Chapter 530: The Witch Trials

Liu Jiayi captures the key phrase: "Witch's Heart?"

"You mustn't listen to Baola." The witch next to her advised bitterly, "It's just a legendary item that is said to break all the protections the Order has against us, but it's not even known to exist and no one has ever seen it, we're not going to get our hopes up on it!"

"But I think there must be a witch's heart that can conquer all things." Quan Baola's eyes were determined, and she smiled, as if jokingly, "I'm known as the [First Witch] by those in the Order, what if the [Witch's Heart] is in me?"

The witch looked warningly at Quan Baola: "Baola!"

Quan Baola threw up her hands in surrender and whispered, "Okay, okay, I know you don't like it, I won't say anything."

Meanwhile, Liu Jiayi looks to his refreshed system panel.

[System Alert: Congratulations to player Liu Jiayi for obtaining the key information - If you obtain (Heart of the Witch)].

[Only when a witch dies, her soul is separated from her body, and the heart that is formed is called (the heart of a witch) and can break the protection of all the members of the Order.

Liu Jiayi's eyes narrowed for a moment - this shows ......

Wouldn't that mean they would have to kill the witch to get each other's hearts?

" Baola!" You Zhen's voice came from far away, a little excited, "We're back!"

Quan Baola turned his head and made sure everyone was back with a look before smiling, "Looks like everyone showed up in force this time."

"That's for sure!" You Zhen smiled triumphantly, her eyes shining, "We brought back all the witches on trial this time! Not a single one was left out!"

Quan Baola looks to Leah next to him: "What about the families? Did you bring them back?"

Leah and You Zhen were both eerily silent for a moment, they had saved the men before, but basically they didn't take them to the witch area, they just saved them and ran, but every time Baola would ask.

At the look on their faces, Quan Baola, helpless and in tears, sighed: "Did you leave her outside the courtroom again?"

"I'll go down later and bring the people back and take them to the witch sanctuary, they were victims of the Order too, there's no need to take it out on them." Quan Baola paused for a moment, "Many are still children, only a few years old, you shouldn't do this."

Many of the males on trial were [sons of witches], whose mothers were tried in the first place, executed or defected after being condemned as witches by the Papacy, and they were in the second place, and these children were basically no more than fifteen years old.

You Zhen whispered in defense: "...... usually kids we still bring back."

They all know how Baola was tried and how Baola's children are still confined to the Island of the Sky as [sons of witches], the queens of the ...... gang.

So You Zhen, no matter how much she disliked men, could not help but think of the infants who had been tried by the priest for having a [witch's heart] when she saw these tried, young [sons of witches], and saved them to bring them back.

--for not bringing it back, who knows if these children will also be brought up to the city in the sky because of their overly beautiful appearance, or for other reasons.

"But why not this time?" Quan Baola enquired softly.

You Zhen paused for a moment as she and Leah looked at each other and took a deep breath before speaking, "Because a strange organisation took them in and I thought they were a more appropriate place to house the men on trial."

"A strange organization?" Quan Baola frowned slightly, "What kind of organisation?"

Leah and You Zhen told Quan Baola everything, and Quan Baola realised something almost instantly, turning her head to Liu Jiayi behind her, her eyes wandering, with a smile in her voice: "This is what you said, a male from another country that can be used as another entry point? "

Liu Jiayi resisted the urge to cover her face and gave a very difficult muffled cry.

...... admits it's really embarrassing to know such an odd bunch of men.

"You know these men?" You Zhen looked in shock at Liu Jiayi, who also reacted quickly and asked incredulously, "You wouldn't be the witch who healed him that that guy said was willing to slay the gods for you, would you?!"

Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and nodded a little, "If he didn't know any other witches, it would have been me."

You Zhen scratched his head a little awkwardly, "Eh, it's someone you know, huh? Tell me earlier ......"

She had been so good at targeting them and ended up throwing the men at them and then fierce them away.

"No." Liu Jiayi looked up, her tone even, "If they can't even make peace with you and do their job as auxiliary witches, there is no need for you to be kind to them for my sake."

"They don't deserve your kindness if they can't even show that kind of sincerity."

You Zhen flinched for a moment, and Quan Baola's eyes moved to Liu Jiayi before a genuine smile appeared, and she turned her head to Jiayi, held out her hand and said in a cooperative manner, "Can I meet them?"

Liu Jiayi held out his hand and shook Quan Baola haughtily: "They are always at your disposal if you want them to be."

Quan Baola winked as she smiled a little, "I hope we have a good time together then."

Liu Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart - at last he was willing to meet Bai Liu and the others.

