Silent Crown Chapter 419: Tongzheng
"I am here, surrender to the holy city. ○"
Michelle said: "All Ye Qingxuan's actions are my personal instigation. He was forced to help me because of his position. I am willing to take all the responsibilities and pay the price for it."
The fierce noise sounded, and the observers who had just returned stared at his back with dumbfoundedness, then quietly got up, and reported the shocking news to their summit again.
Since its completion, the toilets of the Holy Wheel Court are overcrowded for the first time.
More people exchanged shocked eyes with each other, and discussed in a low voice, the noisy low noises one after another, and even the devout priest who came to witness the death of Ye Qingxuan got up and yelled at Michelle:
"Absurd! You..."
"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!"
Borja hit the gavel several times, and the bailiff entered the arena and drove the priest who had caused the riot out of the arena. The musician suppressed everyone's voice forcibly.
So again, there was silence.
In the dead silence, Bastian was sweating, his thoughts turned, his complexion changed rapidly.
Borja’s urging eyes stopped him from pretending to be dead anymore. He interrupted Michelle’s words, "Bishop Michelle, don’t say such ridiculous words anymore.
Ye Qingxuan has nothing to do with you. Why are you responsible for what he did? What's more, the victim of this trial is the Ministry of Faith, so why should he be shielded? "
Michelle lowered his eyes and didn't look at him at all, just holding the rose rosary in his hand, as if he hadn't heard it.
Until Borja urged: "Bishop Michel, answer the prosecutor's question. This is your obligation as a witness here."
So Michelle sighed and raised her eyes.
"From the very beginning, Ye Qingxuan was a member of the Faith Department. The "Night of the Barren Mountain" passed down from him is the best evidence. Could there be other musicians in the world who would choose to practice this part? Come to punish the movement of demons?"
He stared at Bastian’s face and said word by word: “The Hammer of the Witch secretly recruited him ten years ago, and his record is still in the archives of the Department of Faith, for everyone Retrieve.
He is the best elite in the Faculty of Faith for decades, and will be able to revitalize the genius of the Faculty of Faith and Faith in the future. "
"Then how did Ye Qingxuan explain the killing of Colt?" Bastian asked again: "Colt is also a member of the Faith Department, right? He is also known as a hero and the person who saved the Faith... …"
He regretted it before he finished speaking, regretting his messiness.
He should hit the side first, entice his testimony, find the loopholes in it, and then turn around in one fell swoop, instead of asking silly direct questions...
From the beginning, he was suppressed.
He raised his eyes, not daring to look at the solemn robe and the coat of arms representing the bishop. He took a deep breath and was about to open his mouth, but he heard Michelle's voice.
"This is a mistake I made."
Michelle coughed violently, took out the handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the scarlet from the corner of his mouth, and swallowed the potion without anyone else, and the cough stopped abruptly.
His complexion was red and radiant, and even his rickety spine was back up, as if back to normal. But the purple blood vessels under the neck floated up. It is a vicious potion mixed in the blood, squeezing every bit of remaining vitality.
"I gave an order in the name of the Faith Department to kill Colt."
He raised his voice, it was hoarse, but it was like a rubbing of gold and iron, stinging people's eardrums: "This is to redeem my mistakes. Therefore, I also caused misfortune and paid the price."
Bastien opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Michelle looked over.
"Shut up, don't disturb me."
Michelle looked at him coldly: "I am old, even in court, at least I must learn to respect the elderly. Cardinals are here, don’t offend and be rude."
Bastien froze, sweating, opening his mouth to say something, but unable to speak.
The old man's eyes looked like a nightmare, and there was a dead black in the green, which made people breathless.
This is the judge who has nailed countless demons to death on the torture frame!
Even if they are both prosecutors, unlike Bastian, a civil servant who can only sit in the office and blow the cold wind, his court is in the wilderness of the dark world.
He arrested, tried, executed his sentence, erected human teachings in the dark world, and ignited the light of flames with the corpses of demons.
