He shouted towards the sky, his eyes red. Like a bird about to fly into the sky. He shouted at the top of his lungs, even though he knew she couldn't hear him.
He completed the test given by the angel.
He made people sober, made them start to abolish the witch trials, and made them start to be independent.
...My Lord Angel, I still remember the instructions you gave me when I was twelve years old.
…
[“Bottom-up changes require a lot of blood and sacrifice, and countless people will die in the war. As long as the upper class is strong enough, top-down reforms may succeed. I will try to change this situation, end witch hunting, and make the world a new place.” Blackberry said. ]
【“This is not an easy task.” Su Mingan said.】
[Blackberry's eyes were bright and sharp, like a blade that had just been unsheathed. He put one hand on his chest and bowed to Su Ming'an: "Angel, this is the test you gave me... I will not back down."]
…
My Lord Angel, I did it.
Am I good or not?
"Blackberry Kennet! You wantonly intensify diseases and use diseases to kill people - the evidence is conclusive, the Church has declared you a witch! You will be tried soon! Do you plead guilty?" The goddess made the sign of the cross with her hands and shouted at him.
She was just asking according to the regulations, but in fact, no one would plead guilty.
Blackberry narrowed his eyes.
He opened his arms and laughed loudly, his voice as sharp as a knife.
"I admit it—I'm a witch!"
"I am the witch! All the plagues over the years - they were all caused by me! You've seen it with your own eyes, right? Whenever I stretch out my hand, someone will suffer an outbreak of plague. It's all my fault!"
"Besides me, who else can do this? You finally discovered that I am a witch, haha, hahahaha——"
The goddess was astonished.
Even the knights and priests looked surprised.
They had not expected that... the noble and proud Emperor Kenit, the leader of the world, who was above all others... would admit these sins.
This would obviously make him be nailed to the cross of shame after his death. All the honors he had worked hard for would be completely wiped out.
This will obviously make future generations hate him.
"It turns out that she is really a witch, so the wars over the years were probably just for his own selfish desires." The priests looked at her with disdain.
"Kill him!"
"Judgment—"
The goddess raised her sword high.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
The goddess has never been able to control herself. She has realized why Emperor Kenit admitted the crime, but she cannot stop. The goddess must kill the witch.
"Judge your—"
Killing these demons with his own hands would tarnish his achievements and denounce him as a tyrant in history books - his fate was obvious.
He won't have a good reputation.
People will only remember the name "witch".
"Judge your crime--!!"
With the scream, everything was gone.
…
Witch Era·342 Year.
The witch is dead.
…
Blackberry smiled and closed his eyes.
……Angel.
If there is a voice in heaven, can you hear my voice? Do you regret saving me? Why didn't you take me away until the end?
He actually held on to a glimmer of hope that if he voluntarily went to die, the angels would hear his voice and carry him away from this world on their gentle wings.
However.
Until the last moment.
The angel did not come.
…
As the flames fell, the girl didn't know that she was killing the bard she once loved. His flute sounded very nice, and it moved her heart, who had not yet suffered. However, as the war spread, her happiness was gone, and it was the iron hoofs of the bard's men that destroyed her home.
Then she beheaded him with her own hands.
The witch fell into the abyss.
His body was torn into pieces, the royal medal flew high, and the "mask" that had covered him for twenty-six years was finally broken.
He suddenly felt free and he laughed out loud.
…He had completed the trial given to him by the angel, and he could finally rest.
The Eye of the Old One floated up, and said in a hoarse voice: [Blackberry, you are not a witch. ]
The witch does not exist.
But whoever the superior wants dead will become a "witch".
It has never been specific to each individual, but is only a tool of human regime.
Blackberry spit out blood, said nothing, just smiled. He already knew this, so he had to admit that he was a witch.
——In mythology, witches spread plagues, and he has similar abilities.
——In the myth, the witch is cruel, and he also showed his cruel side.
Finally, the witch died.
There are no more witches in the world.
The Eye of the Old Ones said in a low voice: [You are about to die. Do you have any wishes? You have accumulated a lot of negative emotions over the years. Although you have no energy and authority and cannot become a god, I can fulfill a wish for your reincarnation.]
“…”
Blackberry's consciousness gradually faded away, his mouth moved slightly, but no sound came out.
He had already thought of his last wish.
In the next life... I want to have a face similar to that of the angel.
No matter what the angel looks like in the afterlife, when I meet him/her again, I want him/her to remember me at the first sight.
He did not want the glory and wealth of the afterlife, nor did he want a life of pleasure. He knew that the Eye of the Old Ones was a divine object that could easily achieve these things, but his request was simple.
He just wanted to see the angel again. Even if it was reincarnation... he wanted to see her.
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