Chapter 415: Trial (below)

Luke is not stupid. He knows his current situation very well, so even if this'judge' is a civilian, he has given him considerable respect.
He will not let go of the opportunity to free himself from sin, even though he does not think that as a noble, buying and selling slaves is a ``crime'', even if he is selling an elf slave.
However, what he did not know is that this time's "trial" was not just a house of grief and wind, but a "live broadcast"!
Luke has forgotten that the court was built in the ‘temple area’, and when the court was completed, the maid said something, and now he has completely forgotten those ‘useless things’.
"Under the witness of the gods..."
Somehow, Luke heard a chuckle from behind. Although he didn't hear what was said clearly, he clearly remembered it was Ms. Fortune's voice.
But this did not prevent him from thinking wildly, because of this sneer, all his plans were disrupted, and now his mind is a mess.
‘Why laugh? Why did Ms. Fortune smile? What did i do wrong? What flaw did I just reveal? ’
Luke's face was stiff, his eyes were unsteady, his eyes were out of focus, and now he had only these questions in his mind.
Luke stood on the dock and did not see a row of ‘idioms’ behind the judge. The statues, which were only a few tall, had the idea of ​​the gods.
The eyes of the gods fell on Luke, who had become somewhat panicked, through the idol.
He didn't even know that in these sights, not only were the gods of the human divine system, but also several gods of the elven divine system. Those gods with anger that could not be vented sat on the world tree, watching the distant scene. .
Everything in the courtroom was taken into account by them, and the panic hidden in Luke's look could not escape their eyes.
"Let the gods witness the justice of this world"
The of brilliance remembered the inscription of the Wind City Court, "Give justice to the aggrieved!"
Under the testimony of the gods, Luke’s crimes were nowhere to be found, and now what he did and his struggle was just a joke!
Ethan was silent for a moment and sighed, "Please, Mr. Johnson leave the side door and wait for the summons."
The butler was at a loss, he looked left and right, the tension in his heart was already written on his face, he didn't know if he could'handle it lightly', so when the marshal took his arm and stood up, he looked quite panic Luke glanced.
But he did not expect that his eyes met Luke's cold eyes.
With a trembling heart, the butler turned hurriedly, following the footsteps of the bailiff, and hurriedly left the courtroom.
‘Calm down, this is not the time to think about it. Luke warned himself so.
In a hurry, he couldn't think of any other plan, so he could only continue at the original pace, otherwise he would have no chance of struggling.
Luke felt something was wrong because the rhythm was too fast. When he last tried the finance minister, he also sat in the auditorium. Now the rhythm is too fast!
The minute hand of the clock behind the judge jumped again as the second hand jumped. The time was 9:40 am.
"Mr. Luxleyman."
Judge Ethan sat on the stage, his bland gaze shot out from behind the glasses and landed on pale Luke.
Luke heard that the civilian called his name again, and his heart sank, ‘I should be the slave merchant next? ’
"Since "Mr. Boris Shakman" is still preparing to participate in the next "trial", so this "trial", "Mr. Boris Shakman" will not be present, but before that, we invited Guanghui Bishop Holt of the Diocese of the Church, as a witness, helped us record a'video'."
As soon as Ethan's words fell, a light curtain popped out of everyone's eyes. Luke's hands blocked by the railing of the dock immediately clenched, and even if he lags behind, he understands why.
‘Boris Shakman’, the slave merchant who tried to sell elf slaves. In this video, the slave merchant sat with Bishop Holt across the table. He sat face to face with the bishop of the glorious church.
Luke wanted to say something, but in the end he was still breathless, and the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger, even though the slave merchant still said nothing...
The interrogator stood behind Bishop Holt with a stack of papers, glanced at the expressionless slave merchant, and asked a second time: "Mr. Boris Shakman, I don’t know if this is your real name, But we will use this name as your codename, and I ask again, are you a slave merchant?"
"...Yes." The slave merchant sighed and nodded again to admit.
Luxleyman's mouth twitched, but hesitated.
‘It’s not time yet, wait again...’
The clock turned again, and the time was 9:50 in the morning.
"Now Sorrow Leader has completely banned the'slave trade', may I ask, what is the purpose of bringing your caravan to Sorrow Leader?" The dull-looking interrogator asked this question for the second time before this In the witness of Bishop Holt, he had asked the slave merchants again, and now this time is to reconfirm.
The slave merchant was silent for a while.
"The slave trade..."