For so many years, he was dying ill, he was in a quagmire because of political defeat, and he was bedridden for various reasons. He was dying and dying as he watched the Department of Information and Information gradually die.
He is old.
Now, he is standing here again, made up his final determination, and will not allow anyone to dare to stand in front of him.
If you open your mouth again, you will die.
The expression in those eyes is clear.
Bastien swallowed dry spit, his face pale.
"I hereby surrender my charge to the Holy City."
Michelle raised her voice, and the hoarse voice reverberated in the Holy Wheel Court: "In order to revive the statement of the Ministry of Faith, I went into the evil way.
In order to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I was deceived by Colt. Without any censorship, I disregarded the will of the Holy City and included him in the Department of Faith and made the first mistake.
After I realized his true face and sins committed, I committed the second one.
——In order to protect the honor of the Faith Department, I ordered Ye Qingxuan to execute him secretly. At all costs, I am prepared to sacrifice him afterwards to show the innocence of the Faith Department. "
"Everything that Ye Qingxuan did has been approved by me. Detailed records will be submitted to the Holy Wheel Court for storage as evidence by my secretary. In order to convict me in the future."
Borja looked at the sluggish Bastian several times, but Bastian was dumbfounded, unaware of his gaze, and did not even dare to open his mouth.
Borja frowned and asked:
"Bishop Michel, how does this explain the protection of Colt by the Faculty of Faith? There are also the sacrifices of dozens of witch's hammers and purgatory musicians?"
"This is all acting."
Michelle said indifferently: "Those who died have different political opinions from me. Their depraved traitors have long forgotten the glory of the Ministry of Faith.
In order to ensure their death, I even attacked a church, causing two innocent priests to be displaced. I was just a crime I committed.
I am very fortunate that in the end, Ye Qingxuan was able to stand up and correct my mistakes.
Even if he knew that he would be sacrificed by me, he was still faithfully implementing my orders, and he never violated anything. In the end, at the gate of the holy city, what he said was actually for me.
I am extremely ashamed of this, and I know the mistakes I have made. Even if I pray and pray, the guilt and regret in my heart cannot be reduced. I have forsaken the way of God and committed many unforgivable sins as a result. I am willing to accept all punishments and pay any price for it. "
He turned his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan who was sluggish.
This is the first time Ye He has seen Ye Qingxuan, seeing this astonished young man so close.
So he smiled.
Everything from now...
I will leave it to you.
He retracted his gaze and murmured softly.
"—May the Lord hang down the curtain."
So the divine light fell from the sky.
The majestic and pure light was like a flame, covering him inch by inch, dragging him into the fire, and slowly turning into fly ash.
Amidst the screams and stunned eyes, the faces of the jurors changed drastically, and even the projection of the Cardinal Church became turbulent.
"Stop him!"
Borja lost his demeanor and got up from his seat, shouting to the sluggish bailiff: "Musician! Find a musician! Hurry up and organize him!"
Michelle wants to die here!
Unfortunately, it has been unable to stop it.
This is the extinction of the musician, even if the Scarlet King is here, it is impossible to stop all of this.
When he said that he was willing to pay all the price for it, he triggered the chapter of fate in his body. The fateful chapter that inherited the meaning of God's punishment ignited the ether and turned into a mighty flame, engulfing him from the inside out.
Since he entered the court, he has made up his mind.
The Department of Faith cannot compete with the monstrous creature of the Holy See One-hearted Brotherhood, even if Michelle puts all the blame on him and made such a testimony, the flaws will definitely be found.
There may be traitors even in the Faith Department, and even he himself has flaws that ordinary people don't know... As long as they find any opportunity, it will be enough to make his last painstaking efforts fall short.
So this is his last chance.
Under the witness of the Cardinal Church, in the Holy Wheel Court, surrendered to the holy city and apologized with death, letting everything settle down.
Death is not terrible.
After living for so many years, I should live enough.
