Others who knew Heling was possessed by Phoenix were devout believers, and naturally regarded her more importantly than anyone else.

For the first time in so many years, meeting someone who can summon Phoenix, even Willie Pope felt incredible.

The clergy who had previously called He Ling a heretic felt that they had been slapped in the face. They didn't think that this girl was actually chosen by God.

But He Ling was originally very beautiful, with eyes like galaxies, white skin, and a pair of white wings behind him, which coincided with the temperament of an angel.

A girl like her is called a messenger of gods, and no one will doubt it.

Willie Pope stood respectfully behind Herring.

The clergyman also stood on the left behind her, standing side by side with Willie Pope. He could perceive the breath of him, and he was definitely a strong man.

"My lord, let's start."

The lord Komodo is a blond, blue-eyed, tall and stalwart middle-aged man with a rare smile on his cold square face.

The law enforcement elder also looked sideways at He Ling. He had a clear outline and handsome appearance, but he had cold triangular eyes.

He Ling's gaze fell on Sherlock, and he nodded slightly.

Unexpectedly, it was the wife who tried to judge him, and his Observation Haki couldn't predict such a result.

Pipicia didn't know when he had already squatted in He Ling's arms. Its chubby head was resting on He Ling's legs, very comfortable.

"This is what the human lap originally said."

Pipicia murmured.

He Ling rubbed its hair and found that it was very soft, so he couldn't hold his hands inside and continued to rub it softly.

Immediately interrupted Pipisia's enjoyment, as if it turned into a plush toy, and was deeply loved by He Ling.

The corner of Sherlock's mouth rose slightly, feeling that Pipicia and Heling got along very well, very well, and they belonged to a family.

Although Pipicia kissed this guy and liked Sherlock's wealth, it spent more time with Sherlock than anyone else. In Sherlock's heart, it had long been a family member.

Suddenly one day, when Pipicia is gone, Sherlock will definitely not be used to it.

The crowd was divided into two factions, one of which was full of hatred for Sherlock, shouting hoarsely: "Return to my family."

The other faction is completely ignorant.

"Why was the favored person taken to the trial hall?"

"Don't you know? The disaster three days ago was caused by the favored one."

"I heard that many people have died. We are all living in the outer city, but the inner city has not been repaired yet."

"Didn't it mean that it was caused by the legendary death row prisoner?"

"If it hadn't been for the group of pirates brought by the beloved that angered them, such a tragedy would not have happened."

"It's not a tragedy at all, it's a war."

Amidst the discussion, Kom in the front row curled up and looked at Sherlock worriedly.

He and the remaining 19 pirates, including Crocodile and Mr. 1, stood behind Sherlock one after another.

Sherlock looked at Crocodile in bandages: "Old Sha, are you okay?"

"Humph."

Crocodile snorted and Tsundere raised his head.

Kom leaned to Sherlock's ear immediately:

"Boss, you took Heling away. No one healed everyone. I took care of his wounds."

Sherlock was stunned. It turned out to be angry. Thinking about his three-day happy life, he really didn't think about them, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

But let Sherlock choose again, and Sherlock will still take Hering through the two-person world.

Sherlock is such a person who values ​​color and despise friends.

He patted Crocodile on the shoulder:

"Haha, I invite you to the Rose Theater next day, don't be a little tricky, you want a woman or a good wine, it's up to you."

"I am only interested in cigars and Pluton."

Crocodile said, lit his cigar and started smoking.

Sherlock shook his head and looked at his companions.

"Captain, we're all right."

"Yes, Houston boss, we can't die."

"But Hall and the others are dead. They died suddenly when they were in the hospital."

Mentioned their dead partners, their expressions dimmed.

The witch in the cloak and the death singer Bedmar also appeared on the judgment stand.

The pirates stared at the two men.

"It's a death row!"

"I want to kill you!"

They rushed to the two of them. If it weren't for the group of death row inmates making trouble in the Municipal Square, they would not have been involved in them, and would not be injured or killed.

The pirates didn't know that this group of death row prisoners was created by Laurent, only that they were mortal enemies.

Although Kerm was not involved in the battle, after he notified Crocodile, he hid in the distance and watched the battle with a telescope, so he knew that the witch was on Sherlock's side.

Kerm looked at Sherlock incomprehensibly and saw that he hadn't defended the witch's mind at all.

The witch took off the cap of the cloak, revealing a beautiful face.

The charm skill is automatically turned on.

Both the surrounding pirates and the indignant people on the civilian stands became quiet and full of longing for love.

After a while, various courtship sounds erupted from the stands.

"marry me!"

"Mom, I'm in love."

"Child, I am also in love."

Both men and women, young and old, all started to move. If it weren't for the clergy, they could not wait to run to Dihana immediately, kneel down and lick her toes religiously.

She is the perfect goddess in their hearts.

Beautiful, sexy and full of charm.

The corner of Sherlock's mouth rose slightly, and he knew it would happen.

But the enchanting Technique of the witch Dihana has less influence on the stronger the person.

For example, Sherlock, or the law enforcement elder and the city lord.

The pirates only had a good impression of her, and they were not as crazy as the civilians.

Crocodile didn't even look at her. Sherlock realized that he was the man with the iron will.

Captain Qiya Roka was summoned as a witness, and the surrounding order was temporarily in charge of Calvin.

Calvin walked to the law enforcement elder, half-kneeling on the ground:

"Elder, the pirate named Laubran and three other prisoners have not been found yet."

Boom boom boom!

The law enforcement elder knocked three times on the miniature yellow bronze bell placed on the round table in front of him.

"The trial has officially begun."

He announced in a loud voice.

There was silence in the trial hall, and the sound seemed to have a cleansing effect, calming the crowd.

A young man wearing a dark golden robe with neatly combed hair stood out from the jury, saluted the three presiding judges, and said:

"Protected by the great phoenix god, prayer begins."

Immediately, everyone in the trial hall, except for the pirates such as Sherlock and the two condemned prisoners, put their right hands on top of their heads and prayed briefly in a special posture.

This process lasted five minutes.

The young man continued:

"Today, those who are on trial are the beloved, and the group of outsiders he brought."

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