In the early morning, the criminal was taken forward, his feet were off the ground, and his eyes were stormed like fish. A group of people screamed and retreated, as if the pain of death would be contagious with their eyes.

Bernard stared at the dead in disgust. "It's a cost to fool fools." His tone was full of blame, "The Prime Minister will not be satisfied with this answer."

"Thurston? Of course he was satisfied. He was eager to tear up the Holly Agreement and take the entire Saint Valorand territory into his pocket." After the prophecy was realized, the nobles began to covet interests beyond their choice. "I am considering changing the real power of the cabinet."

"Who did it be? Fogdal?"

Mike didn't answer. "Why did you suddenly care about the government?"

"The experiment has been terminated. The old method is too difficult to handle, and the new method needs inspiration. I should find something I am interested in. By the way, Veronka and the princess got married? It is said that they have never slept together since they got married, and even the wedding bed is brand new. Is it true or false?"

Who has heard of the rumors? Such words damage the royal image. I want to pull out her tongue. Most of them are Veronka's mistress or Helen's maid, and none of them bothered to pay attention to these things. It's so damn, why do I have to worry about their family affairs?

"I don't care. I'm not interested." Mike replied. "The trial has begun."

The flames devoured the corpse, and the natural elves curled, broken, and turned into ashes like a real dead leaf. His charges did not leave with him. Marandino is now in jubilation, and everyone celebrates the revenge of the late emperor. The judicial organs thought they were reliable and cut off the fingers of the corpse before the execution, thinking that people could not see whether this was a foreigner or a similar person. It was a good idea to cover up the robbery, but forget it, Mike was not in the mood to care about more unfavorable news. Anyway, the public's opinions were irrelevant.

The person who was qualified to give his opinions was even more annoyed. Yesterday in the court, a cabinet minister proposed to expose the assassin to break his stomach to show punishment. But what is the use of punishment for a corpse? Mike couldn't figure it out. Since the assassin he caught was dead, the judicial organ had to hand it over to the astrologer, and Gaota claimed that this person was assassinating using black witchcraft and asked the temple to hand over physical evidence to compare.

After a long struggle, two weeks were wasted. Finally, under the surveillance of the judicial authorities, the two astrologers talked in a mysterious way, took the glass ball and gave an inexplicable result, and swearingly guaranteed that the information obtained by "divination" matched the witchcraft doll. No one refuted them, and who made the final interpretation of astrology in the hands of Gaota.

"My cost is not taken from the cabinet." McChe told Bernard, "Saint Valorand will give an explanation." Someone made a fuss about the race of the assassin and tried to change the Holly Agreement. He followed suit and took the charge of murdering the former emperor on the forest race. Anyway, the nobles had heard of the conflict when signing the agreement, and the people's hatred for the forest race had not yet subsided. They demanded to find the assassin who murdered the emperor, and the temple found the candidate they liked.

"What do we think of our Legion?"

"He was not satisfied, but could only accept it. Someone had to pay the price for His Majesty's death. Could it be that his subordinates would be punished?" Villonka loved his Silver Song Knights' Order even more. He could not admit that the knights loyal to the Emperor would shake their rebellion. "But he strongly opposed the crime of the Green Elf of Saint Valorand. I think our Legion Commander prefers the Celestial Saint than my sister."

"What's the result?" asked the wizard, "How did the cabinet make a conclusion?"

"The party who violates the peace agreement first is the primary responsibility." Mike replied, "they need to hand over the mastermind."

The crowd below the balcony gradually dispersed, leaving behind the lonely ashes in the execution ground. Somehow, the more he stared at the wreckage? The more strange he felt until a strong wind blew away the traces.

"Master?"

"The Forest Race will send their saints to apologize." Mike looked away. He was not worried that Cangzhisong would resist. Aurenia just lost the emperor? Not the army. What's more? The position of the emperor will be filled in soon? This is the case with the Empire, and Cangzhisong is no exception.

"I want to start the experiment again." The wizard commented on the cabinet's decision. "It is the first time I've been so enthusiastic after you took that little devil away. Maybe she will be the last map to complete stability. Saint Valorand represents life, Your Majesty, she must know more about the origin than others."

Mike doesn't want to interfere with Bernard's experiment? But he must point out that once the Saint is killed in the imperial capital, the real forest race resistance army will immediately break the agreement. Although the Silver Song Knight can flatten the forest again, Mike cannot guarantee that Veronka will obey. Compared to the tenacious and self-proclaimed Forest, the Silver Song Knight is more interested in Alanwo in the south.

But even if Bernard was not satisfied with these restrictions, he did not show it in front of Mike. Velonka could be considered an ally that Mike actively sought, while Bernard Sterling was the only person he could call a friend. Because of the existence of Prime Minister Thurston? Their common interests further strengthened the alliance, but this does not mean that they would not have any differences.