In the burning of the flames, he stood in the witness seat, whispering the scriptures in the scriptures in a low voice. But his eyes crossed the flames and stared at Maxwell.
Maxwell couldn't bear to look again, closed his eyes, just nodded.
So he laughed, as if he had been redeemed from this muddy world and quagmire, and walked toward death willingly.
"Why choose us? Bishop Michel."
Maxwell's voice once seemed to rang again.
"Because at this time in the world, only Angelu needs the power of the Faith Department the most. Even in order to preserve this power, he is willing to fight half of the holy city as an enemy."
From that moment on, Michelle knew that he would die here.
It is not the battlefield of the Eastern Expedition, nor the hospital bed, and there is no glorious ending, but a humiliating and humble death with sins.
The judge died in the trial.
Your Majesty, is this probably the ending you chose for me?
He seemed to be surprised, and laughed softly.
Very good, to my liking...
Thank you for your pity and compassion, and thank you for your forgiveness.
Amidst the burning flames, severe pain struck him, and he seemed to feel his body turn into fly ash inch by inch, floating out from under his teaching robe.
Someone screamed, some panicked, some tried to approach, but couldn't step into this divine brilliance.
Gradually, I can no longer see anything, and there is no sound anymore.
Only the pain of burning continues, like an endless continuation, until the end of purgatory.
The memories of the past seemed to be lit by the flames, and turned into ashes with him. But in the trance, a faint voice rang, as if going back to seventy years ago...
"I tell everyone here, and everyone who is not here: This is the will of God!"
The solemn voice declared from a height, as if conveying the gospel of the kingdom of heaven: "Let us plunge into a sacred war, a great crusade to regain the land for mankind!
Let all disputes and tumultuousness cease and embark on the journey! Take back the fertile soil from the evil gods and demons! That dark world, as the "Sacred Book" said, is the land that God gave to our ancestors! "
In a trance, Michelle suddenly had the urge to weep again. He stood in the dark, followed by his long-awaited companions, and set foot on the road to deeper darkness.
He shouted, along with the lost teachers, the humiliated dead comrades, and the gloomy priests, following the voice enthusiastically.
"...Let those who used to fight fiercely with others for personal matters now fight against demons for their compatriots! This is a battle worth participating in, a battle that will eventually be won!
Let those who used to be robbers now fight for mankind and become knights of gods!
Let those who used to fight endlessly with their relatives and friends now fight the monsters who desecrate the Holy Land with confidence!
Go to the east! To get eternal reward! "
"Tongzheng!"
"Tongzheng!"
"Tongzheng!"
As countless people cheered, Michelle rejoiced, but couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Go to the east, everyone... to the dark world..." In the lingering thoughts, the last mourning words came: "Go to the battlefield where we dream of...Go to the blood and In the bone..."
If one day, you go there, please take my soul with me...
Michelle, faded into the darkness.
In the silence, only pure white ashes and a solemn religious robe remained in the witness seat.
Silent, the projection of the Cardinal Church dissipated and left.
Everyone stared silently at the last trace of Michelle.
"Ten minutes adjournment."
Borja knocked down the gavel.
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The bell of the holy city rang vigorously.
In the port, an ordinary merchant ship heading to Anglo is about to gather. The young and middle-aged people seem to come from all over the world, and they are different.
But when they stood together, the same breath radiated from their bones~IndoMTL.com~ When the bell rang, the whistle resounded loudly.
Those who boarded the ship turned their heads involuntarily and stared at the steel city in the distance. Some looked sad, some looked cold, and some old people had teary eyes.
Michelle is dead.
Since then, the Faith Department has ceased to exist in this world.
The old and dead shell will sink into the quagmire, and the new blood and backbone drawn out will embark on the road of displacement, with the help of Angru, go to the dark world, where they will rebuild their hometown. .
Even if you bear the name of a traitor, you will never be able to return here in this life, even if you pay a heavy price!
Let’s get started, the long wait before the crusade.
One day, I will go there.
Go to the deepest part of the darkness.
Light there!