Now that the afternoon sun has begun to set, only the motionless witch on the last wooden stake is left on the burning platform.
Below the high platform, crowds of melon eaters surrounded the entire square. They were still shouting various slogans about burning witches to death. There were also some vicious and vicious people who even threw small stones or rotten eggs. Throwing things onto the stone platform, trying to hit the poor woman who was tied to the stake.
Those who chanted slogans, without exception, all hoped to light the last cross on fire as soon as possible, and then the onlookers, after burning the evil witch, could They left to do their own work.
Finally, unable to resist the growing enthusiasm of the citizens, Bishop Jonathan, the top leader of the only cathedral in Port Royal, slowly walked to the stage with a Bible in his hand. When the audience below saw it, they immediately began to Cheered loudly.
In fact, they are not welcoming Bishop Jonathan, but because they know that when the priest of this church walks up to the high platform, it means that the other party is about to start the final steps of today's burning at the stake and is preparing to ignite today's last pile of flames. , that will also be the last entertainment program that people like them can see and have been waiting for for a long time!
At this time, on the other side of the square, in a slightly empty corner, Governor Weatherby Swann of Port Royal was sitting on the viewing platform. Here, there were also two to three hundred British people dressed in red. The Royal Fusiliers guarded them, and sitting next to him was James Norrington, who had recently been promoted from captain to commodore of the naval fleet due to his outstanding contributions.
Governor Swann and Norrington were old acquaintances, for before they came to Port Royal, Norrington had served as a captain on the Intrepid, the ship that carried Wetherby Si. Governor Wang and his daughter Elizabeth came from England.
Due to the recommendation of Governor Weatherby Swann and Norrington's own efforts, His Majesty the King gave James Norrington respect and status, and he was quickly promoted from captain to captain.
Then, while captaining the Interceptor, Norrington was credited with tracking down and apprehending some of the Caribbean's most feared pirates! It was through Norrington's efforts that Port Royal gradually became a civilized British colony. It was precisely because of these efforts that Norrington was finally promoted from a captain to commodore of the British Navy fleet.
In order to commemorate his promotion, Governor Swan also ordered the blacksmith to prepare a new long sword, and personally presented it to Norrington during the official promotion ceremony. Moreover, Governor Swann intended to betroth his precious daughter, Elizabeth, to Norrington, a young man who seemed promising and daring to fight. Actually, what they were discussing in low voices just now was the details of the engagement ceremony.
"By the way, Norrington, what do you think of the church's practices over the years?"
After talking about private matters, Governor Weatherby Swan glanced noncommittally at the burning platform in the distance and the witch on the last cross. As a governor, he had no idea about the church's actions to hunt down witches. interest.
He originally didn't want to come to such an occasion, but the church issued a very formal invitation to him, so he had no choice but to waste his precious time here, sitting on this stupid auditorium and watching the church. Idiots burn witches for fun.
The period from the 15th to the 18th century was not only the golden age of the Age of Discovery, but also the craziest period for the church to hunt witches! Not only are their churches killing religious people on the European continent, they have even brought this trend to the New World.
"Ahem... Dear Mr. Governor, royal power and divine power have always been a very sensitive topic. I think there is no need for us to discuss these."
Brigadier General Norrington whispered in the governor's ear to remind him.
Although he himself couldn't stand the dirty practices of these churches, he knew better than anyone whether those people on the stage were witches or not! What's more, now is the time when the British Empire is trying its best to expand its colonies, and it needs a large amount of labor and population everywhere. It can be said that every labor is precious.
And now, look at these people in the church, they are burning witches? They actually want the royal army to use precious troops to maintain order in the execution ground for them? In Norrington's view, this approach of the church is simply unreasonable!
Of course, he only dared to think about this idea in private. Even though he had been promoted to brigadier general, he would never dare to say such remarks casually and put them into practice, which would obviously bring trouble to himself.
"Ah, you are right! Yes, this is indeed a very sensitive topic! So, let's change the content. Norrington, what do you think of Elizabeth?"
Although he had decided to marry his precious daughter to the young brigadier he saw, Governor Swan still wanted to ask this Norrington whether he would stand on his side and stand on his side. Provide help for yourself in your career as governor?
"Miss Elizabeth is a beautiful and kind-hearted girl. It will be my lifelong honor to marry her! From now on, we will be a family. If the Governor has anything to do, just ask him!"
Norrington has just taken the first step in his seemingly glorious life. Not only has he been promoted to brigadier general, but he is also preparing to marry Bai Fumei. Therefore, at this moment, he very much needs the help of Governor Swan, an old nobleman in England, so that he can The Royal Navy goes further down this path.
He knew very well that Governor Weatherby Swann was not only able to come to Port Royal and take charge of this important place, he was even qualified to write directly to His Majesty the King. This shows that the other party is definitely not an ordinary nobleman. , his energy in the upper echelons of the kingdom is absolutely extraordinary!
"Very well, Norrington, I will remember what you said today. I hope that in the next time, we can make Port Royal more prosperous and stable, and make it the most dazzling place in the entire Caribbean." 's pearl."
After hearing Norrington's words, Wetherby Swan couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
As the governor of the most prosperous British Caribbean region, he hoped to marry his daughter to Norrington. On the one hand, he was optimistic about the young man's development prospects. On the other hand, he also very much needed the military skills in the hands of the brigadier general. Strength serves him as governor.
