Pete was equally astonished, but only astonished. When at sea, Wen Lin jumped unprotected from the top of the mast, and they had long since noticed it.

Deliberately followed Brown's words and replied, "We can fly, but we can't fly as high as the captain,"

The bright fire in the church was shaking with the silhouettes that came.

Suddenly, Wen Lin slid down a distance, and Brown and Pete, who were shocked by the change, let out a light cry.

Two neat teams of Paladins were walking out from the corner. The two quickly hid in the grass and looked worriedly at Wen Lin hanging on the outer wall.

The higher he climbed, the stronger the wind became. The sudden and violent wind made the long hair of Wen Lin's robe whistle, and for a while there was only the whistling sound of the wind in her ears.

Unstoppable shaking her body, Wen Lin slowly pressed her body against the wall and moved up little by little.

Her limbs were cold from the wind, and she felt a little stiff. After climbing the round tower, Wen Lin immediately took out the white cloth and waved it downward, signaling Pete and Brown to leave quickly.

Tomorrow morning, Vicia will set off from the royal court, walk through the straight and wide avenues, and arrive at St. Margaret's Cathedral.

There is an altar for judgment inside and outside the church, and a tall cross stands on it.

Rubbing her cold hands, Wen Lin turned the huge fire first. The medicine bag was tightly tied to the bottom of the spire.

The top of the spire is still several meters high, but luckily there are many rectangular window holes on the tower. Wen Lin carefully climbed up with the prepared lightning rod, and then fixed it with iron wire.

In the gloomy night, no one could find that there was still a person on the spire.

After everything was done, Wen Lin looked at the black clouds rolling in the distance, stretched out her hand in the wind, and carefully felt the temperature on the top of the tower.

Compared with the previous period, the temperature dropped sharply tonight.

In strong convective weather, the combination of cold and warm often produces thunderstorms and strong winds.

Wrapping the rest of the fabric around her body, Wen Lin jumped down and curled up at the corner under the spire, fire. There was no delay device in the medicine bag, so Wen Lin could only wait all night at the top of the Holy See Tower.

The red carpet stretches from the front of the royal palace to the main road of the royal city, and the knights build a human wall along the queen's walking route.

As time passed, more and more people appeared on both sides of the road.

The sky is gloomy and gloomy, everything is gloomy and gloomy, revealing a faint ominous atmosphere.

In the distance, they saw that the heavy palace door was opened, and the queen wearing a holy gauze slowly walked out from behind the door.

Except for the crown on her head, she has no jewelry on her body.

The queen is like a bright beam of light, suddenly appearing in everyone's field of vision, symbolizing the noble and pure pale golden curly hair falling from her shoulders, spreading like a dazzling galaxy, no darkness can take away the brilliance that originally belonged to her.

Eggers, in full uniform, bowed his knees in front of her, and when the two passed by, Eggers whispered,

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin asked me to tell you that at this time she is negotiating with the gods in the sky, and the gods will stand behind you today,"

After he finished speaking, Eggers' mouth twitched, and he would only help to tell this sentence if he was a hell.

Vicia nodded slightly, looked into the distance calmly, smiled, and stepped into the crowd step by step.

golden canopy

As the Queen moved together, the solemn knights and horses were lined up on both sides, and the flag of gorse was hunting in the wind, like a flaming flame, quenching the glory of the royal family.

Surrounded by a noisy crowd.

Some people kowtowed sincerely, others scolded sinisterly, and as the royal court team progressed, those with bad intentions were constantly being dragged out from the crowd.

Vicia has always watched everything in front of her gently and calmly, and her firm steps have not stopped for a moment due to the commotion in the crowd.

The team arrived at St. Margaret's Cathedral without a hitch.

At the top of the smooth stone steps was the tightly closed golden gate, and five bishops in red robes looked down at Visia from above.

They proclaimed sharply,

"The Golan is stepping into the abyss, the sinful usurper has stolen the throne, ruled for five years, divided the church, has no children, the wrath of our Lord, the flood will wash it all away,"

"And the source of all evil, Queen Golan, is ineligible to enter the Temple,"

The lively and noisy voices around him suddenly quieted down, and after a while, they began to whisper again.

"Here, God's punishment..."

"The unbelievers will not be given asylum,"

"This is God's will..."

"..."

The fanatical ecumenical believers who had gathered outside the Holy See early showed a frantic look. Will this thief and blasphemous heresy finally be punished?

The tough attitude of the Holy Court was beyond everyone's expectations, Francis' face changed slightly, he clenched the long sword around his waist, and approached Vicia's direction calmly.

Eggers also took a few steps forward, quietly making a gesture, trying to block in front of Vicia.

Vicia looked up coldly and pushed Eggers away. With the dull thunder blasting in the clouds, she turned around and walked to the altar outside the church step by step.

Twenty years ago, it was on this altar that her mother, Queen Bonnie, was tried and beheaded.

On the day of the execution, the maid took her to hide in the crowd. That fragile and kind woman was smiling at the last moment before her death. She looked in the direction of Vicia, full of love.

She said, "My daughter, my soul will shelter you,"

But now, her daughter is also forced to stand here.

The wind blew Vicia's robe, the wind whistled beside her, ignoring some of the hostile gazes around her, she walked to the cross step by step,

"I stepped out of the thorns, doing my best to replace oppression with law, and stability instead of blood..."

"I am always with Golan. If it is destined that I will meet with my people's militia, then let the people decide whether I am guilty or not,"