Succubus' Manor

Chapter 201

This is the first time Chi Yan saw the queen. She came in from the door, followed by maids and guards. She was wearing a white dress, very solemn, but also very cumbersome. She was different from Chi Yan's imagination, she was not very beautiful , with ordinary features, not tall, about 1.6 meters.

But she doesn't rely on her looks, Chi Yan's gaze has been on her since she came in.

Even if the maid behind her is more beautiful than her.

She is a woman whose ambition is written on her face, but this not only does not make her look annoying, but also adds charm to her that no one else has.

The nobles who were still mocking the queen in front of Chi Yan just now lowered their heads to show their respect for the royal family.

This made Chi Yan look down on them even more.

If the queen is a man, or in their mouth, the queen is another image.

The saints went up to meet him, but they couldn't see the saint's president.

Chi Yan asked the nobleman beside him in a low voice: "Shouldn't the Abbot greet him in person?"

That's the queen, the current uncrowned king, and the headmaster won't pick her up?

The nobleman also whispered: "The holy dean must prepare the ceremony, and do this every year."

Chi Yan had nothing to say - it was impossible for the Holy Academy and the royal family not to fight each other. The Holy Academy beat the royal family in the face every year, and it was thanks to the royal family that they could bear it.

The queen entered the arena under the eyes of everyone. She didn't look around, but looked at the sculpture in the center of the hall of the Holy Court. The Holy Spirit was still the same as in previous years, overlooking the mortals from above.

She clenched her fists under her wide sleeves.

People's eyes fell on her, but she didn't feel anything.

The nobles and the abbots all moved. They stood on both sides of the aisle. Only the queen could stand on the middle aisle. Chi Yan was also in the crowd. They all quietly waited for the abbot to come out and let the prayer Festival officially begins.

Finally, the Holy Dean stood on the high platform on the second floor. He was also dressed in a white dress, but with a white cloth on his shoulders, a hat on his head, and a scepter in his hand. Eyes crossed with the queen for an instant.

But both quickly looked away.

The dean of the Holy Spirit opened his mouth and said: "The kindness and brilliance of the Holy Spirit shines on the world forever like the sun. Those who believe in him will find peace and relief. Those who don't believe in him will live in misery and pain forever. He is the master of everything. It is all past and future, He created all things, blessed and bound all things, the Holy Spirit is everywhere, and will always be with us.”

Everyone looked up at the Holy Dean. At this moment, the Holy Dean is God—he speaks for God, and no one can say that he is not.

The dean of the Holy Spirit continued: "Every year in the past, the Holy Spirit will send rain to the fields, and people will be fed and clothed. will ignore him..."

Chi Yan felt a little drowsy.

But he found that someone could cry.

—He doesn't quite understand.

After talking a lot of nonsense, the dean of the Holy Spirit finally said: "Today is the day when the Holy Spirit was born, and he will bless the lucky and pious."

The saints came out with pots of holy water. These holy waters were completely different from those distributed to commoners. It seemed that gold powder had been added to these holy courtyards. The powder floated in the water, and it looked very beautiful during the day.

Chi Yan didn't dare to drink it - this is not the modern edible gold powder and gold leaf. If something goes wrong after drinking it in his stomach, will the Holy Court compensate him or pay him a healthy and high-quality body?

The first one to receive the blessing was naturally the queen. The holy master was holding the basin, just when he was about to walk in front of her.

Suddenly there was a scream from the street outside the holy courtyard.

The cry was miserable and piercing, as if it could pierce a person's eardrum.

Everyone in the holy courtyard was stunned for two seconds.

Dean Sheng calmly said: "Continue."

But the queen said: "Let people go out and have a look, the common people here are all my people."

She looked at the Holy Dean with a smile on her face: "Or does the Holy Dean think that the lives of civilians are not worth mentioning?"

Dean Sheng: "Augsig, go out and have a look."

The queen's bodyguard went out with Augsig.

The civilians outside were also panicked. They didn't know where the screams came from, but they knew that if they could make such a sound, it meant that someone must have been killed!For a moment, they didn't know whether to stay here or leave and go home.

Soon, the victim was found and surrounded.

The victim was a very frail man. He was not as tall as an ordinary woman. Although he had a big frame, he didn’t look big when he was so thin that only the skeleton was left. His neck had been cut open and he had lost his Angry, apparently dead.

The nearby civilians looked around in fright, afraid that the murderer hadn't left yet, and would take advantage of the chaos to attack them.

Just when people didn't know what to do, a child's body suddenly fell from the roof of the holy courtyard.

People exclaimed again.

I don't know who shouted: "The Holy Court has killed people!"

Then someone quickly responded: "He is full of injuries! He was tortured to death by the Holy Court!"

