deceased

There was an uproar.

Although Hayden used a pleading tone, on the eve of the Pope's execution, such a request was out of date no matter how you looked at it.

Sophie glanced at Gabrad.

He stood behind the Pope, his handsome figure looked a little dim and inconspicuous under the glorious figure of the Pope.

Feida looked at Mundra.

Mundra tilted his head to one side, seemingly in thought.

"Can you give me a reasonable reason?" the Pope asked indifferently.

Hayden said: "He is the most wanted criminal of the empire."

The pope said: "I remember when you were in Xigemo, you gave the same reason."

Hayden said: "It shows that my position has been consistent and firm from the beginning to the end."

The pope said: "I respect your position, and at the same time, I also respect mine. I don't know how your country plans to deal with this wanted criminal?"

Hayden knew from the beginning that this was going to be a tough fight, so from the beginning he didn't expect the Pope to be impressed by his few words.He just wanted a high-sounding excuse, just like now, "Mundra once attacked the headmaster and students of the Imperial Academy of Magic, and committed an unforgivable crime in the empire. The imperial law will give him a fair verdict!"

The Pope said: "Will the death penalty be imposed?"

Hayden said: "This is not the scope of my duties, I am only responsible for apprehending him."

"Then, I can't hand him over to you." The pope folded his hands in his sleeves and looked down at him, his gaze was as gentle as water, like a parent trying to comfort his disobedient child, "Necromancers are one of the roots of evil." , when the light can't purify his soul, I can only punish him with the most severe punishment to protect other kind and sincere people."

Hayden said: "Empire can do the same."

The pope's avatar hanging in mid-air suddenly moved down a few points, shortening the distance between him and Hayden, "You are willing to swear by the code of chivalry, you want to save Mondela from the stake, really! Is it for the laws of the empire, or for the friendship between you?"

There were bursts of exclamations from the shed.

The Santu nobles whispered.They heard that not long ago, the city of Mar on the border of the empire had just been attacked by necromancers.Under such a premise, the friendship between the Imperial Marshal and the Necromancer seems quite sensational.

Hayden pursed his lips.

Magicians believe in elements, the God of Light believes in the Goddess of Light, and the belief of knights is the law.The code of chivalry binds them to be consistent in words and deeds, honest and reliable.He couldn't force himself to say any word against his will and will under so many eyes, but at the same time, he didn't want to shame the empire because of his actions.

Seeing that he was silent, the Pope took the initiative to prepare the steps for him to step down, "I think we have the same general view on this matter, and we all believe that Mundra is guilty. The only difference is the details. I think, It shouldn't waste too much of our time."

Hayden looked at him.

The blazing fire shone red all around, as if covered with a red veil, but the Pope was bathed in white light, still white and clean.

"Since he is a wanted criminal of the empire, why don't you carry out his sentence?" the pope asked gently.

Hayden took a breath.

"He's right here." The Pope's voice was bewitching, making him take a step forward involuntarily.

Mundra watched him quietly, his head tilted from left to right, and his eyes followed him closely.

Hayden knew he didn't have much time to think.

Different places and different times but very similar choices.

He seems to have returned to West Gemo.

In front of him is still the Pope, and by his side is still Mundella.

The pope waited patiently, like an experienced hunter calmly waiting for the prey to fall into his trap after setting a trap.

The Santu nobles are getting impatient.

They fidgeted, puzzled by the confrontation.There was constant noise coming from the shed.Except for a few nobles who had some scruples about Hayden's status, everyone else stood on the edge of the shed, as if this would make Hayden feel pressured.

Shamanliel's messenger looked at the scene in front of him with great interest.Although the relationship between Shamanliel and the Banding Empire has eased in the face of the common enemy of the God of Light, this does not mean that all their past enmities have been wiped out.For every Shamanlier, as long as their own interests are not harmed, they will never miss any opportunity to make things worse for the Banding Empire.

The only person on the court who was anxious for Hayden was Nicola.He resented again the bad luck he'd had with such an errand, and tried desperately to figure out how to fix it - which obviously stumped him.

Hayden moved suddenly.

As soon as he moved, the noise in the shed immediately disappeared completely.

Pairs of eyes are closely watching Hayden's every move.

Hayden walked around the execution platform, stepped into the team of the God of Light, and then walked down the stairs to the burning platform.

The nobles stared wide-eyed. Some of them bit their fingers excitedly, some clasped their hands close to their necks, and some grabbed the people around them hard... If there is an explanation for their behavior, it is anticipation.

Looking forward to the scene where the necromancer named Mundra is pushed into the flames.

Hayden's footsteps stopped when he was one step away from Mundra.

Mundra turned around.

Hayden, who was standing on the next grid, was a little taller than him. Normally, his gaze had just landed on the opponent's nose.

Mundra sniffed vigorously.

It's the smell of Hayden.

Hayden suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck, and gently sent him forward.

Mundra's body rushed forward involuntarily.There is a staircase leading to the ground in front of it. If you fall like this, you will definitely break your neck.He just thought so, and the body that fell forward was blocked by Hayden's shoulder.

From the sight of the Santu nobles, it was as if Hayden pulled Mundra's neck and pressed him into his arms.

"what!"

The nobles were in an uproar again.

They felt they had to revisit the fabled Reichsmarshal.The legend obviously hides a lot of unbelievable truth.

"Your direction is reversed." Even in this situation, the pope's attitude is still very peaceful.

Hayden pulled Mundra out of his arms, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and was as merciless as arresting a prisoner. "I still stick to my decision."

The pope said: "Perhaps before making this decision, you should ask His Majesty the Emperor of your country first?"

Hayden said: "I believe he will make the same decision as me." That is to say, in fact, he has no confidence at all.When parting, Xi Luo's words were quite meaningful, as if deliberately reminding him.But now...

He held Mundella's shoulder, which was almost indistinguishable from a skeleton, and put all distracting thoughts behind him.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that it was almost impossible to rescue Mundra from the headquarters of the Society of Light.As the Marshal of the Empire, he should have avoided such a battle with no chance of winning, but he is not just the Marshal of the Empire, he is also a knight with his own belief and determination, and he is even more of a man with a battlefield and fighting spirit that he cannot avoid.

So he insisted on arresting Mundella, not expecting the Pope to let go, but leaving a retreat for Ciro in advance.Even if he failed and died in battle, it was only a reckless imperial marshal who died in defeat, not an imperial marshal who colluded with the necromancer.

In this way, at least the relationship between the empire and the God of Light will not be so bad that it cannot be made up.He believed that Ciro would understand what he meant.

The pope's hands were pulled out of his sleeves and hung on his sides, his kind face was full of disappointment.He sighed slightly, then turned his face away, as if he couldn't bear to look any more.

At the same time, a holy grudge shot from behind him, brushed his cheek in a warning manner, and fell into the fire, causing the flames to rise instantly.

Gabrad walked out slowly with a long sword in his hand, "Holy Knights, Gabrad."

Hayden smiled slightly, and also drew out his sword, "Hayden Nafist."

He didn't add the title of the Ding Empire, because at this moment——

He fights for himself!