Mike thought for a while, "The astrologer had applied to me to send messengers to Blackwood County to deal with the rioters. The rioters were wandering from Alanwo. You can take our guests there and you may gain something."

"Really?" the wizard raised his eyebrows. "I think we're more likely to die on the road."

"Oh, are you going to go out with a puppet?"

"It's not bad to be cautious." Bernard reiterated, "I don't want to be stared at by the prophet of the tower all day long."

The wizard is always suspicious, and Mike doesn't think the prophet will have time to stare at him. The cabinet has been placing prophecy all day long to question the astrologers, trying to get more future secrets from them. Selegon and his team will not admit defeat, and the drama of fighting for power and profit in the imperial capital has not yet ended. Mike learned that his younger brother gave generous rewards to the Tower of Sky, hoping to exchange for support. It was completely useless. He was looking forward to Selegon's expression after he tried.

"Joy will serve as your guard." Mike decided. It was impossible for him to hide his connection with Bernard, but Mike did not want his two allies to communicate privately. "You should always believe in his abilities."

The wizard nodded and suddenly said, "He has proved it recently, has it?"

“He has always been very sensible.”

...

Uriel grabbed his shoulder, although it was difficult. "What crime did this man commit?"

"Treason." Joey replied, struggling, finally throwing him away. "Give your sympathy to someone else, missionary. He doesn't need it."

"He is only nine years old and still a child. Do you accuse him of treason?" It's a joke. "Did the Silver Song Knight's supreme honor be obtained from children?"

The disputes on the streets gradually attracted audiences, and people were not satisfied with the executions a few days ago. The tutor glared at Ulier: "Go and explain to the judges, and explain to your church! I am performing my duties. Get out of here."

"Even if the gods come to make a judgment," Ulier still refused to give up. "Children of this age will be forgiven and released. I will never allow this kind of thing to happen." Even in a dream.

The onlookers were about to attract the city defense, and the whispers gradually grew. The young criminal was frightened and shivered with his head in his arms. It was obvious that he could not get help from the civilians watching the fun. Joey stared at him for five seconds, and when Uriel thought they would fight again, he finally threw the sword back with a clang.

"Very good." said the instructor coldly, "Send him to the sacred temple, and I want to see how the gods judge him."

Uriel originally believed that this was Joey's dream, and everything he experienced came from the memory of his mentor. Now he is not so sure. From the time the free man became the Silver Song Knight of Aurenia, Joey seemed to have gone from one extreme to another. Chaos and order, freedom to order. Uriel had to admit that the person in front of him was closer to the white messenger he was familiar with in reality.

The Judicial Order has a surprising similarity to Gaia's Cathedral, with only slightly different details. Then he remembered that the Aurenian Empire worshiped the three gods, not only Gaia or Lucia. Now that the Judicial Order has been renamed the Holy Inquisition, it is probably an innovation of the Holy Glory Parliament.

However, the temple is even more majestic. Even in the imperial city with gorgeous buildings, the judiciary can stand out. Uriel saw the majestic walls, the four-cornered towers drilled into the sky, and the round castle was located in the middle, as if the sky stretched out a chain to pull the sun hanging from the sky.

A flag is flying on the dome. According to the outline of the heraldic emblem, it is not difficult to identify the shape of Gaia's silver lily. The stars symbolizing Otto set off on the edges of the floating lines. The stamen in the center is like a raging flame, corresponding to a shining golden red star.

This dream is too much like reality, Uriel thought. The tower still has portraits from the ancestors, which Roma finally dug out of the pile of books. Except for the dust and the little lion's claw marks, the rest of the painting was exactly the same as before. He still remembers the title of the painting "Dedicated to Ivangelin".

When he entered the temple, everything became more and more life-like. After all, the judge was not a church. The apprentice followed Joey up the steps, but the instructor closed the door suddenly, causing him to feel disappointed at the door. He suspected that the other party had done it on purpose. Fortunately, he was not standing alone outside in the end. Joey pushed the door and walked out, leaving the boy behind the door.

"Why not let in?"

"rule."

"You didn't add any more trouble, right?" Although the possibility was not great, Urial still mentioned. This Joey is different from the familiar white messenger.

The instructor glanced at him contemptuously, "No need."

"Will people behead their heads beheaded if they steal things?" If people catch thieves privately, they may even have their lives. If the Silver Song Knight catches the thief, they can still save the other party's life. The imperial law is not just the death penalty.

"No. It has nothing to do with theft."

"I do not understand."

"Yes." Joey snorted through his helmet, "You know what a fuck."

Uriel felt that he couldn't continue talking.
Chapter completed!