Chapter 515 (1/2)
”Lord Weber?”
In the silent parliament hall, Victor Hughes on the throne turned his eyes to little priest Weber.
The pale little priest tried to restrain his trembling body and remained silent; Somehow... Never dared to look up at Lauren who was looking at him.
That's right... Weber could feel that when Lauren said these words, his eyes didn't leave him for a moment.
He is torturing himself and questioning himself in this way
Whether it is for the sake of principle and justice to give up this absurd pre imperial trial;
Or should we fight to the last minute for our ideals and the face of the Holy Cross?
The black haired wizard was also silent and waited quietly.
Honest and stubborn little priest... Will he give up?
”Lord Weber of the Holy Cross?”
The little priest raised his head rigidly, but his trembling lips didn't say a word. His violently shaking eyes seemed to be carrying out the last desperate resistance.
His trembling palms made Lauren squint slightly, and the clenched palms seemed to be sweating constantly.
No... it's blood soaked in the palm of your hand.
”Lord Weber of the Holy Cross Church, do you have anything else to say?” Victor Hughes reminded him for the third time in an indifferent tone.
The church judge who tried to hide his panic looked at the little priest reluctantly and angrily.
”Bang --!”
A loud noise.
The little priest staring at the great pressure left two bright red blood marks on the table. He suddenly got up, gasped and said pale:
”It's nonsense!”
”Yes, in the great plague of that year, master lusack kovo did treat many people, but how many people did he kill? In order to make his medicine effective, how many people who might have survived died painfully because of the side effects of the medicine?!”
”Is there really a difference between dying of plague and dying of drugs that originally placed all hope?”
The silent black haired wizard looked at the hysterical little priest in silence.
”Death rate, cure rate, chance of success, last hope... It's just an excuse for a person who has only cold data in his eyes, focuses on utilitarian and private name and has no compassion to win fame.”
”That's all!”
The little priest with slightly trembling lips shouted angrily, but his bleeding hands were still trembling:
”Wizards... Always emphasize the importance of reason, think with reason rather than sensibility, always maintain a calm attitude to observe things, and don't let themselves be tired by emotion and people.”
”When on earth... Did you turn yourself into a pure and emotionless beast, a cold and merciless monster?”
The next moment, Lauren said slightly, ”monster...?”
The bland tone seemed to be asking about an insignificant matter.
”Isn't it? Do people's deaths really matter? Will the remaining thousands of people be turned into dead souls and bones in order to save 10000 people?”
”Those poor people who used to work all day, have fun with their families, live hard and live hard... Do they only deserve to become the emotionless and cold things in his mouth?”
”They are all living people, Loren!” roared the little priest with wide eyes. ”It was Lusaka kovo who gave them hope to live and killed them with his own hands!”