After saluting to the Paladin who opened the door of the cell for him, Goethe lowered his head and walked into this somewhat narrow cell, and at the same time he had a clear mind in his heart - in the Justice Church, the size of a cell reflects the value of the people living there.

The bigger the cell, it is actually not good, because it is usually a cell with multiple people, or a dedicated room with sealed arrays. For example, my sister uses a cell that is small and light that is not so dark that it cannot be seen. In fact, the prisoners who are most concerned by the Justice Church are qualified to live.

Goethe's sister sat by the bed. Seeing Goethe coming, the girl finally showed a trace of emotion. She lowered her head and tried not to let her brother see the tears on her face.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Goethe sat opposite her. The king sat on the chair with a very simple sketch and asked this question. He did not continue to ask questions, but was waiting for his sister's response.

Linz finally nodded.

Goethe finally breathed a sigh of relief--in any case, it was a good thing to know that he was wrong. Although he didn't know where she thought she was wrong, it was at least better than thinking that he was right: "Do you know where you were wrong?"

"Marin's strength is already there. He has the support of the foreign gods of the Justice Church and the Goddess of Harvest Church, and he does not take us seriously at all." Linz replied.

This made Goethe angry...and happy.

I was so angry that my sister thought so, and I was so happy that my sister thought so.

"You can think so, and prove that you are a little rational and know what is wrong with yourself, but I want to tell you, my sister, do you think the god of the nobles and the Lord of Wisdom really care about us that much?"

"They are gods in our world, brother." Linz asked in confusion.

"Yes, the gods in our world, one who is hammered by a mockingbird, and the other who escapes by pretending to be dead, are the least qualified to criticize the gods of foreign countries. The Lord of Justice has been saving our stormy civilization for hundreds of years, and the two goddesses who performed their priesthood instead of the goddess of harvest have been helping us. The church under their names has been helping farmers. Without them, we cannot even eat. My sister, why do you listen to the nonsense of these hypocritical and weak gods and their hypocritical servants?" At this point, Goethe looked so angry that he was not strong enough.

His sister was really provoked by those hypocritical church bishops, even if she is in prison now... she deserves to die, those guys.

"But Marin has grown into a great trouble for our Movies royal family. Brother, think about it, the workers in his factories only know that their boss is Marin Gaiat, and you, they never mention your name in life, even if they pray before the meal, they would rather beg Marin."

"So you are going to hit him? My sister, I never knew you would become so narrow-minded. Have you forgotten how our Movies family became the royal family back then? It was the former royal family shed blood for this country. Faced with the tide of death, they never retreated. Because of this, the last prince would make our ancestors achieve supreme reputation..." Speaking of this, Goethe looked at his sister: "If one day the tide of death makes our Movies family shed blood, then I would rather let Marin and Faye's descendants rule this country. Although our Movies family had already lost their heirs at that time, Faye's children still called me grandfather, and he would still be the well-deserved master of this country."

Linz was silent for a moment and looked at his brother with sadness: "Have the astrologers confirmed?"

"It's basically confirmed that in the eleven divination, seven people said that the Movies family would die in this tide of death." Goethe said this and sighed softly: "The astrologers always say that without the unanimous affirmation of the eleven, such divination will not have much authenticity, but... my sister, the goddess of fate likes bad pranks, and such a fate is just a small accident for her, so we must prepare for the future. Faye's child is surnamed Gayat, and he has the attention of foreign gods, and his father

It is a legend that is not dominated by fate, and he will also be a child who is destined to get rid of the established fate... My sister, don't you understand yet, it is Marin's existence that threatens our native gods. He is helping Nova, the child suppressing the nobles of Farol, and the literacy class runs from one side to another, which runs contrary to the view that the Lord of Wisdom is only worthy of the elite. My sister, if you don't understand it yet, then I can only watch you be hung."

"...I understand, but I still have another question, how can I get his forgiveness?" Linz frowned. She obviously remembered Marin's speech when she was angry.

"It's very simple, be my stain witness." Marindi answered outside the door.

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Walking into the cell, Marin looked at the two people from the Mowes family: "Linz, I will give you a chance. You wrote a confession, saying that the bishop of the noble god was provoking you. That bishop must have deviated from the teachings of the noble god. His identity as a Chaos believer has been confirmed."

"Don't you pull up the bishop of the Lord of Wisdom?" Goethe asked.

His sister looked at the brother in front of her as if it was the first time she discovered the other side of her brother.

"I believe that our Lord of Wisdom will not leave any handles that will allow us to operate, but the bishops of the God of Noble are different. They are obviously much stupider than their peers, right?" Marin asked at Linz, and the former princess nodded helplessly: "Yes, you are not wrong, Marin... you are even better than I know and imagine."

"What the Lord of Wisdom does is not exactly the same as what the God of Noble has to do. The former hates me to share knowledge, and this is not a matter of life and death. The God of Noble believes that I will be the one who challenges his clergy, so I and him are enemies of life and death, so if we can think of this, we can divide and govern it." Marin finished his breath and looked at this person: "You can recall it and see if it is indeed what I said."

Linz finally nodded.

Her submission made Marin decide to give up the idea of ​​killing her—but it would have to stop after she wrote everything and made it public.

So, Linz must write down the plea agreements against the unlucky ones in the last three days.

Only in this way can her brother have the opportunity to pick up his sister.
Chapter completed!