Chapter 213: Court Session
"You.." Viscount White's half-outstretched hand froze in the air, an embarrassed smile on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"You're really kidding." Viscount White looked at Locke embarrassedly, smiled and took out a towel from his coat pocket, wiping the beads of sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.
"Oh? Am I not incomprehensible? Locke put away the banter on his face, and he said solemnly. I said I refused! β
"Do you think I'm going to be like those paladins you imagined, and when they hear your conditions, they will grovel to you? Do you think that we crusaders will be blinded by immediate interests one by one, as you imagine? Do you think that we, the people of Lordaeron, will still need you moths? β
"You're wrong! We're far stronger than you think! Locke looked at him disdainfully, "We have beliefs and ideals that you will never have in this life!" β
"Because of this noble belief and ideal! We are trying to survive in a country where natural disasters are rampant! We gather refugees to protect them! We arm civilians and teach them how to fight! We believe in the Light and arm our bodies and minds with it! We purify the polluted land! We rely on these meager resources to defeat the natural disasters here one after another! Just to keep Lordaeron's banner from falling! β
"This is the ideal and the belief!"
"You understand what?" Locke looked at Viscount White with a black face in front of him with contempt.
"And what will you do?" Locke stretched out his finger and calculated, "In addition to oppressing the common people, you plan to divide up the property of the kingdom, and stir up strife in all parts of the kingdom in order to compete for power and profit. What else do you do? β
"I'll tell you!" Locke pointed to his nose with disdain: "The cause of the Crusaders is noble!" If anyone or organization tries to interfere with all this! Then, they will all be my enemies! β
"Unlike other paladins and believers in the Light, I don't mind using violence to warn those with bad intentions. Because only then will certain people be able to remember these lessons! β
"Remember," said Locke, smiling as he put away his sinister face, "these are troubled times, and anything is possible." β
Viscount White had a dark face, and after listening to Locke's threatening words, he sneered a few times.
"I am a nobleman officially canonized by the kingdom, who would dare to threaten my safety?! This is treason! Could it be that Captain Harvey wants to be a traitor? β
"Don't forget, you're still in custody. Did you know that your current actions will lead to serious consequences?! β
"Oh? Is it? Can I understand that you are threatening a paladin who has fought all his life for the kingdom? Locke turned around easily and walked towards the house. A pleasant voice came. "Besides, I didn't say that, you think too much, Viscount White."
"Okay, I won't send you Viscount White, you please!
"Remember! A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye! That's my motto! β
The wooden door of the prayer room slammed shut!
Viscount White's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and it was clear that his mission had not been accomplished.
Standing alone for a moment, he turned and left the place under the smiling gaze of the guards.
Viscount White walked out of the prayer room in the side hall of the cathedral with a gloomy face, and several people outside, also dressed in noble robes, surrounded him.
One of the leading nobles looked around, turned to him and asked, "How is it!" Did he agree? β
"Paladins are old-fashioned idiots! Only they will put those righteous slogans on their lips every day! Viscount White tilted his head and spat at the lawn.
"So what if you don't suppress these people. Our plan is stillβ" said one of the nobles with some concern.
"It's just this little thing that makes it difficult for you calculating people to be like this?" A feminine voice came from among the nobles. "Hmph, if it doesn't work, make room. Speaker of the Noble Council, I've been staring at it for a long time. β
"Viscount Kuipel, everyone is now on the same front, we are here to discuss countermeasures, please don't speak in this tone!" White said to him with some dissatisfaction, "It's about the success or failure of our plans in the future!" β
Viscount Kuiper snorted and wiped his nose with a silk handkerchief, "This is not the place to talk, let's change places." β
The nobles left the cathedral and returned to their quarters in the monastery.
"Alright, now you can talk about what to do."
Back at their residence, the nobles began to ask anxiously.
"Do you know what our greatest strength is?" Viscount Kuiper covered his nose with a handkerchief and asked his fellow nobleman.
"We're aristocrats, do we need to ask?" One of them said dissatisfiedly, "We let you speak, you didn't let you come out and show off!" Hurry up and say something! β
"Hehe, bunch of idiots!" Viscount Kuiper shook his head with a superior smile, he wiped his palms with the smooth silk scarf in his hand, "We are now the nobles of the last largest remaining title in Lordaeron, and we are the Council of Nobles. β
"What does our Council of Nobles do? Make policies to help the king run the country. And the rights of the noble council are guaranteed by the laws of the kingdom. β
"Our greatest weapon is the law!" Viscount Quiper took out a book of the kingdom's laws and waved it, "It guarantees our rights, according to the laws of the kingdom, when the king and the heir die at the same time, we can temporarily take over the administration of the kingdom until a new heir appears in the royal family." β
"Now, anyone who does not recognize the rule of our noble council, they are violating the laws of the kingdom, so what do you need to do if you violate the law, do you still need me to teach you?"
"We all know that, but the paladins don't accept it. They don't cooperate, what can you do? One nobleman said, "Moreover, they are not the regular army of the kingdom!" We have no direct jurisdiction! They are the armed forces of the Church of Light! They also have the right to choose whether to accept or not to accept our management! β
"So, I said you were stupid!" Viscount Quupel was not hesitating to strike his companions, "in this book, this point is clearly stated. No organization or military force can be above the royal power! If there is a conflict, then the kingship is great! β
"Now, they don't explicitly reject us, they just have doubts about it."
