"Dang!" The sound of metal clashing was heard.
Under the sunlight, a figure holding a sword in one hand appeared.
The long wind lifted his robe and blew his short black hair. The tip of his sword collided with Mizushima Kawai's long sword, blocking her attack.
"Fuck, is that Su Mingan?"
"Has the first player arrived?"
The audience stood up and crowded forward without regard for order.
Finally, the light faded away, and people could see the person coming clearly.
The man's handsome features made people feel that he was full of righteousness, as if all the light was gathered in his bright red pupils.
"Longcheng Yi Zhongyu applies for a defense trial." Yi Zhongyu put away his sword.
"Ah? The one who came is not the First Dream Patrol family?" A large number of people were very disappointed.
"Yi Zhongyu! It's Yi Zhongyu!" someone shouted. Compared with Su Mingan, they were more familiar with the local Dream Patrol Master Yi Zhongyu.
"Yi Zhongyu, are you sure you want to file for a defense trial?" asked an old man.
Yi Zhongyu stood in front of Yamada Machi and nodded, "Yes."
The gods once proposed that when a person faces the death penalty, if there is a famous and powerful person willing to declare war on the high-ranking person for him, he can be forgiven of his sins.
Yamada-cho was stunned for a moment: "This Yi Zhongyu, I don't know you, why are you protecting me so much..."
"You are someone that the First Dream Patrol Family cares about, right?" Yi Zhongyu said, "I cannot tolerate innocent people being wrongly accused. Before he arrives, I am willing to protect you."
"Oh, it's indeed Su Mingan's fault." Yamada Machi understood.
Yi Zhongyu took a step forward.
The camera in the sky moved down a distance, broadcasting his voice live around the world and into thousands of homes.
The internet is already in an uproar. Many people know that there are many innocent people among those executed, even 99 percent of them are innocent, but it is useless for them to resist.
When Mizushima Kawashima was about to swing his sword, Yi Zhongyu was the first to stand up and avoid the first sound of the bloody bell.
"Moreover, I cannot tolerate the United Government's killing of innocent people in public." Yi Zhongyu's voice was like iron:
"I cannot tolerate that the will of the people is completely ineffective - this precedent has been set."
Yi Zhongyu raised his head high.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The guards on both sides immediately raised their swords and pointed them at Yi Zhongyu to prevent him from taking any extreme actions.
“So, I did it even though I knew it was impossible—I died for my ideals and obsessions.” Yi Zhongyu said, “I hope my blood can awaken the people’s consciousness.”
Mizushima Kawashima laughed.
She took a step forward, and the golden ring around her neck swayed slightly. Only then did people notice that she had such a beautiful necklace around her neck. The golden ring represented the favor and care of the gods. No wonder the priests and soldiers listened to her.
"Longcheng Yi Zhongyu, are you going to openly rebel against the gods?" Mizushima Kawaseong looked down, the sunlight on his hair shining with a layer of dazzling golden light.
"I'm just dissatisfied with your behavior. Even if you have a golden ring given by God, it doesn't mean that your every word and action are instructed by the gods." Yi Zhongyu said.
"Longcheng Yi Zhongyu." Mizushima Kawanasora just asked again: "Are you going to openly rebel against the gods?"
"I'm not..." Yi Zhongyu said.
At this moment, he suddenly realized what Mizushima Kawai meant by his empty words.
——Longcheng, Yi Zhongyu.
She didn't call him Yi Zhongyu, but Longcheng Yi Zhongyu.
He is from Longcheng and his entire family is in Longcheng.
If he challenged Mizushima Kawaseong today, even if he proved that the Demon Hunting Order was wrong, the golden ring around her neck would be enough to make countless fanatics hate Dragon City and implicate Dragon City.
Yi Zhongyu doesn't care what happens to himself, but he cares about Longcheng.
“…”
His sword trembled slightly. Although he was covered in sunlight, he felt very cold, cold deep into his bones, cold enough to make his blood, which had been warm since childhood, start to chill. Cold enough to make him feel that all the eyes on his body were like blades. He bit his lip, and a voice in his heart seemed to shout.
...gods.
...Do you really care about humans? If you don't care, then why have you continued to protect humans for a thousand years? If you care, then why have you turned a deaf ear to the cries and life and death of humans?
The woman wearing the golden ring stood on the platform, raised her sword again, and pointed it at Yamada Machiichi.
Yi Zhongyu still did not retreat, he just stood in front of Yamada Machi again. Mizushima Kawaseong shook his head: "I don't want to kill the hero of mankind, but if you insist on doing so..."
Higurashi pulled out his sword half an inch, and Agnes drew out her whip, ready to join the battle.
"I can only accept your defense trial--" Mizushima Kawashima raised the sword high, his aura surging!
As people's eyes converged, a voice suddenly came from the sky:
“——Today, we gather here.”
Hearing this familiar voice, Mizushima Kawase's heart skipped a beat, and his aura was instantly withdrawn. The soldiers and priests all turned their heads and looked into the distance. For a moment, people's heads were like flags turning in unison.
A roulette wheel appeared in the sky above the execution ground. A figure with her hair deliberately combed into a high ponytail stood on the roulette wheel and laughed loudly:
"——It's to celebrate our good friend Mizushima Kawaichi's garbage policy!"
People looked up at the proud figure high in the sky.
The soldiers wanted to raise their swords at him, but they were afraid of his identity as the first dream patrol family and did not dare to attack. For a moment, no one spoke.
For a moment, it seemed to coincide with the scene in "Lou Yue Kingdom" where the eldest prince descended - the young man with a high ponytail descended on the wheel, and no one in the audience dared to make a sound. This strong sense of déjà vu made people panic, as if they had a sense of destiny being pulled.
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