Chapter 557

After bines landed, the crowd below finally calmed down.

Everyone looked at another giant of the church and wondered what he was going to do.

"I am Benes, the scepter priest of Aquarius."

The priestess in a white robe with golden leaves first introduced herself. After all, many of the priests who were present were returning from other places, and they did not necessarily know her. At the moment I heard her self introduction, I knew that this person was extraordinary.

"I understand how you feel about tonight's events, but it can't be solved by quarreling."

"I believe that what we care most about is whether we can solve our own problems and injustice, which is the most fundamental."

Bines said slowly, attracting the two eyes in the fire.

"For this, it is not enough to hold someone responsible. And to fundamentally solve the problem, that is the current job selection problem. "

"Although the church system has been handed down for nearly a thousand years, many aspects of it are not transparent and fair enough, which is the reason why everyone is resentful."

She said her opinions and ideas briefly. After that, bines did not give any advice to the people present, but said her suggestions and decisions directly.

"I propose that in the next month, Lord Otis will be the scepter priest of the ten swords palace to investigate and deal with this matter, while Lord HIBIS will take a rest."

"In this way, I believe that Lord Oedipus's strictness and justice will prove his innocence with fair and open evidence. In addition, Lord Oedipus can also take advantage of this to get rid of his past stigma, so as to avoid others saying that he is protecting himself."

"At the end of a month, Lord HIBIS will get rid of the past stigma and deal with the backlog of these years. Finally, we will consult openly in church meetings to work out a new system to ensure fairness and transparency in the future. "

Since sibes retreated, let him really retreat. Since Otis said that he was just and strict, let him be just and strict. If he can't produce real and conclusive evidence in a month, he will be attacked by sibes.

This is a naked plot, and soon the two giants in the stadium realized it. Although there is some injustice on Otis' side, this result can be regarded as a step down for him. It is much better than fighting with the public tonight, and he can also maintain his reputation and prestige.

But it's very bad for HIBIS. He lost the power of judicial interpretation of Shijian palace and let others check him. Once the result is true, his reputation will be destroyed and more will be lost. It is conceivable that Otis will nail him to death if he catches this opportunity, and will not give him a chance to turn over.

But before, he had given up the scepter of Shijian palace. Now if he opposed, the newly established human establishment would collapse immediately.

After hearing bines' proposal, big fat HIBIS almost stood unsteadily and his forehead was sweating. He was not at ease during this period of time. He had never thought that bines, the priestess who usually seemed to be indifferent to the world, was so terrible when she opened her mouth that she forced him directly onto the cliff.

And just as he was shaking his hands to wipe sweat, there was a response from Otis.

"I'm glad to agree with your advice, but I don't know if the honorable Lord HIBIS will agree with it." The Cavalier leader's attention was directed to the white fat Archbishop behind the crowd.

In the face of thousands of eyes, HIBIS's back was sweating, and then his body suddenly fell back and fainted.

"No, Lord HIBIS has passed out."

"Well, I must be angry. It is clear that Lord HIBIS is so noble, and he has to be humiliated and censored in this way." A pastor next to him still tried to shout for him. Since sibes could not say no, he asked his allies to help him refuse.

There were also bursts of comments around.

"Did Lord HIBIS really faint?"

"Is he angry? Lord HIBIS, it's not easy. " A sparse voice of approval came from one side.

"I think it's pretending. It doesn't mean that Lord HIBIS is serial 8. Can't he bear this?" But more people are beginning to debunk the idea.

"It's hard to say. It's said that the higher the level of the sequence, the more serious the consequences of losing control." Sibbis' allies are trying to recover again.

"What should we do now? Who should we listen to?"

"Of course, if you listen to the opinions of Lord benece, don't you agree with Lord Otis just now? The two great giants of the church agree. Who else can object. Or who has the qualifications and prestige to oppose it. "

"Lord sharander has never been out of orbit... Alas."

With all kinds of noisy voices in the room, many people's opinions gradually incline to benece's proposal, while the people of Siberian school, because of the lack of people who can fight against benece and Otis, can not find a suitable reason for the moment and are anxious.

I hope tonight will be a new start. Looking at the figures in the fire, old or young faces, bines sighed in her heart, and at the same time, she showed a little respect for the silver haired girl at hand.

Worthy of being a sage of clancia, such a proposal directly hit the heart of both sides, so that Otis had to agree, and sibes could not refute it.

And when everything is developing towards a good place, a humble gray haired man in the crowd quietly reaches into his arms. And this action did not arouse the vigilance of the people present, because this action is so common that people think he just tidied up some messy clothes.

But lorenthal, who is standing by bines, is different.

A sense of extreme danger rose in her heart, as if it were a lifelong opponent and best friend, so familiar, so strange, and so striking.

Time in her rapid running perception and thoughts seems to become very slow, 1 second is cut into 1000 parts, slowly passing in her eyes.

The world in vision and perception.

In the burning brazier nearby, a small spark slowly leaps from it, slowly turns red and bright, then shrinks and blooms, cracks, tears the small atmosphere in the air, and sends out invisible waves, like spreading around. Opposite the middle-aged man, he is opening his mouth to spit out a short syllable, next to a metal tooth in the fire light reflects a slight light, and a small flying insect is falling on its collar, raised the front of the two tentacles.

Lorraine Hill quickly filtered all the information, blue transparent eyes nervously searched every detail on the scene, quickly swept every face with different looks, looking for the source of the warning in his heart.

And this short two seconds seems like a century long, let her forehead slide a tiny bead of sweat, eyes with a very high speed deflection, determine one goal after another.

Finally, as the gray haired man pulled his hand out of his robe, he looked at bines, and Lorraine Hill saw him.

The light of light gray bloomed from the palm of his hand, and the bright stars of circulation also bloomed from the pupils of loranthel's eyes.

"Turn it into a pillar of salt."

As if from the ancient time of the distant sigh, in the night cover the fire sounded.