Silence, a long silence.

Gray was silent, and Brutu was silent.

The whole world seemed to be silent.

"What did they say?"

"What did you hear? Transfer it to us now!"

The lichs next to them were urging.

"Isn't you really going to attack me?" Lucy asked.

"No, it's even more disgusting than real slaughter. I seem to hear something amazing." Brutu replied softly. He stretched out his finger bones, recited a spell, and transferred all he heard to other lichs.

...

The sea breeze blew gently, blowing past Grey.

Grey looked at Jeremy quietly.

"Father, is he talking to you?" Ritchie gently pulled Lagray's hand.

Gray didn't answer.

"And you have a wife and children," Jeremy continued to whisper: "This is the most appropriate solution, right? No one will lose. The Holy Spirit will command the Holy See to ensure the safety of your wife and children, and all those who support you. You don't need to worry about them. If you reject this proposal, it will be a disaster for them."

...

"What's the fuck? Is this a threat?" The lichs began to grit their teeth.

"I think so, this is the nude threat! a shameful threat!"

"Oh, we lichs have never been afraid of threats from heaven!"

Molka interrupted, "What are you talking about? Can you pass it on to me?"

As a result, all the lichs said to him in unison: "Shh! Shut up!"

There was no choice but to cover his mouth with four hands.

...

At the same time, the people who were waiting and watching were in a state of confusion.

"What happened? They just stood up and did nothing?"

"Maybe we should do something? For example, prepare to fight back."

"But they haven't attacked yet..."

People who had no idea what the conversation between Jeremy and Gray had begun to talk about it.

...

In the distance, the human coalition forces were also in a commotion.

"Why not attacking?"

"Because there is no order yet," Julian replied expressionlessly.

"Then why didn't you give orders?" Li Wei was so angry: "Why have to wait for a battle that will win? We have been waiting here for three months, and will we still drag it down? A lich, what else can hesitate about!"

Juli stared at Levi quietly without answering.

Helplessly, Li Wei could only sigh, suppress his anger, and continue to watch from a distance.

The cardinals around and even the new pope twitched slightly at the corners of their eyes.

For them, it was an anxiously long wait.

...

After a long silence, Grey asked softly: "Absilder, have you asked him the same conditions?"

Jeremy was stunned for a moment.

"I'm talking about the burned saint, the one who has his portrait in every bishop's residence. Have you asked him the same conditions?" Gray repeated the question just now.

"I didn't handle the matter of Abolsard, I don't know. Maybe." Jeremy replied.

"I want to know how he ended up being like, the real, the ending. Because I think you may have been cheating, deceiving everyone, including me. Although I don't want to believe it, you did make me doubt this way." Gray continued to ask.

Jeremy frowned and had no choice but to sigh and said, "He was burned to death in the end, and indeed died, and his soul was not accepted by the divine. It was not that we were unwilling to accept him, but that he refused to be accepted. But those who supported him were not directly hurt."

"What about indirect?" Gray continued.

"Indirectly..." Jeremy replied with a tough bullet: "Some people have been beaten as heretics and persecuted. This is a pity."

“Is it just a regret?”

Jeremy kept swallowing, and she couldn't be as confident as she had just now.

Looking at Jeremy, Gray continued, "What are you doing?"

"I...I have a duty."

"So you did nothing, just expressing regrets? Should we use 'regrets' to implement justice?"

Jeremy didn't answer.

"What exactly is the Holy Spirit? What exactly is the faith given to us by the Holy Spirit? Can you answer me?"

Jeremy still didn't answer, but his eyes were filled with a hint of vigilance.

"The Holy Spirit painted a beautiful blueprint for us in the Bible, but in the end, even that blueprint was fake, right?" Gray continued to ask: "Everything we pursue never existed. All of it is just deception, just like what you want to do now..."

"It's not exactly like this, Gray!" Jeremy interrupted Gray loudly and said, "Even if it's deception, it's good intentions. We are for the welfare of more people. We have always been seeking compromise solutions to benefit more people. Isn't human beings a saying? When sacrifice can save a hundred people, we can only choose to let that person die. This is the justice of most people. We have been carrying the fault, but we are also protecting justice. Justice is not as simple as you think. Do you understand what I mean? Gray!"

Jeremy's eyes widened.

Gray still stared at him quietly.

The whole world is quiet.

...

"What the hell is going on? Are they talking?"

The people in Xianyu Port, even the soldiers on the periphery, and even the Holy See were all confused.

...

Molkar squeezed among the lichs and asked in a low voice: "What did you say? Can't you tell me? I want to know too. After all, I have to write. Let me know, I can write better, right?"

"Shut up! We're busy!" Simon kicked Molka away with a vicious kick.

...

Stalemate. After a long stalemate, Gray shook his head gently and replied, "I'm sorry, I don't understand. I don't understand why you have to make simple questions so complicated."

"This world is complicated, and it's not us who put it..."

Before Jeremy finished speaking, Gray had already interrupted him and roared: "I don't understand why you thought about how to sacrifice one person to save a hundred people instead of pursuing the person who raised this question! You can even accept signing a ceasefire agreement with Hell, but you can't face up to one person's justice! Face your own weakness! If someone should be responsible for that person's death, it is the weakness of the justice side! Because of this weakness, this kind of thing happens again and again! All the reasons for making up are just for concealment! You are not worthy of being a symbol of justice!"

Yes, roaring, his words, everyone heard them.

Everyone was shocked.

Silence, another long silence.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Do you understand what he is saying?"

"I didn't understand."

"I understand, it seems that there is a difference in the understanding of justice between the Paladin and the Angel. It is probably that."

"I just seemed to have heard something amazing. Heaven and Hell signed a ceasefire agreement?"

People were talking about it.

Aibod was still floating quietly.

Yilin's hand unconsciously touched the long sword around her waist.

...

The fire in Brutu's eyes was burning, and he turned his face to look at Molkar, who was drooping and drooping, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Of course! I really want it!" Molka hurriedly ran over.

"Okay, I'll let you listen. I also think that more people should listen." As he said that, Brutu began to recite new spells, and gray, inaccurate magic began to gather on him.

While reciting the spell, he also frantically expanded his perception range, looking for "targets", and at the same time, identifying "targets".

...

"Huh. What's going on?" A fat bearded man who was looking up at the Angels' Legion suddenly froze for a moment and said, "I seem to hear the sound. Good... it seems to be Lord Paladin and that angel..."

"What sound? Why didn't I hear it? Hey, I heard it too!"

"I heard it too, it was the Paladin and the angel's voice! It was very clear."

Not only the people in Xianyu Port, but also the coalition forces were included in the "target". Originally, the coalition forces had already begun to restless due to the long wait, but now, they all became quiet. They all opened their eyes wide.
To be continued...