Astonished, angry, noisy, terrified...... The atmosphere in the entire council hall was extremely chaotic and treacherous, and it was only because of the majesty of His Majesty Eckhart II that it was not completely chaotic.

That's right, that's the situation.

Lussac Corvo was dead, and for the vast majority of the nobles the whole Imperial Judgment was a foregone conclusion, and anyone of sound mind could understand with his toes that the people of the Church had won.

Under the established rules, Loren has no chance of winning... The man he was defending had committed suicide without leaving any last words... It even saves the church the trouble of finding evidence, because no matter what they want to say, no one will come forward to refute it.

If you follow the rules, you will die, and the only option is to overturn the rules they have set.

Stir up the situation and let the seemingly invincible enemy collapse without a fight... It may sound difficult, but it's not impossible...... The front built by the Church of the Holy Cross is also not as strong as it seems.

The House of Nobles, composed of 300 nobles who regarded wealth as their fate, were selfish, greedy for power, and flattering, and it was destined that these people could be coerced and seduced, or they could be attacked head-on, and they could be willingly obeyed by coercion, or even blackmail.

And the means of the Holy Cross Church are even simpler than that... Pure fear makes them dare not disobey the wishes of the church, especially when the church has an absolute advantage, and even fewer people are willing to stand up.

But the authority built up by fear will also be evaporated by the loss of fear... Long before he spoke, Loren had expected that there would be no unanimity in the Imperial Cabinet.

Thus, the moment Metternich, the Lord of the Seals, was the first to stand up for the black-haired wizard's point of view, the scales of victory began to tilt.

The court is in a mess, and the Imperial Cabinet is divided... The entire royal trial will inevitably reach an impasse under the leadership of Victor Hughes, a fair and strict judge.

The evidence would then be irrelevant, nor would it matter whether Lussac was still alive or not, and the chaotic situation made the three hundred noble councils no longer afraid of the authority of the Church and unwilling to bribe their wizards and the Church, so that the group could make the final decision purely on their own hearts without considering their interests.

In the end, it is no longer light and justice that will win the final victory, but which side's words and rhetoric can be approved by more noble parliamentarians and even the imperial cabinet.

For Loren and the Royal Wizarding Academy, they don't need to have the collective approval of the three hundred noble councillors like the Church;

The Royal Wizarding Academy is not the Church of the Holy Cross, and if it is too strong, it will not be supported... At this time, pretending to be miserable and pitiful is also a strategy, and it can also get more recognition without involving interests.

The ecclesiastical inquisitor Terres Leufer did not anticipate this, for he was still not a politician at heart, but a religious man with an overly strong desire for power and utilitarianism, for whom fear and power were omnipotent, the power that could put an end to everything.

Therefore, he could not and would never have expected such a situation to happen.

But Loren expected it.

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"What I have in my possession is the research materials of the 'drug trial' when Lussack Corvo presided over it fifteen years ago, which records in detail and clearly the entire process of the so-called 'experiment', and even includes the causes and results of the whole incident. ”

As he spoke, the black-haired wizard who raised the parchment scroll in his hand turned around and looked at the three hundred noble councillors sitting at the foot of the steps: "In the most widely circulated sentence in the imperial capital, these... It's the hard proof of Lussac Kovo!"

"But... Is that really the case?"

The little priest's expression was cloudy, but he never stood up to contradict Loren's wishes.

"On July 25, the number of patients treated was 435, 30 were cured, 105 were improved, 200 were ineffective, and 100 were deteriorating and even dying. ”

The black-haired wizard with a calm complexion, his right hand holding the scroll trembled slightly:

"If it's just for the sake of documenting new agents... There is no doubt that drug reactions should be the most important part of the overall picture, but in fact, on the contrary, the most important thing in the file is actually the effect. ”

"Why is this happening?"

"The reason is very simple...... Loren sighed, "because from beginning to end, it was not a 'new potion' experiment at all, but a complete natural and man-made disaster!"

"Please recall that what was the first response of the Pharmacists' Guild when that incident happened? ”

"The so-called 'invitation to buy hearts' is that these pharmacists are doing their best to suppress the massive plague that has begun to break out!"

When the words fell, the whole hall was shocked!

"Nonsense!"

The inquisitor's expression contorted, and a flame burned in his cold pupils.

"I brought in a plan for the construction of the Imperial Capital's Civilian Quarters fifteen years ago—the Imperial Empire's tax constraints prevented it from extending the city's sewer network to the civilian areas, and the elevated aqueducts that provided clean water were also not covered there. ”

"Crowded living environment, polluted water sources, all kinds of household waste that cannot be cleaned up in time... And, of course, there is the uncontrolled, completely chaotic situation of order, which has led to a large-scale plague outbreak in the civilian area!"

"To put it simply... The so-called 'basic medical care' was just the last resort of the empire, which could not afford to lay sewers and elevated canals, in the face of plague-plagued slums. ”

"Even the so-called 'nearly 1,000 dead and wounded' is nonsense...... According to the notes of Master Lussac Kovo, the death toll in the ghetto at that time was at least nearly 10,000, and not less than 8,000!"

"When the garrison is completely unable to block the news, it is already time for the whole plague to start to improve!"

"As for the 'experimental new drug'... Yes, it does. ”

"For the Apothecary Guild of the Imperial Capital, the scale of the plague back then was unheard of, and the severity of the situation was unheard of, and without Master Lussack Kovo in that situation, the entire guild would be completely helpless!"

"Is there a danger in developing a new drug? Absolutely. ”

"Did Lussac Corvo and the entire Apothecary Guild know that there is more than a quarter of the chance that this potion will cause the patient to suffocate to death? ”

"Are they using new drugs on patients without them knowing it? Absolutely. ”

"Is there any other way to save these poor people who are plagued?"

In the dead silence, Loren's tone was extremely resolute:

"Of course...... Nope!"

"Under the premise that the entire imperial capital is helpless, a brand-new potion with a three-quarters probability of curing the disease is already very remarkable, and it can be called a miracle!"

"Master Lussac Covo, he made a very simple multiple-choice question - exchange the death of one for the life of three... Otherwise, the tens of thousands of residents in the entire slum will only be left with white bones!"

After saying this, the dark-haired wizard with a gloomy expression sighed slightly:

"Perhaps Master Lussac was so reckless that he did not even think carefully, but in such a situation he had no room to think about! He was confronted with a plague that he had never been exposed to, and who knew nothing of his illness. ”

"Therefore... As a wizard, I don't think Master Lussack Kovo was at fault in the plague events of that year!"

Loren turned, redirected his gaze at Victor Theseus on the stage, put the scroll down, touched his chest with his left hand, and bowed.

The chaotic atmosphere suddenly became very subtle.

"There is only one mistake made by Lussac Kovo......"

"That's what he's capable of... It's so limited!"