Luke had closed his eyes at this time, thinking about what he should do next. Anyway, he had already read those things, and then what the slave merchant who betrayed him would say, he basically already knew.
"Over 800 years ago, the elves were our comrades-in-arms. After more than 800 years, the old duke still remembers the friendship with the elves. Even today when the old duke has died, we still have correspondence with the elves. , But was stolen and obtained by our Grand Duke when you made the transaction before." The interrogator glanced up at the slave merchant. "So, who is the person who deals with you?"
"It's'Luxleyman'!" The slave merchant closed his eyes, because he had said it once before, and now there is no use in being silent, it is just delaying time.
The interrogator nodded, put down the file in his hand, and took out several envelopes from the side.
He pulled the letter paper out of the envelope. The familiar feel made him unable to sneer. He handed over these pieces of letter paper to Bishop Holt, asked the bishop to glance at them, and nodded to confirm, the judge said: "These letters are strong evidence provided to us by Mr. Boris Shakman. According to some letters from Mr. Lukes Liman's family, we can already confirm that these letters are indeed from Luxley Mr. Man’s butler, written by Ghost Johnson."
"Then, according to the letter, "My Master", "Master", etc. can confirm that the person who intends to purchase the Elven Slave is Mr. "Luxleyman."
Luke opened his eyes, saw the interrogator nodded, saw the slave merchant's head down, saw the bishop stand still, and then the light curtain disappeared.
"Mr. Luxleyman, may I ask, do you have anything else to say?" Ethan, who was sitting on the bench, asked indifferently.
Luke was silent for a moment and took a deep breath, "Fake!"
He said in a deep voice: "It's all fake, all this is fake!"
His words widened the eyes of the civilians in the back row of the auditorium.
Although they did not understand it at all, in their view, the evidence was enough for this nobleman to be tried just like the Minister of Finance a few months ago.
However, Luke’s words didn’t finish, he continued:
It’s all in my family who tried to frame me, otherwise, how could I let a housekeeper who is not loyal enough to write such letterhead? Just now you also read When he arrived, he was my steward, but he stood here to testify against me. Isn't this obvious enough? Your Honor!"
"This is someone framing me!"
Luke threw a loud voice, and his decisive attitude made many people stunned.
If it is based on this thinking, then things may indeed be so...
"...Mr. Luxleyman, here I want to remind you." Ethan pushed his glasses. "Now your every move is under the witness of the gods. You really haven't lied. I'm sure this is indeed the case. ?"
"Yes!" Luke raised his lips slightly, "I'm sure!"
The minute hand and the hour hand are beating at the same time.
"Please"
The judge suddenly put down the mallet and the file, and in the eyes of everyone's doubts, he bowed his head and pressed his chest gently with his right hand. "The gods rule!"
Luke blinked, feeling a gust of wind blowing across his cheeks, everything in front of him had changed.
The white cloud was stepped on by him, and the judge seat had been replaced in front of him. It was a middle-aged man with a shabby long sword and no edging. EbookFREE.me~ It was a face sitting in the position of the clerk A handsome man with a faint smile.
He turned back suddenly, and even all the people in the audience behind him changed. Those handsome men and women with sharp ears and handsome appearances sat behind him.
They looked different, either indifferent, or angry, or resentful, and the moment the eyes fell on him, he already felt the tingling of his soul.
The of justice picked up the mallet
Snapped!
The sound of the hammer gave Lucs Liman awake, and at the same time, he remembered who these ‘people’ were!
"The court of the gods, court!"
At an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the criminals Luxleyman faced the gods directly and became the first ‘judged’ in the ‘God’s Court’.
"Under the watchful eye of the gods, all crimes are invisible."
The mortal body gradually recovered, and Luxleyman's eyes were clear again. He saw that the judge had just dropped his hand and asked him again: "Luxleyman, I will ask again, ru, know Is it sinful?"
Luke's body shook and he hurriedly lowered his head, trembling and said, "Yes, yes... I, I am guilty. I did it, everything I did!"
The words fell, and the dull people looked at each other, and then there was an uproar!
Not only did the gods see the judgment of the world, but just now, people also saw the judgment of the gods on ‘Luxleyman’...
They did not think of the gods at all, and really looked at them!
"Then this trial is over."
Ethan glanced at his pocket watch, and the time pointed to ten: ten, "At two ten in the afternoon, the next one, the trial of'Boris Shakman' will begin, and all jurors will be on time."
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