the holy fire scepter high, the gardener knew that he would not be spared. He closed his eyes in despair and murmured a very familiar prayer in his mouth.

"Lord, please forgive my sins and show me the way..."

"Blasphemy!" an armored warrior shouted angrily, raised his sheathed sword and swung it upward.

"Poof" the sword hit the gardener's chin hard, and blood mixed with a few teeth spilled onto the square.

Amid the exclamations, the crowd surrounding the copper pillar seemed to be afraid of being stained by the wizard's blood, so they ducked backwards, causing chaos.

Victor looked at the Bishop's livid face, his heart moved, and he took the opportunity to say to the Bishop: "My Lord Bishop, I heard that wizards are best at disguising. This gardener looks like a pitiful man, but he didn't expect that he is a murderer of three people."

It’s unbelievable that an evil wizard named innocent people.”

Victor's interruption made Bishop Perot's face lighten slightly, and he pondered for a moment and said: "It is true that wizards are good at disguising, and it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish them. Even us clergy can't detect anything abnormal if they don't pray for identification of demons. However, then

The three deceased people have nothing to do with this wizard."

"Oh? Is there another wizard who has not been arrested?" Victor stared at Bishop Perot, looking nervous.

Bishop Perro looked at the slightly agitated nobles and explained: "That's not true. Among the three deceased, one was the evil one, and the other two were his sacrifices for evil rituals. And the wizard was there

During the ceremony, he was attacked by the devil and died during the ceremony. So, gentlemen, don’t be nervous. The clergy of our church have held a prayer to identify the devil, and now it has been confirmed that there are no other wizards around the Black Castle."

Victor quickly glanced at the Earl of York and found that he was looking at him with disdain, as if he was despising his cowardice. Obviously the Earl of York already knew this.

Through the fat man's expression, Victor confirmed that what Bishop Perot said was true.

"Ah!" Amidst the shrill screams, the gardener's body was ignited by the white-gold sacred fire. The flames grew from small to large and began to engulf the gardener's body.

While the gardener was struggling painfully, green brilliance burst out from his body. While repairing the gardener's body, he tried to expel the white-gold holy fire.

However, the holy fire seems to be able to strengthen itself by swallowing these green brilliance, and instead becomes more powerful.

"He is indeed an evil wizard!"

"Burn him to death!!"

"Lord! Please protect us." There were panicked prayers, angry curses, and cheers from the crowd.

The green brilliance was squeezed upward from the gardener's body by the white-gold holy fire, and finally fell from the gardener's head. Only green runes were seen emerging from the void, and then disintegrating into green light spots one by one.

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Green light spots scattered within 10 meters around the copper pillar. Green grass blades grew from the gaps in the bluestone slab at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As more and more green light spots fell, the hard bluestone slab could no longer resist the vigorous power of life. The thick vines crushed the bluestone slab and rushed towards the copper pillar with claws and teeth.

"You will not succeed! You will not succeed!" The gardener's miserable howl revealed a heart-stopping majesty and anger.

The white-gold holy flame finally burst out from the gardener's eyes, burning the gardener's entire body into nothingness.
Chapter completed!