The believers quickly began to retort: ​​"Why do you say that the Holy Court killed you?! How could the Holy Court kill people?"

"Then why did it fall from the roof of the holy courtyard!"

"Does no one know? Many holy sons and holy children were buried on the mountains outside the city. Last year, a heavy rain washed them out. All of them were horrible. Isn't the holy courtyard not safe enough? It must be the people in the holy courtyard Killed them!"

The believer was furious: "Who is it?! Who is talking! Who is slandering the Holy Court and the Holy Spirit?! Do you think that the Holy Court and the Holy Spirit are as dirty as you?!"

"Then how often do you see the children you sent to the Holy Court? How many people have never seen their children since last year, no matter how much they begged the Holy Court? Don't be stupid, those who can't see their children, you The child is already dead! When he died, he probably still hoped that his parents would save them!"

A female believer was a little confused: "I, I haven't seen my Chotus for two years... The Master Saint told me that Chotus went to a good place and doesn't need mortal parents anymore .”

"The Holy Court is lying to you! Your child must be dead!"

"They cheated your child, abused him, killed him, and asked you to continue sending them money."

"It's so sad that you can't even see the dead body of the child."

Female believer: "This is impossible!"

Augsig didn't want to speak at first, but all the civilians looked at him, waiting for him to refute those who were hiding in the dark.

But Augsig didn't want to refute—why would he?He wished to stand up and expose the true face of the Holy Court. When his blood surged and he was really ready to do so, the eyes of the female believer brought him back to his senses.

It's useless, they can't listen to the truth, they just want to give themselves a reason to believe in the Holy Court.

No matter how ridiculous and ridiculous the reason is, they can accept it and believe it.

Augersig stood in the sun and said, "Who is talking? Come out, are you gutter rats?"

Those hiding in the crowd and hiding in the dark spoke one after another: "You are really pitiful and miserable people. You don't want to believe what you see, and you are more willing to believe in the plan of the Holy Court."

The second body fell.

The face of the person who saw it from a close distance was ashen. The last corpse had only black and blue scars on its body, but in this corpse, the intestines fell out from the excretion, and this child was obviously smaller and thinner.

"see it?"

"Have you seen it? This is the Holy House of your faith, and you dedicate your children to them."

"Poor children, when they are abused and insulted, they must hope that their parents can save them. They must not understand why their parents send them to the hands of the devil."

"No—!" A middle-aged man just squeezed to the front, he suddenly let out a roar, then pushed away the onlookers, he staggered over, and turned the child over tremblingly.

It was a familiar face.

His son is not a smart child, he is very stupid, he can't count the fingers of one hand when he is five years old, but he is very good, he will be considerate of his parents, and he knows that he plays alone and eats alone when he is six years old. Never trouble your parents.

He's so good, he's been... always been good.

The middle-aged man was holding the child. He felt that everything at this moment was fake. The corpse he was holding must not be his little Ryan. He said numbly: "Ryan never runs around, I let him stay here Wherever he is, he will always stay there."

"I just asked him to go to the Holy Court to wait for me that day, and pick him up after I bought something. The Holy Court, the Holy Court is a safe place..."

He said inconsequentially: "The Holy Court told me that they didn't see Ryan. Maybe Ryan left by himself. He hasn't come home. He is very familiar with this area and won't get lost..."

He looked blankly at the people around him, trying to convince them: "He won't get lost, he is really good, if I don't let him go, he will always wait for me...really..."

The believer did not empathize with the man's pain, but said: "Surely your child left by himself and was killed by bad people."

"Children are disobedient. Have you been bribed to slander the Holy Court?"

"Is he really your child? It is impossible for the Holy Court to do such a thing. You must have sold your child and collected money from others."

"It is impossible for the Holy Court to do such a thing, you are people with ulterior motives!"

The believers condemned the man, who sat on the ground, took off his clothes, and wrapped the child tightly.

The words of people's reprimands were in his ears, and they criticized him harshly and fiercely.

As if he had committed a heinous crime.

……

A third body fell down.

It fell to the ground next to it with a "bang".

The onlookers were stunned—because the child was wearing clothes, and the clothes were the gowns of the Holy Court!

It didn't fit very well, showing her injuries loosely.

The queen heard the commotion outside, she looked up at the priest, and then smiled.

The gown of the Holy Court, of course, she had someone find it for the child.

Such a clumsy method, the Saint Dean will definitely see it.

But so what?

As long as she can shake the believers for a moment, she will succeed.

"Guards!" the queen yelled, "Take care of the people in the Holy Court, I want to investigate this matter!"

When the queen gave an order, the guards held weapons and stood at the gate of the holy courtyard. They only waited for the queen to give another order before they could rush in and control everyone inside.

There was a dangerous smell in the air.

The tight strings are almost to the extreme.