Following Osomalite, Amy also brought his troops to the magic circle. She had just suffered the loss of this magic circle and did not dare to break in easily, but just asked the soldiers to wipe the edge of the ring. As soon as she wiped off a line, the light of the magic circle immediately dimmed, leaving only Osomalite and others who were lying on the ground.

"All dizzy?"

Amy carefully looked through the people who fell to the ground, and even deliberately pulled their faces to check the authenticity. However, there was no Sitramina here, only broken rings and broken pieces of paper flying in the air. The mark of the magic circle could be vaguely seen on the paper, and it emitted the same light as the light emitted by the strange stone left by Master Quirakiri to the savage.

——The philosopher's vessel.

When the piece of paper used for protection of Sitramina shattered, powerful energy that even Sitramina herself didn't know came out of the paper, and suddenly dispelled the huge pressure exerted by the magic circle on Sitramina. When Amy wiped the boundary of the magic circle, Sitramina had already entered the pre-digged evacuation tunnel and escaped.

“Master…”

The piece of paper with the magic circle was handed to her by his master Quilakiri and the gravel sword. At that time, she wiped the blade with paper and wanted to throw it away, but was stopped by his master: "Sitralmina, do you think it is a sword or a paper?"

At that time, she replied without thinking: "Of course, the sword is valuable."

But his master answered: "Wrong, this piece of paper is more than ten million times more expensive than a sword. Even if you lose the sword, don't lose the paper. At critical moments, it can save your life."

She didn't understand this passage until she finally understood it just now. It made the corners of her eyes full of tears of gratitude.

Sitramina didn't know the true value of the philosopher's vessel. If she knew, she would definitely choose to let herself faint in the magic circle like that.

At the end of the secret passage was a cellar door. The door was locked from the other side. Sitramina gently buckled it with her fingers, and a man's voice came from it: "Oh, my god, are there rats in the cellar?"

"Of course." Sitralmina said below, "The Aztland Empire is full of rats."

This is the code agreed between her and her companions. After a question and answer, the cellar door was opened from above. Climb out of the cellar, and there was a dark and low thatched house outside. Two companions were guarding the cellar, and their faces were not very good:

"Sitralmina, since you ran back from the secret passage, that means... the action failed?"

"I failed, I failed to assassinate Osomarit." said Sitralmina. "They all my companions who acted with me were caught."

"My God, then we have to find a way to put them..."

"It's no longer necessary." Sitralmina shook her head with a dim expression, "I poisoned them before leaving."

There was a silence in the room.

"If you think about it, this will at least poison a few Aztlans." One of them smiled and said, "If the meat-eating Osomarit, the action will be considered successful."

"Yes, this makes you feel less painful than being dug up your heart alive..."

After saying that, there was another silence in the room.

"Damn Aztlans!" The first person to speak punched the wall, "I want them to feel the pain of being sucked into their hearts now!"

"Yes. But not now."

Sitramina hugged him, comforting him while shedding tears.

"Our mission is to go back alive to report. Regarding the results of the assassination... and the sudden appearance of the feathered snake god."

...

It's dawn.

"So, what we heard was not the conversation between the subordinates of Osomalite? It was not them who wanted to get rid of me, but the local residents and another mysterious organization that was unknown?"

“Based on the information collected so far, that’s right.”

"Why!" Ella hugged her head and wailed, "I thought about it so many steps later, and held a meeting to decide the strategy, encouraged Tesosomok to take this opportunity to oppose the Sun King, and planned to use the power of the local residents to subdue Osomarit, and told me that the rebellion was fake? Osomarit is on our side, and the people who wanted to harm me were the local residents? Then wouldn't my foresight be completely meaningless, and would have become the same as the clown on the stage?"

"So it may not be a good thing to think too much. But your Majesty, don't worry, judging from the current situation, no one will regard you as a clown. They may now regard you as... a demigod."

This is inevitable. Tessomok, Osomalit, and even the local residents all witnessed it with their own eyes and experienced the terrible oppression of Ella in the magic circle. Although Ella herself didn't know what was going on-she didn't even know why her crowbar suddenly turned into a snake, and after the magic circle was wiped off, she suddenly turned into a crowbar.

She had too many doubts to ask Quelakiri to answer.

A row of naked prisoners was connected by ropes and climbed up to the platform under the escort of the soldiers. These were rebels identified by Osomalite. Although Osomalite fainted in the magic circle, perhaps because Ella was not hostile, he woke up and was not as distraught as Bobo. Instead, he quickly mobilized his troops and suppressed the Alpley area overnight.

There are sixty-two days left before the new fire ceremony in the Aztland population. During these sixty-two days, festivals will be held every morning, and each festival will present the hearts of more than ten rebels to serve as a warning.

"Your Majesty." Amy whispered from the high platform, "Don't you stop them?"

"I can do nothing." Ella sighed, "Tesosomok's words make sense. Human sacrifice is a custom in Aztland for hundreds of years. It involves a wide range of interests and cannot be easily changed by a person or a god."

"That's right, Your Majesty has even changed his faith in Sweden."

Ella sighed: "That was assisted by Hestein, and now, we have nothing."

Priests in black clothes walked up from both sides of the platform, each holding a sharp obsidian dagger in their hands.

Ella couldn't bear to watch anymore, so she turned around.

"Let's go, Amy, sell the ship's cargo on this island as soon as possible, and then we go north to meet with Hestein."

"So fast?"

"One person's words cannot change Aztland, but an army can. Amy, I... hate the Aztland Empire."

But just as Ella was about to leave, a roar suddenly rang out from the altar:

"Osomalite! Stop! Stop using human sacrifice!"

Ella turned around suddenly and saw Tessomok walking up the platform with the help of two soldiers.

Osomarit felt strange: "Tratoani, are you?"

"Literally, human sacrifice is not allowed. The feathered snake god hates human sacrifice. Instead, he uses livestock for sacrifices!"

"Livestock? Where is this precedent...! The new fire ceremony is approaching, how can it be so perfunctory?"
Chapter completed!