novelhk Chapter 187 The City of Faith, Istchi 5
Chapter 187 The City of Faith, Istchi 5
Surprised?
Actually, I wasn't that surprised... or rather, I had a general idea long before I returned to East.
Emnicia was being escorted by a group of fully armed mages. They were the elite of the Orthodox Knights of Ister, and without exception, each possessed a level of magic second only to witches.
If these people unite and cast a spell together, even a witch wouldn't be able to withstand it.
If you ask why the Knights don't wield swords but instead use magic—that's too narrow-minded. Have you ever heard of a melee mage? What's wrong with mages forming a knightly order?
"Emnesia, I never thought someone as honest as you would end up like this." The leader of the knightly order walked at the front of the group escorting Emnesia.
"Who are you?" Without any intention of being offensive, Amysia genuinely didn't know who she was.
Perhaps we had some interaction before, maybe. But I have absolutely no memory of this person now.
“You will remember who I am before you die,” the captain said truthfully.
So cold.
They're probably not my friends. Come to think of it, would a sinner like myself really have any friends in this kingdom?
Was I really this powerful before? Taking down four witches in a row, isn't that an even greater feat than Jean's?
(Irena: That just means he wouldn't kill a witch for no reason.)
"Do you have any last words? You can say them now. If I'm in a good mood, I might fulfill them for you," the captain continued.
"I want to live a few more days."
"You're really honest. Change your last words."
"Oh, let me think..."
"I was just being polite, but you actually changed it."
"How can you be so mean? Is it fun to tease someone who's about to die?" Emnessia looked at the guy speechlessly.
Actually, I'm not that afraid of dying. After all, I'm burdened with so much debt. If I die, I'll lose both my debts and my life. In a way, I might as well have gained something.
I just feel a little regretful, like there's still someone I want to see but haven't met yet.
Amuncia slowly walked towards her "stage," the entire square already packed with people. After all, such a grand ceremony to execute prisoners didn't happen every year; curiosity was a common trait among most people.
After all, some people just want to see what that infamous criminal looks like.
Do they have extra arms and a head compared to normal people? Otherwise, how could they kill their own leaders so easily? Those were incredibly powerful witches.
Emnicia looked around.
Yeah, I don't know a single one. Of course I do...
Then, Emnicia looked at the large guillotine device used for beheading. The rusty blade made Emnicia very uncomfortable. That thing must hurt a lot when it cuts someone's neck. Why doesn't it clean it?
"The sinner Emnesia, for her own selfish reasons and out of jealousy, murdered four witches to extract their magic for evil research, and wantonly discharged pollutants into the rivers, causing multiple kingdoms to be infected with plagues." A mage of the Knights declared on the execution platform, "The heinousness of her crimes is the worst in East for centuries. She is sentenced to never return home. Today, the final death sentence is carried out."
"Sinner Emnicia, do you plead guilty?" The mage looked at Emnicia with a solemn expression.
"Don't you feel embarrassed asking someone with no memory such a question?" Amysia's lips twitched. "I'd like to confess, but I've forgotten what I did."
“You will soon remember the sins you committed in the past,” the magician said.
It's just a formality anyway.
Whether Emnicia acknowledges or not has absolutely no impact on the verdict, because this verdict originated from Emilia, the Supreme Leader of East.
They're doing things that are completely unnecessary, yet they use the guise of "democracy" to showcase the superiority of their system. It's absurd formalism.
"Has Lady Emilia not arrived yet?"
After waiting for quite some time, Emilia, the executioner, did not appear. Procedurally, the knights on the platform were not authorized to execute a serious criminal like Emnicia, so they could only wait.
But after waiting for a long time, the adult who was never late still did not appear.
“I’m a little thirsty, can I have some water?” Amuncia asked.
"You're about to die."
"I'm not dead yet, am I?"
A single sentence silenced the once noisy meeting room.
I can't even refute you.
“According to procedure, Lady Emilia is unable to attend in person; her execution will be carried out by her closest relative,” the mage said. “Where is Emilia?”
Avilia?
Emnicia's pupils dilated suddenly. That familiar feeling...
"I'm here." A girl who looked just like Emnessia flipped and leaped onto the stage. "Big sister, it's been a long time."
younger sister……
There's no mistake. Even if you've forgotten everything in your memory, your body's instincts tell you that the person in front of you is the relative you've been thinking about but can't recall.
"Avilia, execute that sinner!" "Scum like that shouldn't live in this world!" "Kill the stain on your body!"
"Begin the execution," Avilia announced. "Restore the memories of the sinner, Emnessia."
Dozens of mages activated the special magic circle on the stage, and Emnessia's lost memories returned rapidly in an instant. This feeling was not pleasant; it was like someone who hadn't eaten for days swallowing a whole watermelon.
The swelling in her brain nearly drove Amysia to madness, and the intense pain brought tears to her eyes.
I am Emnessia —
I witnessed Emilia's evil magic being discovered by her.
She then brought him here as a scapegoat.
I knew it—how could I possibly be that amazing? I almost believed what they said before.
It seemed like a sense of relief before death.
Emnicia wanted to recall more about Avilia from the sudden flood of memories.
She remembered the time when her parents punished her by making her squat because she didn't know magic, and Avilia foolishly squatted down with her.
She recalled how, when she was subjected to much criticism because of the orthodox knights, Avilia used her power to find reasons to expel all those who had spoken ill of her the most.
After her parents passed away, she was her only remaining family member in the world.
"Don't be afraid, sister—I'm here—" It seemed to be a magical voice transmission from Avelia. Emnicia slowly opened her hazy eyes.
That not-so-tall figure stood right in front of me.
Emnicia wanted to say something but saw Avilia put her finger to her lips—and fell silent.
“Sinner Emnessia, begin your torture,” Avilia said.
The tall guillotine suddenly fell, but it got stuck after only a short distance and couldn't go any further.
“That’s strange. How did the guillotine get stuck? It’s probably just old and worn out. After all, there are so few death row inmates every year, it’s not surprising that it suddenly broke down,” Avilia said seriously.