It took me half the morning to direct the knights to move the pile of carrion and bones back from the cemetery. In an instant, the pungent stench enveloped the entire fire = execution = place.
"Oh...my God..." Lun frowned and carefully fiddled with the pile of stinking things with his index finger covered in thick leather gloves, "What...what is this?"
Kevin knelt down on one knee beside him and looked carefully. Suddenly, he pulled out a piece of bloody armor. At that moment, they looked at each other and their faces turned livid.
"And these, boss." A knight who returned at the end handed over a bow and arrows from the side, "This is our thing! By the way, I also found this outside the cemetery." As he said that, he came from A bunch of dirty nameplates were found in the luggage.
Lun took it and rubbed the dirt off it vigorously, "... Holy light, it belongs to Bran... This pile of smelly meat and bones belongs to Bran!" After a while, he whispered, those pairs of His scorching eyes immediately stared at me, "Tell me, little girl, what's going on?!"
His gaze made me feel creepy, and I subconsciously took a step back, "I...I don't know...I...I killed him."
"Woah!" the crowd roared.
Click--
In an instant, the knights surrounding the execution ground all held down the broad swords at their waists and took a step forward.
Almost at the same moment, Dallion and Ricky immediately stood on both sides of me.
"I swear, he was just a corpse at the time," I defended anxiously, "...he... there were two blue flames in his eyes... At that time, the magic circle operated once, and he was among many skeletons. He woke up and attacked me... Then, I killed him, and I extinguished his soul fire!"
"Get away!" Kevin shouted, "Before that, Bran was already dead, and the plague circle filled his body with stinky magic, which made him get up and commit murder. This is not the Rubio girl's. wrong."
"...Yes," Lun stood up, but still stared at me deeply, "Now, who tells me how he died? And how was he buried in your cemetery?! ” he yelled at the farmers.
There was a dead silence.
"We won't do such a thing! Sir!" someone shouted after the dead silence.
"We are all afraid...no, in awe of the knights and soldiers. We can't even hide when we see them!"
"Oh my God! Will we be burned to death by them?!"
"I just said, give them the stone! If you use this method to earn gold coins, you will be punished!"
"Master! We didn't even go out to the farm after the snow fell!"
"We must be cursed! This land must be cursed!"
"Everyone be quiet!" Lun yelled with veins popping out on his forehead. Suddenly, the crying scene suddenly stopped. Turning around, he suddenly looked at me again, "Little girl from the Rubio family, oh, don't be so defensive, Darien, get out of the way. I just have a small question that I hope your little girlfriend can answer."
After a pause, Dallion gave in slightly.
"Little girl, I need you to recall the corpse you saw... did he have any fatal injuries?" Lun bent down slightly and looked into my eyes and asked.
"Fatal injury?" I looked at his cold eyes and felt more anxious, but the more anxious I became, the more blank my mind became, "I..."
"I know a kind of magic that can peek into recent memories." Unexpectedly, Lazarus whispered from the side, "What if..."
"No!" Dallion flatly refused, "They are used to torture prisoners to extract confessions!"
"I will control it..."
"No!" Dallion said angrily, raising his fist slightly.
