The scorching sun in the sky gradually sets in the west as time goes by, and the current sunshine is no longer as hot as that time after noon. Of course, if it is shining under this sun for a long time, it can still make people feel unbearable.

However, even so, the street square in Port Royal is still crowded with countless onlookers. The scorching sun cannot reduce their enthusiasm for watching the fun at all!

As a last resort, the British Royal Lobster soldiers in Port Royal had to use muskets and bayonets to form a circle of human walls on the periphery of the execution platform, and tried their best to maintain the order around the execution platform and prevent those too enthusiastic citizens from rushing to the stone platform.

Among these people watching, some were sailors or crew members who had just arrived here; some were local shop owners and friends; some were ladies who had nothing to do after eating; of course, there were definitely some drunks who were drunk with rum bottles; of course, the most common here were the Port Royal civilians with indifferent expressions.

Without exception, these onlookers were pointing at the stolen platform in the middle of the square. Some were discussing loudly, and some even made waves of mocking laughter from time to time!

What excited these onlookers was that the stolen church was different from the past. Their church actually executed the women accused of being witches one by one, and they were burned to death when they were still alive, instead of beheading them first and then burning them. It is precisely because of this that the audience has a long enough fun to watch, which is why these people are reluctant to leave for a long time!

Because, on the stone platform above, there is still a young and beautiful witch who has not yet burned it! They would never leave easily until they heard the tragic howling she made before she died by the flames, swallowed by smoke, and tortured by pain!

In the Middle Ages when entertainment was lacking, in this era of voyage, the screams of witches or women who were suspected of witches, their screams when they wailed in the fire, made them most excited and happy!

However, it is a pity that the wailing of the three witches in front before they were burned to death did not scare the last one to pee their pants? This incident made the audience feel a little regretful!

They were now watching the witch tied to the last cross. Until now, she still lowered her head, and still let her blonde hair cover her face, allowing the scorching sun to continue to blew her reddish and cracked skin, and she kept motionless and unresponsive...

Some onlookers even maliciously guessed and opened gambling games with each other, using their originally small coins to guess whether she would have been scared to death by the tragic situation of the three witches before?

...

Charlotte Mile gasped in a breath. She was tied to the last cross by the thick old sailboat cable. The pain of whipping, the regret of losing a loved one, and the torture of the scorching sun forced her head to droop down. She had been tortured to the point of being too weak.

Her beautiful long golden hair was now covered with blood stains and dirt. They were just tangled up, hanging down to cover her haggard face. There was no water in it for a long time. In addition, the explosion under the scorching sun made her lips begin to crack along the folds. The blood beads were oozing out of the crack and then flowing into her slightly open mouth...

She, Charlotte, has just turned sixteen this year, and is a beautiful year like a flower season.

She originally had a happy and fulfilling family. Her father was originally a navigator on a medium-sized merchant ship. He traveled between the New World and European countries all year round. With her father's salary, he could live a life of a better life, even better than most citizens.

Her mother was an ordinary employee of a textile factory in Port Royal. She relied on her skills to help with some factory chores and also had a considerable wage. With her parents' income, even though Charlotte had a sister six years younger than her, this family of four lived a wealthy and happy life in Port Royal.

And she herself, since she had known some words since she was a child, was actually taught by her navigator's father! So when she was thirteen, she had a relaxing job in the library in Port Royal, specializing in organizing books and cleaning jobs.

This relaxed work not only allowed her to subsidize her family three or five silver coins every month, but also allowed her to view all the books in the library very conveniently. She once cherished this very much.

Their family lived and settled in Port Royal without worry. Originally, her life could have continued peacefully.

But what I thought was that when she was fifteen years old, a merchant ship passing through Port Royal actually brought bad news: the merchant ship she was following her father was overturned on the sea because she was robbed by pirates... What's even more terrifying is that the whole ship of their ship was slaughtered by the cruel pirates, and nothing survived! Of course, it also included her navigator's father!

When the bad news came, her gentle and kind mother suffered a stroke due to excessive grief. Although she spent a lot of money to cure it, due to too many complications after the stroke, her hands and feet were no longer as quick as they were before, so she naturally lost the work of the textile factory...

This matter has made even worse for this family, which was already in turmoil! From then on, the burden of life has suddenly hit Charlotte's fragile shoulders.

