"Mr. Aiden Ellen, you are a loyal clerk of the Apothecary's Guild, and I am not wrong to come forward to testify because you feel disgusted by Lussac Corvo's unauthorized use of new drugs on patients, and consider this act to betray the reputation of the Apothecary's guild, am I right?"

"It's not just disdainful, he's just crazy!" The excited young man scolded directly: "It's because of his kind of person who was sentenced to the pharmacist's guild... No, it's just a crazy act that betrayed the entire pharmacist and even the wizard class, and I just stood up and did justice!"

"I see, you are really a high-spirited wizard!" the black-haired wizard suddenly realized, "But maybe Master Lussac is just doing it as a last resort for the sake of experimentation?"

"It's not about experimentation or even all research, it's a matter of loyalty or not!" the young man waved his impassioned hand: "Loyalty is priceless, and any violation of this is a fig leaf of shame!"

"Is that really the case? Some people might think you're making a big fuss. Loren, whose face did not change, continued.

"Then they should ask their hearts if they can withstand the torture of morality!" The young man snorted coldly: "I'm sorry... I admit that Lussac Corvo is a master of pharmacy, but this time it is a matter of principle and absolutely non-negotiable!"

"Even if we are sorcerers, we are first and foremost subjects of the Empire, and to the subjects of the Empire, loyalty... Always come first!"

After saying this, the applause in the council hall was thunderous!

The young man on the witness stand blushed with excitement, but Weber, the young priest on the side, stared at the smiling Loren, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Victor Theseus's face did not change, and he watched coldly, and Metternich, the minister of the seals, who seemed to have noticed it, had a smile flashing at the corner of his mouth.

The other three cabinet ministers also had different faces.

The applause died down, and all eyes were on Loren Turin.

"Mr. Aiden Ellen, what do you see here?"

A playful smile rippled across Loren's face, and his left hand took out a broken wand from his coat pocket: "Don't you think... Familiar, huh?"

In an instant, the little priest and the young man gasped at the same time!

"I confirmed to Wizard Gray Sal that this is your wand, and I dare to ask......"

The dark pupils stared at the young man's panicked face, and the smile on Loren's face became more and more cold: "Why did it break in two, and it was picked up by me on the day the Apothecary Guild was slaughtered?"

"This, this, this is because, for ......"

"Because you saw the thug that day, you didn't notify the guild officials who were in the headquarters in time, and after the incident, you were afraid that you would be held accountable, so you broke your wand and threw it there, pretending that something had happened... I heard that he pretended to be seriously injured and lay down for a few days. ”

Loren snorted lightly and casually threw his wand to the young man: "No one who was killed that day survived, and as the only survivor can still stand here intact, you are so lucky, 'loyal' Mr. Aiden Ellen!"

"Dissent!"

The little priest was obviously anxious, and looked at the Imperial Justice with a quick breath: "What Your Excellency Loren said has nothing to do with the case itself!"

"Dissent. ”

The black-haired wizard interrupted him unhurriedly, and turned to Victor Hus with his hands behind his back: "This matter is about whether the witness himself is qualified as a witness, and his personal statements and testimony are seriously lacking in credibility!"

"Not only that......"

The cold-eyed Loren looked fearlessly at the church inquisitor sitting at the end of the steps, and the other party's expression was no different from that of wanting to kill.

"I ask the court to investigate the background and details of the witnesses provided by the Church of the Holy Cross before, including the previous nine witnesses; It is likely that they are all fakes, or are clearly biased and suggestive. ”

"This kind of testimony made out of nothing, generalized in partiality, and colluded in advance... It should not be enough to serve as a basis for the trial of this case!"

As he spoke, Loren did not forget to glance at the little priest beside him, who was stunned and did not know how to answer.

There was silence in the council room, and a pair of shocked or angry eyes shot at the black-haired wizard's back.

Victor Hughes frowned, the resentful inquisitor and the indifferent Albert were speechless;

The Minister of the Seals closed his eyes and recuperated, but the Minister of War, Severin de Salion, who had not paid any attention to it, suddenly became interested, and looked curiously at the black-haired wizard dressed in cumin.

After a long silence, the Imperial Court regained his original calm expression and said calmly:

"Biography... Next Witness. ”

The young priest breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this reply, and the panicked young man had already been escorted down by the royal guards.

The black-haired wizard smiled and sat back in his seat.

Looking at the little priest's expression, you can see that the plans of the Holy Cross Church have been completely disrupted by itself... I am afraid that they originally intended to use a large number of witnesses to deepen the suspicion of Lussac Corvo himself, and then put pressure on Lussac himself during the formal trial of the prisoner.

Whether it's using his guilt for the tragedy decades ago, or the oppression of the crowd... As long as Lussac himself couldn't resist the pressure and chose to plead guilty... That would be tantamount to telling the truth, and there would be no need for any more evidence!

But now... No one will believe any of their testimonies, whether true or false, and no matter what tricks the Church can use to persecute Lussack Corvo in such a situation, it will be of no use as long as he insists on denying it.

Looking at Weber, the little priest who was cramped left and right on the stage with a embarrassed expression... It is really hard to imagine why the Church would go to great lengths to have an unnamed Archbishop of Innocent who holds the opposite opinion as its advocate.

Loren, whose face did not change, crossed his fingers and glanced suspiciously at the church judge on the stage... The other party's expression was still cold and terrifying, staring at him angrily.

An inexplicable uneasiness spread in Loren's heart, and there was a faint feeling that it was not good.

Seeing the little priest standing stubbornly in the center of the hall, he took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the door.

At that moment, the nobles of the entire council chamber looked sideways, and all eyes turned to the last witness of the Holy Cross.

At that moment, the black-haired wizard's pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost got up directly!

It's actually ......

Thran Corvo?!

The young wizard apprentice walked into the council chamber, his head bowed, his hands covering his face with trembling, his steps were extremely heavy with each step, and his staggering figure did not make anyone doubt that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

God knows how Seran, who is about to collapse, stepped into the Heavenly Dome Palace step by step?!

Loren, who was sitting in the seat, did not change his face, his knuckles had begun to turn white with too much force, his ten fingers clasped the back of his hand, and his eyes did not leave the figure of the wizard's apprentice for a moment.

Time, as if standing still in this moment.

There was no longer a trace of nervousness and anxiety on the little priest's face, the pain of Thran Corvo's twisted struggle to the extreme, the indifference of the three hundred nobles......

The atmosphere in the council chamber became more and more heavy.

The short walk from the gate to the witness desk seemed like a full hour, and when Thran Corvo stopped, the black-haired wizard could even hear everyone in the hall holding their breath.

"I—my name is... ...... Therland Corvo"

"I am... Lussac Covo... Target... The eldest son and... The only heir ......"

As if unconsciously groaning, the voice of the wizard apprentice trembled slightly, and the hands on the stage twitched slightly... The expression of enduring pain seemed to tear all the wounds on his body and reveal them in front of everyone in the hall.

Scaly and bloodstained all over his body.

Victor Hughes frowned, the suppressed anger in his indifferent gaze intensified, and there was no trace of excess emotion on the calm face of the black-haired wizard.

The head-to-head confrontation and maneuvering is over.

The next step is to abandon all ethics, morality, and bottom lines, completely tear apart hypocrisy, and unscrupulous duels;

Sacrifice blood for blood!