Chapter 217: Kindred and Saint

However, the miscellaneous items prepared by these people never hit the choir and Qin Wansha.
Qin Wansha gently curled the corners of her lips, without being disturbed by the swearing in her ears, clasped her hands on her chest, and walked forward slowly while humming the chant.
The choir behind her sang hymns more sincerely, as if they were walking not on the road of death, but on the corridor of usual prayer.
Neatly came to the middle of the execution ground, the gallows was already ready, waiting for their arrival.
Qin Wansha finally saw the destiny daughter.
As the only candidate for the saint, the Pope gave her the task of punishing the scoffers.
Lucy is very beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes, with big eyes looking at you pitifully, it will make you lose all defense.
At this moment, she was standing on the monitoring platform on the second floor, holding a fan to cover her chin, looking at these people who were about to be hanged with compassion and sadness in her eyes.
Qin Wansha also raised her head, smiling and looking at Lucy.
Lucy's expression wasn't stretched for an instant, and the corners of her lips, which were concealed behind the fan because of pride, pulled down again.
At this time, a soldier pushed Qin Wansha abruptly and let her walk onto the gallows with a beating.
Qin Wansha did not resist, and stepped up, and stood on the gallows in the middle, beside her, there were three other choirists and her knight Mike.
Lucy watched coldly as the soldiers took off the shackles from Qin Wansha and others, and at the same time adjusted the height and position of the ropes. After the Minister of the Kingdom next to her softly signaled, she put down the fan in her hand, and spoke with a pleasant voice. Their charges.
"You committed the sin of blasphemy while singing the sacred hymn. Before God, you fell into darkness. Now, you need to use your soul to atone for the great God of Light."
Finally, Lucy said: "May your dead spirits wash away your sins of blasphemy, and the power of light will open the door to you again, and God bless the world."
With the end of Lucy’s words, the execution officers with black hoods began to put ropes on the heads of Qin Wansha and other five people. Only when the wooden board under their feet twitched, the five people’s necks would be hurt by their own. Strained weight.
At this time, the people in the choir below suddenly began to sing again, but this time, no one could hear what they were singing.
Without any lyrics, everyone was singing a melodious and ethereal melody loudly. The singing that resounded throughout the execution ground gradually relieved the anger of the onlookers. Everyone heard what the song represented. This is a chanting song that represents God.
Standing on the high platform on the second floor, Lucy vaguely felt something bad, and immediately gave the minister next to him a look: "Baron Rollman, you can't let the riot continue."
The saint of the future called the following singing ‘riot’, and the minister could only withdraw his mind and immediately shouted:
Execution!

Qin Wansha waited for this moment.
As the singing of the choir below became louder and louder, the melody entered a gentle and tactful tune. The executioner immediately pressed the button on the gallows, and the wooden planks under the feet of all the victims were suddenly empty.
In the voice of the choir clasping their shaking hands and praying loudly, Qin Wansha instantly supported everyone's feet with the wind, and at the same time began to sing in harmony with the humming of all the choirs: "
The God of Light bestows you happiness, gentlemen.
Let everything be filled with hope, nothing makes you panic.
Please remember him, our savior.
He was born in the light to save us all from the power of the devil.
When we went astray.
Oh, Godsend gospel, bringing comfort and joy.
From our heavenly Father, a blessed angel came.
Brought gratifying news.
We will be fearless.
He is shrouded in pure and holy light, and he will save the world who believe in him.
At this moment we sing praises to the God of Light.
All the people in this place.
Hug each other out of sincere love and brotherhood.
Stay away from disaster and destruction.
Oh, Godsend gospel, bringing comfort and joy. "
The holy song entangled everyone’s hearts. Even the distant palace and the Holy See seemed to have heard this pure sacred music. Everyone stopped, looked towards the sky, and tried to find this song. The origin of the hymn.
The people onlookers nearby knelt on the ground as early as when Qin Wansha spoke out, and even the executioner and the soldiers guarding them trembling on the ground screamed and praised the God of Light.
Lucy and the ministers also looked at Qin Wansha and others floating in the air in shock. Everyone's eyes were on Qin Wansha who was singing the lyrics.
At this moment, Qin Wansha's hands are spreading out to the sides, and the ropes and shackles that bound her are long gone. The holy white robe dances with the wind, and the sun shines, as if to add two pairs of holy and dazzling wings behind her. .
The silver hair that was still criticized in the morning has become synonymous with holiness, and everyone is willing to crawl under Qin Wansha's feet.
At the end of the singing, Qin Wansha simply used the wind to push herself and the other four out of the gallows, and slowly landed on the ground.
The accompaniment of the choir was so excited that they looked at Qin Wansha with pious and ecstatic eyes, still humming the last melody.
When the last syllable was over, Qin Wansha waved her hand, and the shackles on everyone's hands fell to the sound, adding respect to everyone present.
Who on earth said Anna was a blasphemer! There must be a conspiracy in this matter to be able to fly to the sky and sing such a chant of soul purification!
Everyone's hearts instantly turned away.
The ministers who were standing next to Lucy also hurried off, each holding a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on their heads, even if Qin Wansha didn’t show her hand, they would immediately go down and order people to loosen the choir. It's open.
Standing on the second floor, watching those ministers and soldiers nodding and bowing to say this to Qin Wansha, Lucy angrily broke the folding fan in her hand.
At the same time, a figure covered in a red robe also appeared beside Lucy, and said in a cheerful tone: "Oh, it's funny, there is a powerful opponent."
Lucy immediately turned her face and looked at the person with an angry face: "What's going on! Ludwig! You promised me! Anna must die!"
The man hiding in the red robe chuckled, "Pay attention to your expression, now you should go down to comfort the people too, right? Lucy's Quasi-saint."
Lucy glared at the man fiercely, and finally turned away angrily.
As for the man, he looked at Qin Wansha who was surrounded by people in the center with full of interest: "The saint who uses magic, ha ha ha, it is really interesting."