Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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With Anos’s looks, even if he changed into ordinary hunter’s clothes, it would be difficult to conceal his special temperament.
After Anos put it on, Luo Mi couldn’t wait to ask in his heart: “How is it, Anos used the stolen goods, is it considered depravity?”
[…Not really.]
Luo Mi was a little disappointed: “Not even a little bit?”
[Not even a little bit.]
Luo Mi sighed: “It seems that this road won’t work.”
He was walking behind Anos, thinking about something, and suddenly bumped into Anos’ back.
Anos turned around: “I almost forgot.”
He pulled the dirty animal skin cape slightly, took out the white gloves he had just taken off from the bag and put them on again. Then the gloves lit up slightly, and the holy light enveloped Luo Mi.
After the holy light dissipated, Luo Mi felt his body become lighter. He subconsciously touched his back and found that the bat-like wings and long tail on his back had disappeared.
Anos retracted his hand: “This is a temporary cover-up that will last until midnight. Remember to find me then.”
This was not the first time that Luo Mi had seen Anos use magic. So, he was not as excited as at the beginning. He just wanted to complain that Anos even had to wear gloves. How serious was his mysophobia?
He didn’t look very dirty, did he?
Anos did not take off the white gloves with the Vatican cross printed on them. He just put them inside his clothes and continued walking out of the town.
Luo Mi touched his chin in confusion and followed.
….
As they walked towards the town from the dense forest, they could see that the houses had gone from being densely packed to being distributed in a disorderly and messy manner, which obviously had not been properly planned.
What was strange was that Anos and Luo Mi didn’t see anyone along the way.
Anos stood at the door of a farmer’s house and saw a basket of clothes at the door with water dripping from the clothes, proving that its owner had just put it down in a hurry and walked away, without even having time to take it back home.
Anos took his right hand wearing the white glove out of his arms and placed it flat on his chest. The badge on the glove lit up slightly, and he was ready to use divine power to determine what was happening here.
Then he heard Luo Mi’s voice: “Your Highness, there is no need to be so troublesome.”
Anos was startled, and looked up to see Luo Mi, who had climbed onto the roof of the wooden house at some point, and was now leaning against the chimney and looking into the distance: “That should be the square? There are so many people gathered there, I don’t know what they are doing.”
Anos glanced at the sky and said, “Now is not the time for morning mass or evening mass.”
Luo Mi climbed down from the wooden house nimbly and waved to Anos: “Let’s go and see for ourselves.”
Anos’ gaze paused on the black coal dust on Luo Mi’s hands. Without expressing any opinion, he just walked forward.
….
“Burn her to death!”
“Burn her to death!”
“Burn that damn witch!”
About seven or eight hundred people were gathered at the door of the quaint little church, shouting angrily, their faces filled with fanatical and excited emotions.
If it weren’t for the iron chain blocking the way ahead, they would have rushed forward in a swarm.
A girl who looked less than ten years old was tied to a simple cross made of two wooden pieces. There was firewood piled under her feet, as well as some stones thrown by the townspeople.
The girl’s hair was disheveled, her jaw and cheeks had many scratches, her lips were chapped from lack of water and looked like withered petals, and her tightly bound hands and feet were covered in bloodstains and bruises.
Through the crowd, Luo Mi couldn’t see the girl’s face clearly. He only knew that she had her head lowered and said nothing.
They stood at the outermost edge of the crowd.
Seeing such enthusiasm, Luo Mi felt his mouth dry. After a long while, he finally uttered in a somewhat awkward voice: “What are they doing?”
Anos’ voice came from behind him: “They are judging the witch.”
Luo Mi keenly sensed that there seemed to be some suppressed anger in Anos’ voice and looked up at His Royal Highness the Holy Son in surprise.
Having known Anos for such a long time, it was known that this Holy Son had excellent self-control and emotional control. This was the first time that Luo Mi had sensed “anger” in Anos.
“Quiet, quiet!”
Several people in neat suits walked out of the church. One of them, a middle-aged man, shouted to the townspeople, “The verdict on the witch Vivian will be read out next!”
His words seemed to have great authority, and the townspeople gradually quieted down.
The middle-aged man stroked his neatly trimmed beard, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and began to read:
“According to the evidence of the civilians, Vivian Moon was born in the town of Larry. It is possible that she heard the voice of the devil at that time and became a believer of the devil. In the following eight years, she killed her mother and grandmother, and caused two plagues and three years of drought in the town…”
The middle-aged man talked incessantly about the “witch’s” crimes, and finally waved his hand vigorously!
“Here, I declare the witch to be burned at the stake to express our loyalty to the lord and our faith in God!”
Following his words, the townspeople began to call out enthusiastically:
“Burn her! Burn her!”
Luo Mi glanced at Anos and felt that Anos’ anger seemed even more obvious.
His Royal Highness the Holy Son stretched out his right hand wearing the white glove from his arms, paused, turned silently, and walked to the back of a house.
