The moment when the desperate silence seemed to have no end, looking at the ever-changing horror and pain on Thran Corvo's face... Loren knew it was useless to say anything.

The wizard apprentice, who was on the verge of collapse, was helped out of the council hall by two royal guards, and behind the gloomy figure was the little priest standing with his hands crossed and his face without sadness or joy.

The calm Victor Theseus bowed slightly: "Then the next witness ......"

"Your Excellency!"

Before Victor could finish speaking, the dark-haired wizard with a blank face stood up, and his voice resounded through the hall:

"I hereby apply to the Trial Chamber to waive my right to call witnesses!"

"Your Excellency Loren Turin, the testimony of witnesses is not only your right, but also the authenticity of the evidence and testimony you have submitted before......"

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Albert Tarot. The black-haired wizard turned his head and bowed slightly to the old man who had kindly reminded him, with a formulaic smile on his face: "But I still hope that the Inquisition will accept my request and not call my witnesses." ”

"At the same time, I beg upon Lord Victor Hus and the Cabinet Ministers to adjourn for a period of time pending the formal summoning of the prisoner, Lusac Kovo himself, and to allow me to meet with mortals. ”

"After all... I am his defender, and at least I have the right to know his current physical condition and health, whether he will be able to officially appear in court, which I think is very important given the situation with Seran Corvo just now!"

The little priest's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Loren Turin in a daze.

Victor Hughes frowned slightly, as if he was very reluctant to accept this sudden situation.

"I don't think it's a good idea. ”

The Minister of the Seals, Metternich, smiled at the corner of his mouth and whispered beside Victor: "You also saw the mental condition of that child just now, and it is indeed difficult to explain. ”

"Whether or not Lusac Corvo is to blame is still undecided... If he has any accident in court, it will hurt His Majesty's face!"

"What's more... This is his own request, and what does it matter if we don't let him call witnesses?"

Victor narrowed slightly, but did not answer.

"I agree with the Lord Keeper of the Seals!"

The sudden voice shocked the entire Imperial Cabinet, and four pairs of eyes looked at the right hand of the throne in surprise - the Minister of War, Severin de Salion, who never took a position easily, why did he suddenly change his personality today?!

"It all depends on what I do, I just think Metternich is right!" The Minister of War, who was holding his shoulders, snorted coldly, and couldn't help but speak:

"It's really unreasonable to do this, but there are no rules for the Imperial Trial, as long as it is reasonable to ask for it...... He only asked for a temporary adjournment, and the royal trial in Metternich lasted three days and three nights, and no one said anything?!"

What's more, I really want to see how far this Brandon's Imperial Advisor can go... But this is certainly not what the Minister of War will say.

The Minister of the Seal shook his head helplessly, coughed lightly twice, and closed his eyes again.

After a moment of silence, Victor Theseus, who got up again, slowly raised his right hand and looked coldly at the countless gazes that shot at him in the council hall:

"With the authority granted to me by His Majesty Eckhart II, the Supreme Emperor of the Empire, I... Werther Hughes has now officially announced that the court has been adjourned for ——!"

As the words fell, there was an immediate burst of dense whispering between the seats below the steps.

The black-haired wizard, who breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, glanced to the side, and saw the little priest with a complicated expression, looking at him meaningfully.

The distorted inquisitor snorted coldly and shook his hand directly down the steps, expressing in the most direct way how dissatisfied he was with this result.

Albert just stepped forward and patted the black-haired wizard on the shoulder without saying much.

In the council hall, there was silence.

.................................

"Why did you do that?" said the voice of the little priest Webb, accompanied by footsteps approaching from behind.

is still full of enthusiasm, sincerity and simplicity, and a bit of a silly tone.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Loren, who looked indifferent, turned around: "Maybe Priest Weber can answer it for me?"

The little priest raised his head, his gaze a little evasive:

"You already know?"

"Know what?"

"Loren ......"

"Webb, we're friends... When I was in the Duchy of Lothair, you helped me more than once. The black-haired wizard spoke slowly, his voice containing some unclear emotion: "So I want you to tell me in person, what do I know?"

"Really... Do you want me to say it myself?"

The little priest bit his lower lip, and there was a hint of grief in his eyes: "I really don't want to do this... But there was no other chance. ”

There was a moment of silence, and the two of them looked at each other with different expressions.

"From Lusac Kovo... No, it must have been that since I came to the imperial capital of Golovin, I have been wondering who my enemy really is, and who is always standing in a place where I can't see, but it affects my plans every step of the way. ”

With some inexplicable emotion, Loren, who chuckled, spoke:

"Is it the Holy Cross Church, which is hostile to the wizarding class and wants to kill all wizards in the world?"

"Is it the Crown Prince Conrad who is in the Broken Mountain Fortress, but there are still countless people willing to serve him?"

"Is it the Chamber of Commerce that wants to frame me in every possible way and make me have to work for it with huge debts?"

"Or is it the old-fashioned aristocracy who stands in the shadows, eager to cut me down with a thousand knives for interfering in their interests?"

"Or maybe the whole thing was actually the plan of His Majesty Eckhart II?"

"Or maybe it's a trap deliberately set by the wizards of the Royal Academy to lure me in?"

With every word the black-haired wizard said, the little priest's brow appeared an extra trace, and his complicated expression became even more solemn.

"Neither, behind the scenes is an enemy who knows me better. Loren raised his eyebrows, shook his head and put his hands behind his back, and a formulaic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It's the person who has always gone out of his way to help me and made me never have any doubts. ”

"The real darkness is always hidden under the lamp!"

Lowering his head, the little priest's shoulders twitched slightly.

"Whether it's the initial evidence, the only witness, the possible lead... It's all thanks to you, convinced that my friend would rather betray the Church, and is doing everything in his power to help me find all possible clues. ”

"That's right... Who would have thought that a little priest who was simple, stupid, naïve, cowardly, and full of smirk, always harboring inexplicable and upright wishes......"

"It's the real unfathomable monster!"

The little priest slowly raised his head, and there was only piety and stubbornness in his eyes.

"Feel free to be sarcastic and sarcastic, this is the price you should pay for betraying your friends. Despite this, the little priest's expression was still painful, and there were even tears in the corners of his reddened eyes:

"But... Like Loren you said, Lena de Salion... Your only witness will no longer be to testify against you and Lussac Corvo, and once she appears, it will be the moment when this royal trial ends. ”

In other words, you have lost your strongest and only hole card, and the outcome of this pre-judgment is a foregone conclusion, and it is impossible to change it. ”

"Lussac Corvo has to pay for what he did before... But for the sake of Thran Corvo, I will not let him be put to death, for that will not lead to anything good except for the hatred that will perpetuate. ”

Loren snorted and turned his head in disdain.

"Hatred and prejudice can be erased over time, and painful memories will not end well, and they are definitely not what the Holy Cross expects. ”

Shaking his head heavily, the little priest who puffed up his chest looked at him: "Loren, I have said more than once that faith belongs to everyone... I never forgot what I said. ”

"I will let all the shamans and the believers of the Holy Cross witness it with their own eyes in the court of the royal judgment......"

"How will a new era begin?"