Now, when he heard the brigadier's accurate answer, it gave him great satisfaction. From then on, he, the governor, had a military force in the Caribbean that he could use and absolutely obey his orders. This would be an indispensable boost to his governorship career.
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Bishop Jonathan finally came to stand in front of the last witch on the high platform. He first smiled kindly and raised his hand to signal the cheering people to quiet down, then he took his copy which had already been touched by him. The Bible with its shiny cover walked up to the witch Charlotte who was tied to the cross.
Looking at the witch with her head lowered and motionless, a trace of undetectable ferocity flashed in his eyes. Then he first made a sign of the cross on his chest, and finally slowly put his hand on his Bible to cover it.
"Witch, do you have anything else to say now?"
Bishop Jonathan looked at Charlotte coldly, trying to see clearly her humble face through her hair. At this moment, there was no mercy in his eyes, as if he was not looking at a certain person, but at Just some bug that he hates.
"I repeat it one last time! Witch, do you have anything else to say?"
The bishop frowned as he looked at Charlotte, who was still hanging her head and not reacting at all. She was still motionless and unresponsive, as if she was dead.
Feeling that his process seemed a little imperfect, Bishop Jonathan sneered and asked the executioner beside him to pick up a small wooden bucket from his side, and then used the sewage inside to rush the opponent's head...
This half bucket of water would not save her from the tragic ending of being burned to death. Instead, it would allow her to struggle longer under the fire, allowing her to enjoy even more pain from the flames scorching her body and soul!
When the executioner finished flushing the water and saw the witch in front of him finally raised her head, Bishop Jonathan nodded with satisfaction. If the witch did not cooperate, the standard process would not be completed, which would make him very annoyed. .
This is...water?
When the smelly sewage flowed from her hair and cheeks into Charlotte's dry mouth, she finally came back to her senses, so she began to raise her head with difficulty and opened her eyes.
Looking at the proud priest in front of her, Charlotte realized that this was the first time she felt that these church people were so terrifying! Abominable! Fortunately, she had thrown a silver coin into the donation box in the church before. That was her personal money that she had saved for a long time...
However, Charlotte did not start to speak, nor did she pay attention to the priest standing in front of her. She just turned her head with difficulty and looked at the two burning racks beside her that had long been extinguished. The two lumps of charcoal... those are her mother and her sister...
Charlotte stared blankly for a while, her lips opening and closing as if calling for something. In the end, she did not cry out, but just closed her eyes in pain... Her tears, It had already dried up before.
"Witch! This is your last chance!"
Seeing this damn witch's attitude, Bishop Jonathan became angry and snorted, and snatched the torch from the executioner's hand arrogantly.
Originally, this despicable job of lighting fires and performing tortures was not worthy of his own hands. He was a noble and distinguished bishop!
However, this witch's attitude has completely angered him, so he wants to light the last fire of the day with his own hands to listen to her voice as she screams and struggles in the fire!
"I curse you!"
Charlotte opened her eyes again with difficulty and spoke her last words. She stared at the priest in front of her. She wanted to remember his ugly face!
If, in this world, there really are those demons or demons, she is now even willing to sell her soul in exchange for the power to destroy these villains!
"I curse you..."
"One day, the fire will devour you..."
"You villains will eventually be burned on the stake..."
"And all your churches will be burned and reduced to ashes in the flames that soar into the sky...You villains will eventually be cast aside by the entire world!"
Charlotte finished the last sentence in a hoarse voice, which had used up the last of her strength.
After she glanced at the evil church members on the execution platform again, she finally slowly lowered her head. She knew that her time was coming...
Mother, sister, and father... I'm here to accompany you... I'm really sorry that Charlotte couldn't take care of this family...
"Ha! Did you hear that? These are indeed the words and deeds of a witch! That's right!"
Bishop Jonathan nodded with satisfaction. He actually didn't care about the vicious curses of these witches before they died. This is what he wanted to hear. This is the formal process!
So, having achieved his goal, he stepped forward with a smile. He was ready to take the final steps, and then lit the firewood surrounding the witch. On these firewood, the executioners had already poured flammable kerosene. .
."Look at the fate of this witch, listen to her last wail, and may God forgive these fallen souls!"
Bishop Jonathan held a torch high and shouted to the surrounding audience. As he spoke, the square began to cheer, preparing for their last carnival of the day. The whine of the witch's cup as the fire devoured it would be the best thing to make them happy. Condiments!
"Oh? Are you going to burn the witch? Actually, I am a real witch!"
Before Father Jonathan Ross was about to throw down the torch, a clear and loud voice suddenly sounded, covering all the noise. Then, he actually saw a little girl floating in the air. She actually Flying towards him? Fly... fly over?
Oh, God……
Jonathan sighed in his heart, can this be true? How can this be? How could such a thing happen?
Their church has burned witches for so many years, and Jonathan himself can’t count the ones sentenced by him alone. None of those witches have the ability to resist, not a single one!
However, now, he saw this strange scene in front of him, the little girl floating in the air and slowly flying towards him. This was the first time he saw it! And, most importantly, she was just saying, she was a witch? Can she still fly?
