Since the other party is so disrespectful to him now, Bishop Benedictus doesn't want to bother him more here. He decided to shorten the process slightly and speed it up a little.

So, he didn't bother to wipe off the saliva from his face and let the rain wash it off. He just stepped forward and made some gestures to Van Cliff, and then cast a holy light spell to purify and drive out the dead to ensure that the other party would not be transformed into the dead after death. Then, he nodded to the two executioners, walked down the platform in a slightly embarrassed manner, with a dark face, and returned to the eaves of the cathedral gate.

"Edwin Van Cliff! Do you have anything else to say now? This is your last chance!"

King Varian pressed the hilt of his sword at his waist and took two steps forward, allowing the cold rain that began to get bigger and bigger wet his cloak and cloak. She looked at Van Cliff, who was half kneeling on the platform, and began to shout loudly.

"Hmph! If you want to kill, kill! What's there to say to you dirty nobles? Bah!"

Even though he was pressed by the two executioners behind him and half-kneeled on the ground, Van Cliff still looked at Varian in front of him with a disdainful look, the so-called king of the Storm Kingdom.

"Don't you feel the slightest repentance of your sins?"

Continuing to have a blue face, Varian glared at Van Cliff, who was still unrepentant to death, and he increased his voice and continued to question.

If the other party had not done too much, if they had not killed his Queen Tiffan, if the damage caused by their Difia Brotherhood to the Storm Kingdom was too great, Varian would have really not want to be at this point in front of him!

"Hahaha...this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

After a while, Van Cliff began to retort loudly. He first looked around the crowd and the magnificent city built by their stonemason union.

"Before you say these words hypocritically, please look at the beautiful city around you, please open your eyes and see! This is the Stormwind City formed by our stonemasons' union! Look, it is so magnificent, so magnificent..."

"But! Look at the people around you again, look at yourself!"

Van Cliff gradually increased his tone and stared at King Varian ahead with fierce eyes.

"When you are filled with the joy of returning to your hometown, when you sit on those stone benches and admire the beautiful fountain gardens, when you walk on the cobbled streets to admire the beautiful scenery of Stormwind City, have you ever wondered who did these heavy work for you? Who worked hard to do all this for you? Who made the new home for you without any reward?"

"Ah? Why, you dare not speak anymore?"

Van Cliff mockedly looked at the storm king with a dark face, and then scanned the crowd that had begun to silence before laughing out loud.

"Hahaha...you are mute now? That's right! All of this is done by us! It's done by our stonemasons! So, I can't see at all, where is the crime you keep calling me? Who can tell me where is our crime?"

Van Cliff looked like a wild beast, and with bloodthirsty eyes, he glanced at the high-ranking and nobles of the kingdom standing in front of the church gate without retreating.

"When you the nobles of Stormwind expel us indifferently, and when you so-called citizens are eating supper in the warm house, our craftsman union, and our families, are driven out of this city we have built by ourselves!"

"When we are facing the threat of hunger and beasts in the wilderness, struggling dying in the cold and mud, and women, children and children are constantly dying, what are you doing? Have you repented again?!"

Van Cliff used his last power, and took advantage of the two executioners' moment of being stunned and shook them away, and then stood up straight. He did not make any other moves, and just stood on the platform and looked straight at King Varian in the distance.

"So! I can tell you clearly! I don't regret everything I did! I will not confess to the Holy Light! Because, I do not believe in it!"

"I will not admit any of your crimes imposed on me! I will not pray for the hypocritical mercy of nobles like you! I only firmly believe that justice will be fulfilled one day! Everything will be repaid!"

"Come on! Now, please cut off my head! I firmly believe that one day, the hungry and cold people oppressed by you will eventually step on my blood and pull you dirty nobles down your hypocritical throne! You will continue to be proud, I firmly believe that my death is not the end, but just the beginning! Ah hahaha..."

Van Cliff just stood there, in the heavy rain that began to become magnificent, and he was so unrestrained, raising his head without hesitation and laughing wildly. He smiled so arrogantly and unscrupulously...

After Van Cliff said this, the nobles he questioned also began to stir up, and they were communicating in a low voice, either sincere or falsely...

Perhaps, among them, there are indeed many enlightened people who have sympathized with the stonemason union... However, the current Stormwind City is a whirlpool with no blood to kill people, and everything cannot be easily changed by just three or two people.

"you……"

asshole!

King Varian forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and also forced himself to suppress his urge to step forward and kill the other party. After gasping for several breaths, he looked at the figure laughing wildly in the heavy rain.

According to what the other party said, should we blame the Storm Kingdom for all of it, the king and these nobles? What is the logic? It is not given timely wages to the stonemason union, which is because he, the king, is incompetent. Regarding this, Varian also admitted it!

However, before the king personally came forward to the parliament and mediated the nobles, their stonemason union brazenly launched an armed riot and killed his most beloved queen, Tiffan, to death! Could it be that everything their stonemason union did at that time was right?

After breathing hard for two more breaths, Varian closed his eyes as if he accepted his fate, his face darkened, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked into the cathedral.

He knew that this would be a confusing account that would never be clear and unclear...but, from today on, everything will end... For this matter, he believed that time would dilute everything... Perhaps, from now on, this matter will never be mentioned again, and will never be again.

"His Majesty the King...what does this mean?"

After seeing that Varian didn't say anything and walked into the cathedral directly, Duke Berval was a little confused. What does His Majesty the King mean? Should Van Cliff kill or not? You're giving a correct statement!