However, the strong Charlotte was not crushed by this. For her mother and her lovely sister, she worked hard to do the library work and used her writing convenience to often go to the port to help the crew members or sailors write letters, earning the little bit of money to subsidize the family.

In this way, time passed day by day in these busy and fulfilling days of Charlotte. With Charlotte's resolute and a little stubborn efforts, her family was reborn because of her!

Although, for Charlotte, every day was very tired, when she saw the smiles on her mother and sister's faces, she felt that all she did was worth it.

A year passed quickly.

Sixteen-year-old Charlotte, a girl in this flowery season, began to become more and more beautiful and generous. Because of her frequent busy exercises, she has a tall and well-proportioned figure. In addition, she often reads books in the library, so she has a charming bookish atmosphere that is different from that of a common girl.

Calmness, perseverance, beauty, kindness, hard work and other qualities can all be found in her. All of this made her exude a fatal charm to the outside without realizing it! Even her simple and rough linen clothes cannot stop her!

This made every time she appeared in the port, the sailors who had been rushing on the sea all year round, even if they had no need to send letters, would waving coins one by one, earning and rushing to let her write a letter from home that might never be sent out. They were trying to see this beautiful girl up close at her small table.

There were also some malicious drunkards who were wandering in the port who tried to take advantage of their physical advantages to take advantage of the little girl, or touch her chest and face, but after a bad guy cut a little finger off by a dagger carried by Charlotte, no one dared to bully this beautiful and strong girl again!

Unfortunately, fate is not biased by someone's resistance. Beauty is a disaster. This word is not a joke. Especially in the Middle Ages, in this ignorant and chaotic era, a single-parent family, a widow's home without men's protection, and a group of orphans and widows, without enough power to protect, bad luck will always come inadvertently...

So, when Charlotte was sixteen years old, the goddess of fate made a clumsy joke on her!

Jeffrey, the middle-aged owner of the library, has long been eyeing this beautiful civilian girl!

So, naturally, he used his position to lure the miserable girl into his curator's office one night... Originally, he thought that with his noble status, he could oppress the girl to surrender to him, but he did not expect that when he tried to abuse her, the strong girl swung her dagger in panic directly cut his neck and carotid artery. Then, naturally, after his filthy blood splattered all over the floor and dyed the entire office red, he died on the spot!

A nobleman with status and status died at the hands of a civilian girl. In Port Royal, no matter what, it is already a very serious crime!

Therefore, death has become inevitable for Charlotte, and all she can choose is the difference between a guillotine or a twisted rope!

However, the evil nobles seemed not satisfied with this!

Therefore, the wife of Jeffrey, who was resentful, reported to the church and accused Charlotte of being an evil witch! Then, the church collected a lot of evidence at Charlotte's home!

Those were the notes that Charlotte wrote in the library after reading books in the past three years and some of her own bold guesses! But it was these rebellious things that made the church more firmly believe that she was an evil witch! So, Charlotte's mother and sister, as the witch's family, were also arrested and sent to the stolen rack together!

Now, two of the three burned stolen racks next to Charlotte were hung on her blackened stolen racks, two of which were her relatives... Her mother... and her just ten-year-old sister...

Charlotte still remembers what her mother said to her before her execution: Charlotte, I am sorry, as a mother, I am not able to protect you... Then, the flames swallowed her mother, and the painful wail echoed in Charlotte's ears for a long time... a long time...

Then, before Charlotte's tears had dried up, the church's comrade, walked to her sister again...

Sister, I don’t hate you, but I’m afraid of pain!

This is the last thing her sister said, and Charlotte knew nothing afterwards... Even though it was the scorching sun and even in the hot summer, she seemed to be in the boundless dark and cold hell...

The pain... the heart-wrenching pain... not only in the body, but also in her heart...

Charlotte felt that she wouldn't cry again in the future, if there was any future...

Because her tears had completely dried up, she was now in darkness and forgot everything around her! Her heart, which was not strong enough, was smashed into countless pieces by the evildoers, and then crushed into powder.

...

"Burn that witch to death!"

"Chao her to death!"

"Burn her to death! Burn her to death! Burn her to death!"

The ignorant and crazy people around this square were still cheering loudly and laughing loudly. They longed for this rare entertainment to last so that they could have a little more talk after dinner...

A group of crazy spectators were shouting wildly, but they didn't know that behind them, on a carriage, a real witch was about to go crazy...
Chapter completed!