Late at night, Julia and Tiffany, who were slightly pale in the apartment of the Temple of Justice, were sent back to the room.

Heavy shackles were still worn on their wrists.

Even if they are ladies, they are still inevitably imprisoned by divine art.

The whole afternoon of investigation and interrogation caused huge loss of physical strength and mental strength of the two girls. Fortunately, the Justice Sect follows strict rules and regulations, so there is no tormental questioning.

"Two ladies, there will be a prayer ceremony tomorrow morning... Don't worry, the ceremony will not hurt both of you, but you may have to get up early, so you both remember to rest early, and when it's time, I will come and knock on the door."

After a priesthood said that, he closed the door, and then the footsteps of leaving sounded again.

Of course, there are heavy footsteps next to it, accompanied by the collision sound of the armor shaking.

The room they rested was not big, but in fact it was not much different from the double dormitories of some universities, and it was even more simple.

Julia did not stay by the door for too long, so she turned around and went to the bathroom next to her. After a simple wash, she returned to the bed and lie down with her clothes. She did not communicate with Tiffany Garcia throughout the whole process.

Julia also saw what happened before. She traveled with Donald and the others all the way over the past six months. She may have seen and heard more along the way than ordinary people have seen in their lifetime. In addition to the cultivation and teaching of Donald and the others along the way, she naturally developed the habit of thinking more when encountering things.

One afternoon is enough for understanding something.

So she looked at Tiffany and subconsciously felt a little unkind.

Women are always sensitive in terms of emotions. Tiffany immediately noticed Julia's resistance to her, but she didn't know how to refute it.

As the eldest daughter of the Garcia family, she is one of the few people with the most say in the family. She has carefully read the letter and the seal on it was indeed not fake...

Although when asked by the Justice Sect, she said that the seal might have been stolen by others, the other party obviously did not believe her statement.

She was unaware of it, and she believed that Horn was like herself.

During the past half day, she was also thinking and recalling the several conversations she had with her father when she was still in Demingham.

The training of talent was the most frequent topic between the father and daughter during that period, and it was also the thing her father was most concerned about. This was to successfully bring the body of the Holy Son to the Temple of Justice in its state when it was sealed, and she expressed her understanding of this.

As the eldest daughter of the Deminghan family, she was willing and willing to make sacrifices for the place she protected by her ancestors.

She did think so at that time.

But under the current circumstances, Tiffany immediately recalled the encouraging words his father said to him before leaving.

Even if you sacrifice everything for the family, you will be willing to sacrifice everything!

The interests of the empire are above everything else!

......

These words are still in my ears when I think back, but they don’t have the original motivation, but instead sound a little harsh.

She thought about telling it and refuted the contents of the letter one by one.

She didn't want to be a traitor in the eyes of others in the team, and she didn't want Horn to be a traitor like herself.

But in the end, she still didn't dare to tell the truth because she was Tiffany Garcia. As long as her surname has not changed, some things would be left unto her.

As her father once said, she was first aristocrat of the Ryan Empire, secondly the eldest daughter of the Garcia family, and finally Tiffany Garcia herself.

But Tiffany was still thinking about it after all. She was disagreeable, so how could the people of the Justice Sect not see it?

Those who interrogate her are the most experienced interrogators. Girls like her can see clearly at a glance, and they can't even use their talents.

However, Julia's every sentence is true, but it makes them a little confused for a while.

The current situation is that both sides have different opinions. The interrogation here proves that Julia's statement is true. She did not deceive. Even if she used the Mengwen potion, the result was still not changed. However, there was another statement from the Demingham government.

Who should you trust?

It is logical that hearing is false, seeing is true. Julia's confession has been confirmed to be not false, and the Justice Sect should believe her.

As one of the major cities of the Ryan Empire, the letters sent by the power of the family in the name of the municipal government should be extremely credible.

This put the Justice Sect in a dilemma in a short period of time.

Some people may say, isn’t it enough to just pull the two sides together to confront each other?

Whoever is right or wrong, whoever is true or whoever is false can immediately give an explanation.

However, the Justice Sect is far from Deminghan after all. Today's communication system or communication array can not reach the level that it can be used across half an empire.

If it were usual, it would be fine to wait for a while, but the problem of the Holy Son could not be waited.

This makes this matter very difficult all of a sudden.

But, this is all in the past, and the situation is already very different now.

Because the Pope's Coronation suddenly held another meeting in the evening.

This meeting did not last long, but the senior officials of all sects looked relaxed when they left the chamber.

Because they all know that this tricky thing has already been solved by the most perfect solution.

It is even possible to transform the original crisis into a miracle belonging to the Justice Sect.

......

In Demingham

Deputy Mayor Mark Darren has become increasingly weak in recent months. After a doctor's diagnosis, his life is about to end.

This is not a sudden or unacceptable thing. In fact, at the age of Mark Darren, he is not a stranger himself, and this is a normal situation. The descendants of the Darren family have long been mentally prepared.

But after the diagnosis, the Darren family closed the manor gate and refused to visit anyone from outsiders. It is said that this was the wish of His Excellency Mark Darren.

He wanted to walk the last section of the road quietly.

But one person's visit was not stopped.

Semyel Garcia, His Excellency the Mayor of Demingham.

In the sunny garden, the two sat down in the courtyard and after the tea was soaked, the servants quickly left at the signal of Mark Darren, who had suddenly become more energetic from this morning.

"I'm about to die, I can feel that this may be the last time I've been awake in my life."

Taking a sip of tea, Mark Darren continued to laugh,

"This tea finally tastes good, it feels pretty good."

"Uncle Mark..."

Semyal Garcia didn't know what to say for a moment, but just pursed her lips and looked dim.

"Semil, don't be sad for me, because this is the law of nature, and I will accept it happily... Unfortunately, I don't have time to see that scene."

Mark looked up at the sky, as if looking for something.

"It should be soon, please be sure to wait!"

This is their goal that they have fought for the rest of their lives. Now that they are finally going to achieve it, Semyr wants Mark to witness the arrival of a new era no matter what.

"Will the gods die?"

Mark did not respond to Semier's request, but asked softly, then looked up at Semier and then asked,

"Can the gods die?"

The expression on Semyr's face suddenly became serious.

He knew that this was the last in-depth conversation between his uncle and nephew. His uncle had been thinking about the Ryan Empire throughout his life.

Stop until death.

How similar is this to my father?

"We will not die... We cannot do that step now... At least as far as the current situation is concerned, it is still impossible to accomplish, but it does not mean that we cannot. Belief creates gods, not gods creates faith. This sentence is good at all."

Semyr's words sounded very contradictory at first glance, but Mark nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Silence for a long time.

Suddenly, the wind blew across the garden, and the petals and broken leaves in early spring fluttered in the wind.

"When the brightest stars disappear in the night sky."

"Is he dead? He is not dead."

"When faith is no longer high, the existence in the starry sky steps into the mortal world."

"Is he not dead? He is dead!"

In the garden, the dying old man murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!