Chapter 173: Poverty

Poor old doctor, did he really not see that this was a trap for him or did he just not bear to see these rude and unreasonable strong men taking his dying patient in front of him.

He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he quickly took two steps and ran up to stop those strong men.

"Stop, you can't take him away!" The old doctor Bella shouted, and suddenly she didn't know where she got the strength, and she pushed down the strong man carrying the slave. The strong man screamed and fell to the ground, his eyes full of fear, looking at Doctor Bella. An old man, who seemed to be powerless, actually pushed down a tall and strong man inadvertently. It is very likely that this strong man was acting, but in the public eye, seeing is believing, and now everyone has seen this scene.

"Hey, hey, hey! Look, come and see, God's faithful believers!" As if he had seized this hard-won opportunity, the noble solemnly announced in his loud voice to the civilians watching around, Doctor Bella, the wizard or heretic who was hiding his immense power beneath his thin skin.

Believe it, what reason is there not to believe it? The strong man was still trembling on the ground, and the old man who started the culprit was still looking at him with a puzzled look, and then looked around.

"So he is a heretic." Such a voice appeared in the crowd, and like a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, gradually, three people, six people, twelve people... more and more people began to say that Doctor Bella was a heretic and a wizard. The voices of dozens of people merged into one.

"Heretic, wizard, heretic, wizard!"

Dr. Bella became the target of public criticism at that moment. As a result of the clamor, citizens passing by also joined the ranks of accusing Dr. Bella of being a heretic.

"Look, look, God's faithful believers, the wise subjects of the Roman Empire, the warriors who dare to attack heresy!" Just when the people were calling for it, the noble took the opportunity to use his skilled inflammatory language, "My poor little follower, he is now trembling in front of the cruel wizard, oh, did you see it? Look at his fearful eyes, the wizard implanted nightmares deep in his head, he wanted to shake his faith in God, pull his soul out of his country and let him fall into the abyss, look, this evil guy!" After saying that, he looked at the speechless slave again. The slave did not dare to look at him, because of fear, he dodged the noble's gaze everywhere. But this did not affect the noble who had been eloquent after many trainings. He looked anxious and looked at the slave lying on the ground, "Look at my servant again, oh, God, look at me, say something, what did he do to you?" Seeing that the slave did not answer him, how should the slave answer him? He was speechless, but the noble immediately came to the conclusion that the poor fellow was being used as an experiment by the wizard, and that the evil Bella had cursed him and extracted the Spirit of God from him, making it impossible for him to talk to God's people.

"Down with heresy! Destroy wizards!"

Crowds are easiest to incite, especially when many ignorant people gather together. They are like a pile of poplar fluff that can burn instantly with just a little bit of fire.

The citizens went crazy. They didn't care how many of them had been healed. They only knew that the one before them was no longer the god they had imagined, but a so-called heretic wizard. The former beneficiaries pointed at their benefactor and cursed him. Of course, no one dared to rush forward because they were afraid of the "poor guy" lying on the ground.

"I, no, it's not like that." The situation was getting worse and worse. Seeing that the gunpowder smell was getting heavier, Dr. Bella looked around. He wanted to explain to them, but how could one person's mouth block the mouths of hundreds of people? No matter how much he explained, there was no way to prove that he was not the "fact" of heresy in the mouths of the people in front of him. Dr. Bella was so anxious that he was about to cry, but at this moment, he felt a sudden blow on the back of his head, and then he fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity. Then four or five big men rushed up and tied Dr. Bella up in a few seconds. Such a bad behavior not only did not make the citizens around react, but they actually cheered in unison for the villain who smashed the store. They watched the villains put the ropes they had prepared long ago on the slave who had no power to resist and was dying. They had found a good support point, on the wooden pillar on the door where the sign was placed, and they were now eager to execute this poor slave who couldn't speak.

“Squeak…”

A strong man below grabbed the other end of the rope and pulled it hard, and then the poor slave was slowly hung up outside Doctor Bella's door. The slave had no ability to resist, not even the strength to wail and cry. He could only watch himself being slowly hung up, and then his neck was slowly strangled on the rope and he died in pain. Such a cruel death not only did not get the slightest sympathy from the citizens, but they became even more presumptuous, shouting and cheering, watching the poor guy in front of them die little by little.

"This heretic deserves this fate!"

"Oh, poor fellow, tortured by heresy into this state!"

Instead of stepping forward, they strongly demanded that the innocent man who was hanged end his life quickly, because his soul had been "defiled" and he was an impure person whose sins could not be redeemed.

As for Dr. Bella, how could the poor old man be easily let go by the citizens who were deceived by the noble's lies? They beat and kicked the old man until he was dying. It was not that the citizens pitied his pain, but the noble who controlled everything did not want to let the poor old man die so easily.

So he had to atone for his sins.

Just like when Jesus was crucified, Dr. Bella was tied to a wooden cross. Because he was a heretic, he was not qualified to enjoy the treatment of Saint Jesus before his death. So he was not cruelly nailed to it but tied up, which was the best mercy. Then he was stood at the city gate for two whole days and nights. Of course, the so-called faithful believers who came and went all cursed him and wished that he would die in pain.

At this point, Tenaia had already burst into tears, but she still forced herself to cover her mouth, as if she was afraid that her crying would wake up Dr. Bella who was still resting.

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