Luo Mi thought about it and did not follow. Instead, he approached a middle-aged woman who was not so fanatical and asked in a low voice: “Who is that witch up there?”
The woman had many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She looked at the girl tied to the cross with some pity and answered subconsciously: “The daughter of the old Moon family… Hey, I watched Vivian grow up. She is so well-behaved, how could she be a witch?”
After saying this, the woman suddenly woke up and quickly covered her mouth. When she saw Luo Mi next to her, she was stunned and asked, “Whose child are you?”
Luo Mi showed an innocent smile, trying to get away with it.
The reason why succubi were succubi was because they all looked good. The body that Luo Mi transmigrated into looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, still a big child, even a little chubby. Luo Mi looked cute and lovable when he smiled.
The woman’s expression softened.
The other woman next to her thought she was talking to her and cursed angrily, “My Anna got sick because she played with Vivian, and she’s still running a fever!”
“Yes! Last time, three of our sheep went missing after eating the grass she gave them! They must have been sacrificed to the devil by this abominable witch!”
Several women nearby echoed the sentiment and put all sorts of plausible and outrageous charges on the “witch”.
The woman who was spoken to by Luo Mi at the beginning obviously disagreed, but she just agreed with “hmm hmm” and did not dare to refute at all.
Luo Mi had heard about some information about the witch hunts in medieval Europe on Earth, and knew that if he objected at this time, he would probably be arrested by the Vatican as an accomplice. He did not say anything, but just looked back at the church door.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed a detail: among those who were carrying out the witch trial, there was not a single church member?
Those men in suits looked like dignitaries like the mayor, and there was no one who looked like a pastor or priest.
“When–“
At this moment, a bell suddenly rang in the air.
Everyone was shocked by the sound of the bell. The fanatical emotions were washed away by the roaring bell, and their minds and hearts became pure and spotless. Some people even shed tears.
Holy light bloomed in the sky, and a blurry figure could be vaguely seen with pure wings growing behind him.
Some illusory feathers fell from the sky and landed beside the girl tied to the cross. They circled for a few times and then disappeared.
Luo Mi was the only one who was not affected. He said to the system complacently, “I knew the Holy Son was going to take action.”
He looked at the holy light that was still circling, and touched his chin in surprise, “I just didn’t expect the special effects to be so strong.”
[At least he knew to hide from people.]
This was not what Luo Mi wanted to say: “I don’t know much about the Vatican, but generally speaking, true believers would not fake angel special effects, right?”
In essence, falsifying miracles was blasphemy against God.
What’s more, Anos didn’t even verify whether the girl was a real witch.
Was Anos’s piety real or just an act?
But whether it was true or false, this move did shock everyone present.
The mayor who was presiding over the witch’s interrogation ceremony stared blankly at the sky, while the townspeople below were whispering in twos and threes, saying all kinds of things.
After a long while, the mayor finally came to his senses, and with a trace of joy and enthusiasm on his face, he shouted loudly: “Everyone! Did you see that? This is God’s affirmation and reward for us burning the witches to death! As long as we burn these witches to death, our Larry Town will never be disturbed by poverty and drought again!”
The smile on Luo Mi’s face froze.
He said to the system in disbelief: “Is this person mentally healthy?”
No matter how you look at it, the miracle just now was a protection for that girl!
[This is what superstitious people are like.]
Luo Mi frowned: “No, I don’t think so.”
At this time, another person came out of the church, walked to the mayor and whispered something to him.
This time, the people who came out were wearing clothes with obvious church style.
Luo Mi couldn’t hear clearly what they were saying. He looked around, and relying on his height advantage, he bent down and squeezed through the crowd, getting closer to the church.
Unfortunately, by the time he got closer, the conversation between the two people had already ended.
Although he didn’t hear what they were saying, the mayor’s reluctant expression showed that the negotiations were not going well.
The mayor waved his arms vigorously at the townspeople in front of him: “But today is not a good day. We will temporarily imprison Vivian Moon in the dungeon and execute her at the autumn festival in a few days!”
Luo Mi squatted in the corner and touched his chin: “It seems that the people from that church hope that the mayor can postpone the execution or even not execute her?”
The mayor wants to burn the witch to death, but the church wants to save the witch’s life?
Luo Mi rubbed his fist and stared at the girl who was kidnapped by several people: “I’ll follow and see where the dungeon is.”
The system spoke politely:
[In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the host. The host should continue to maintain a good relationship with the Son of God.]
“You don’t understand this. The Holy Son wants to save people. If I save them in advance, won’t I be able to greatly increase his favorability?” Luo Mi said to the system with a smile as he walked forward. “If I do something only when asked to do it, and if I do it without being asked, the impression left on people is completely different.”
The system was convinced by the host, but soon felt a little confused:
[Isn’t the host’s mission to seduce the Son of God to fall and become evil? How did it become a matter of gaining favorability points?]
“Other operations can only be unlocked when the favorability value is high.” Luo Mi said confidently, “Believe me, I am an old player of the game.”
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