"Ha! Boval, you are really helpless! Forget it, since you don't want to be blamed for this infamy, then let me do this kind of thing now..."

Katrana Presto shook his head and smiled, stunned Berval, who was frustrated by what Van Cliff said and His Majesty the King's reaction.

"Executioner, listen to my orders...execute!"

After putting a spell shield to protect himself from rain, the countess stepped forward and shouted coldly at the executioners on the platform.

Originally, Katlana, the one who least wanted Van Cliff to die so easily. But now, after hearing the other party's words just now, she suddenly came up with a wonderful idea, as if... If this useless Van Cliff died directly, it would be even more beneficial to her next plans! If that's the case, please ask him to die soon.

Click!

Under the heavy rain, with the harsh friction sound of the slashing knife when it slipped down, a handsome black-haired head rolled down quietly...

Now, the executioners don’t even need to deal with the splashing blood anymore, because the heavy rain has begun to wash them clean... After tomorrow, there will be no traces left in the square of the Cathedral of Light... This place will still be as solemn and dignified as before...

While the heads were rolling down, in the rain that no one could see clearly, a proud curved line was pulled on the corner of the mouth of the Countess Caterina Presto. No one knew what she was thinking about using this...

At the end of the winter of the 20th year of the Dark Gate, the Difia Brotherhood, which had ravaged the Storm Kingdom for a long time, was finally declared to be completely suppressed! The bandit leader Edwin Van Cliff was beheaded in the magnificent city built by their stonemason union in a heavy rain...

...

"Hey! You lazy guys, hurry up! Hang this Van Cliff's head on it! Tell me, hurry up!"

When Vanessa was trembling and was about to die of sleep, she suddenly heard a burst of noise from the city gate next to her. She immediately woke her up. When she was trembling and looked up with difficulty in confusion, she did not expect that she could not forget that scene in her life...

Her Vanessa's most beloved father, her father Edwin who loved her, was put in a wooden cage and hung up by those bad guys?

"No! Daddy!!!"

Finally, at this moment, the stubborn Vanessa collapsed, and she would never have expected it to be like this... These days, when she followed her after many hardships, she finally saw such a terrible scene in front of her?

So, she finally began to burst out with weak power in her body that was tortured by hunger and cold and tiredness, and she cried loudly and pounced on the wooden stake with her father's head...

"stop!"

One of the city gate guards was quick-witted and grabbed Vanessa's thin arm with one hand and grabbed her tightly.

"Let me go! Let me go! No..."

Vanessa still wanted to struggle, but unfortunately, her power seemed so insignificant in the hands of the soldiers...

"Haha! Brothers, we are really going to get rich! Look, this is the remnant of Van Cliff! Did you all hear it? What did she just shout? Dad? Haha! It's great!"

The little girl who was struggling regardless of crying, came forward and possessed her and grabbed Vanessa's dirt-filled face, and then began to carefully compare it with Van Cliff's head hanging on the wooden stake.

"It really looks very similar. Look at this hair and eyes! That's right, it must be his cub! Let's take her and get the reward! The money for the wine tonight is considered to be settled, hahaha!"

The city gate guard captain was overjoyed and carried the crying little girl to his shoulders, regardless of Vanessa's wet and dirty hands and feet kicking him. He just wanted to greet his companions and let them go with him to receive the reward.

For them, this was a really lucky day! Even he didn't expect that in this cold rainy day, they who were guarding the city gate would still encounter the wealth sent by Baba?

"Hey! Who? I think... you must be that kind of bad guy who is so bad, right?"

When the captain of the guard re-arranged the guard's hands and was about to carry the little girl and turn around to walk into Stormwind City, another little girl's voice came from the rain outside the city.

The sound in the rain is Little Anne.

She had just parted with Brian today and teleported directly from Stranglethorn Valley to the north several times before she could barely find the Raush Stormwind City that the bearded dwarf uncle said!

In Little Annie's opinion, the bearded dwarf must not be able to distinguish between the east, south, west and north. Is this Stormwind City clearly in the northwest direction? It made her teleport several times and ran a lot of detours before finding this place.

What annoyed Annie was that when she teleported here, it was raining heavily here, which made her fall into a drool!

But before Annie could cast spells to isolate the rain and dry her clothes, she was asked to see something even more unhappy at the city gate - a few strong human soldiers, who were actually bullying a little girl about the same age as her? Then, Annie felt that these people must be bad people, right?

"Haha, there is another one! This must be an accomplice! You guys come on, arrest her, and go to discuss the crime and receive rewards!"

When I saw a little girl walking out of the rain again, the city gate guard captain was so happy. Today was really good, it was a double happiness! Look, they easily caught two of Van Cliff's remnants. After today, they were really going to make a fortune!

"Why are you laughing? Is this funny? As soon as you see you, you will know that you are that kind of bad guy! Then..."

While Little Annie was still hesitating whether to take action or how to punish them, she didn't expect that the bad guy on the opposite side actually sent two soldiers and drew out a bright knife, and wanted to come and catch him? Ha! That was really great! Then, they must be bad people, that's right!

"flame……"

Several soldiers who were still unaware of the death came and rushed into the rain curtain in ecstasy.

When they were thinking about the shiny reward coins they received because of this, they seemed to vaguely hear the little girl, who seemed to be shouting something in her crisp voice, and then, when they saw a flash of red light in front of them, they knew nothing...

Hope, is that the feeling that I should feel when I see you noble lackeys chopping off my father's head? Hope, for me, is just a vicious joke in this cold world. Hope does not exist, only Vanessa exists.
Chapter completed!