When she had suggested it, Quan Baola had said she would consider it, but it was clearly a very low priority - the seemingly mild-mannered head witch was in fact very thoughtful and vigilant, and she was very clear-headed, and would never open the door for men to enter the witch quarter until she had dealt with the relationship between the men on trial and the witches. She is very clear-headed and will not open the door for men to enter the witch quarter until she has dealt with the relationship between the men on trial and the witches.

It also means she won't just accept a bunch of exotic men from Buming to help her out.

But now You Zhen's attitude has made Quan Baola reconsider the matter - as a third party group outside the witch zone, this group also has the ability to protect young victims such as the Sons of the Witch on trial, better place other men in the safe zone and train them to be able to defend themselves, while also They can also be used as a support team to clear the Inquisitorial Court of their friends, and because they are only in the support position, they will not cause major damage to the witches when they attack, even if this team turns against them.

This solves all the current problems perfectly and has been implemented once and seems to be working quite well - a tactic she had developed at the beginning.

But she was also prepared for the tactic not to work, as she was unsure how well Bai Liu would work with the witch team and whether she would succeed in impressing them.

Liu Jiayi watched Quan Baola's back as he turned to continue his deliberations, and couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth a little.

But not a bad job so far, it seems, with this oddly shaped group of men.

At the same moment, the oddly shaped group of men were sitting in a sad huddle.

They got them to clear out an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the last Inquisition, cleaned out all the eels inside once more, and then placed the men and children who had been rescued from the Inquisition today here in the warehouse and were about to prepare for their rest.

It's supposed to be a relatively easy process that doesn't cause Mu Sicheng to break down and scream for help: "Bai Liu, what am I going to do? You've got to help me!"

Bai Liu rolled his eyes to look at him, "No what to do."

"But I really don't know how to carry a baby!!!" Mu Sicheng was really going crazy, he had a small child in his arms who looked four or five years old and was now buried in his arms, grabbing his hair and crying, "Mummy! I want my mother! Didn't you say you'd get a mother if you came with you!"

"Where's my mother!"

Mu Sicheng was going crazy, his brain buzzing with tears: "There will be a mother! I will find your mother! Will you stop crying!"

Yes, that's right, they're all bringing up children.

When the judge asked the sons of witches in a coaxing tone whether they would choose the Holy See or your foul and sinful witch mothers, all the little children howled in the court dock.

"I want my mother!"

"You're the bad guy! You took mummy away! You give me back my mum!"

So the trial process for small children was exceptionally easy and quick, unless the father next to them sternly demanded that they change their confessions, and almost all the children were pronounced [sons of witches] in court and sentenced to some lowly drudgery to be brought up as slaves in the kingdom.

Tang Erda rocks a small two-year-old child from side to side in one arm, both of whom are tired of crying and fall asleep in his arms, clutching his collar and sobbing in their sleep, their eyes red.

"What brutes." Tang Erda's face was stony and cold, but the words came out softly, as if she was afraid of waking the children up, "To try children this young and to torture them."

These seven children included two girls, one aged four and one aged six. After going to court, both girls, probably because they had witnessed their mother's trial, were very resistant to and afraid of the Holy See, and began to cry when they went to court, refusing very strongly the bishop's request to join the Holy See to be cleansed of impurity, and not willing to drink holy water to prove their innocence, and were finally pronounced [guilty] by the whole jury.

Not pronounced [sons of witches], but straight up [witches], saying that the wicked witches came to earth with the help of their tainted mothers, who had not yet awakened to witch consciousness only, and that they were to be burned with holy fire in court, or identified.

The two girls, one now on Bai Liu's back with her head tilted against Bai Liu's shoulder, the other in Bai Liu's arms, patted gently on the back, curled up insecurely in a small ball, arms and legs twitching gently, a little ash from the fire still on their faces, also tearfully asleep.

Bai Liu glanced down at the stain on the little girl's face and gently wiped it off with his sleeve.

Muke had only one with him, but the boy was quite quiet, only sleeping restlessly, waking up now and then to cry and then drowsily clinging to Muke as he fell asleep again, he had been looking at the child with some distress and mixed eyes, and when he heard Mu Sicheng's painful cry for help raise his head, he could not help but say with amusement, "Don't argue with him, he is He's just scared, he's tired of crying and he's sleeping."

Mu Sicheng was also getting teary-eyed as he was hung by the energetic little boy's neck, riding on his back and crying loudly for his mother and father, and almost choked up as he looked to a silent Bai Liu and Tang Erda: "Why are you ...... so skilled with children? Why are you so skilled with children?"