Chapter 52 A Gentleman Does Not Lie
Tick!Tick!
On the execution platform, scarlet blood continued to flow out from the wounds on the middle-aged man's body, dripping onto the cold ground, making a crisp and harsh sound.
“Think about your family…”
He raised his head slightly and stared at Ye Su below the stage. Stars twinkled in his ink-black eyes.
The man smiled.
At this moment, the deep fatigue and despair in his eyes had disappeared.
The man's lips opened and closed.
"Stay overnight... sir..."
"I am...guilty."
"Speak louder, the people above can't hear you clearly!"
Tutankhamun held the microphone and preached with a majestic look on his face. His voice echoed throughout the execution ground with an irresistible power.
The middle-aged man trembled and slowly stood up, facing the lofty [Scales of Judgment] and the smiling Tutankhamun.
"I'm guilty!"
The middle-aged man yelled loudly, as if he used up all his strength to say every word.
"I destroyed the oracle."
"It was me who tricked Lord Ye Su into making excuses for me."
"I am... a heretic."
Beads of sweat hung on his forehead and his lips were trembling.
The execution ground fell into dead silence, with only the middle-aged man's confession echoing in the air.
After a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, some were indifferent, some were contemptuous, and some were insulting.
"How dare you deceive Lord Ye Su? Such a heretic deserves death!"
"That's right!"
"Master Ye Su is just too kind. He is so easily bewitched. Oh, my poor Master Ye Su, give me a hug..."
.........
Tutankhamun looked at Ye Su quietly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes.
He wanted to make a few more arguments, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Tutankhamun.
"That's enough! Stay overnight!"
Tutankhamun's voice exploded in Ye Su's ears like thunder, making his ears buzz.
"You have violated Pharaoh's authority again and again. Do you really think I won't be angry?"
Tutankhamun's tone was firm and resolute, full of unquestionable majesty. He glanced at the people around him, as if conveying a message to them.
suddenly.
"Execution!"
"Execution!"
"Execution!"
.........
Deafening shouts of "execution" were heard again from under the execution platform, one wave higher than the other, and the source of these shouts came from the few people who had initially taken the lead in causing trouble.
Their voices spread quickly like a plague, infecting everyone around them. The crowd was also incited by their shouts and joined in the wave of voices.
For a moment, the entire execution ground was drowned in the noise, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. The executioner stood on the scaffold, holding a gleaming sword in his hand. He looked at the stands in the distance with a confused look, as if he was still hesitating whether to execute the execution.
"What are you waiting for? Follow the will of the people!"
At this moment, a sharp voice came from the stands, breaking the executioner's inner hesitation.
It was Tutankhamun, his big white teeth standing out against his dark skin, and he looked very satisfied with what was happening before his eyes.
The wind is coming.
The wind blows,
The knife fell.
Ye Su's body trembled slightly in the wind, looking so fragile and helpless.
“??(???*)Hahahahahaha!”
Tutankhamun stood up and opened his arms.
"Everyone, I believe Ye Su was bewitched by this heretic, so he defended him."
"But the heretics have been eliminated. Don't worry, everyone. Just believe in the supreme creator god, Ra, with all your heart."
"The gods will also protect you from being seduced by heresy."
"You're right, right? Stay overnight."
Ye Su's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something...
But in the end, no sound was made.
The wind blew his messy hair, bringing with it a hint of blood.
at the same time.
At the Kushari stall, the girl who had just shouted "Stay overnight, sir" has turned her attention back to the stall.
For her, life was hard enough.
"Sir, stay overnight..."
The girl muttered to herself.
As for Lin En, he stared at the TV in the glass wall, as if he wanted to see through it. As time passed, he remained in this position, motionless.
Finally, after a long and suffocating silence, Lin En slowly spoke:
"Sleepover, not Jesus."
These few short words carry a heavy weight.
Other than that, he didn't say another word and just continued to stare at the TV screen in silence.
Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard.
"Little sister, give me a kushari and put it on the gentleman over there."
"Alto...Brother!"
At this moment, Altori appeared out of nowhere, nodded to Vert with a smile, ordered a kushari without hesitation, and then sat down very naturally.
As if all this was so natural.
Lao Liu, who was secretly following from a distance:
No sir…I’ve been following you for so long, why did you suddenly show up?
"Jesus……"
"I didn't expect that the plague doctor of Da Xia would know this name. I thought you only wanted to kill gods every day."
Lynn turned around and looked at her.
"Virt, can you bring me some ice cream?"
"Why? Brother Sijiu, didn't you just eat it?"
"Didn't Alto eat?"
"Oh, that's right."
After watching Violet (? ) leave like this, Lynn finally spoke.
"If I really had that ability, Egypt would have been godless long ago."
"Staying overnight, was this your doing?"
"Not bad at all."
"Oh."
"Alto, what kind of person do you think Ye Su is?"
Altori thought for a moment.
"According to Daxia's words, he should be considered a gentleman."
"A gentleman..."
Lin En was silent, then looked at Ye Su who was also standing silently under the [Scales of Judgment].
"Brother Sijiu, Brother Alto——"
“( ?▽? )I’m back!”
Violet stuffed the ice cream into Lynn's mouth and then ran towards Altoli.
Feeling the coldness at the corner of his mouth, Lin En spoke.
"A gentleman does not lie..."
"But a gentleman will remain silent in the face of power."
(ps: (ノ﹏ヽ) The number of people watching is really decreasing.)