"Of course! It would be counterproductive if we forcibly ordered them now. We have nothing to gain by pushing them in a hurry. Viscount Quiper paced around the room. It's up to us to take it one step at a time! β
"We can not seize the dominance of the army for the time being. But! We are going to recover all the recovered territories of the kingdom, and we are going to check all the information to find out who the lord of each land is. The lord is dead, so very good, the land is reclaimed into the hands of our noble council, we are responsible for taking care of it, and in the future the king will reward the new noble members! β
"The lord is not dead, so this is easy to do. And our party, the territory is returned to them. If they don't go all the way with us, they will be deprived of all their rights, and they will be expelled from the nobility, and you all know what excuse to use! β
"When we have taken control of all the land, the Crusaders will have to come to us without the support of all the industries of the land! What do they take to fight the scourge? What are you talking about recovering the kingdom?"
The onlookers whispered, and Viscount White stared at Quuppel with deep hostility.
"So, this time our bottom line is that we must gain control of the territory! Then gradually encroach on the territory of the kingdom and recover the land. Persecute them, bow to us! β
"So, what are we going to do about it now?" A nobleman asked Quappel, "Those fools of the Brotherhood of Light have been provoked by us. They have already begun to deal with the matter called Harvey Paladin, and the related trial work is also being prepared. Do we still need to do as planned? β
"Of course," said Viscount Quiper affirmed, "we need to make them understand that although the kingdom is like this, the laws of the kingdom must be obeyed. Otherwise, our future plans will be affected. β
"In the same way, we need to give the Paladins of the Crusaders a little bit of power. Let them know that our noble council has the means to clean them up," Viscount Kuiper coughed for a moment, "I have submitted my charges to the Grand Tribunal that was established. He was accused of treason and collaborating with the enemy. This has been approved by their courts, and I have begun to investigate. β
"This paladin named Harvey is a complete rookie in politics. I sent someone around the Silver Pines Forest and found a lot of evidence that could kill him. When the time comes, you guys watch the play carefully, and I will play it myself and let him fall into despair! β
"Hehe, he may really have a secret that people can't see!"
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Perhaps it was Locke's statement that played a role, and the soldiers on guard had a much better impression of Locke, and Sally came to deliver food and agreed to stay here for a while.
"Those words you said today were passed on by Master Chief Gramm. Everyone is very happy with what you said, what you said is fantastic! β
Sally said with a smile as she leaned back in her chair and watched Locke munching on her dinner.
Perhaps because of her age, Sally has become more mature than before. The tight uniform of the senior prosecutor on his body collapsed tightly, and his delicate figure was undoubtedly revealed. Her long, smooth hair hung down her cheeks to her chest, and she lay casually on her chest-high uniform.
In this regard, Locke looked at her with a smile while eating the food in his mouth, which was really delicious.
"The military supplies you brought back have been handed over to the Grand Prosecutor. He came down early this morning, and he came back from the mountain excitedly when I was about to come and bring you food. He said, with the existence of these things, your problem is not a problem at all! β
Locke coughed after swallowing a piece of meat.
Sally hurriedly got up and poured him a glass of boiling water, held it in front of him, and gently hammered him on the back.
"You don't have to eat slowly."
Locke drank the tea on the table in one gulp, and it was a little better.
He turned to Sally and asked, "Do those soldiers I brought with me know that I'm being held here now?" β
Locke is also very ambivalent about this. On the one hand, he didn't want the soldiers to know about it, for fear of causing trouble. On the one hand, he wanted to see what kind of expressions the soldiers he brought out would have after knowing that they were being held here.
"Maybe you know? After all, the survey about you might ask them! Sally shook her head, "I don't know the specifics. The Grand Prosecutor did not say. β
"Now, everything is on the bright side. However, he also said it. This has had a very great impact on our crusaders, and it needs to be concluded as soon as possible, and he has proposed that a trial be held against you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. β
"The relevant investigation and interrogation work has been carried out on other people in the past two days."
Sally looked at Locke with some concern, "I don't know if what you said today will have any other impact on you." After all, the Council of Nobles is now de jure the ruler of the kingdom. β
"Don't worry, Sally." Locke patted her hand gently, "We can't give them power, at least not yet. Great Lord, they won't agree! β
"Thatβ" Locke was a little embarrassed, he wanted to ask Bridget, but he didn't know whether to ask or not.
"Are you trying to ask Bridget?" The smile on Sally's face vanished, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth and looked at Locke fixedly.
"Iβ" Locke lowered his head, not daring to look her eyes, "I'm sorry, I wanted to ask." I wondered if I would bother her. β
"She's been confined to the room by General Abydis, and she won't be released unless necessary, at least until this storm."
Locke looked apologetically at Sally.
Sally shook her head a little tiredly, "Don't say that to me, I don't want to hear it now." β
"Okay, I'm leaving now, I can't come over after today, take care of yourself."
Sally quickly picked up the things on the table, then left with the basket, Locke wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Time flies, two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in those two days, as Sally said, no one has approached this place except for the guards who came to deliver the food, as if he had been forgotten.
And today, today Locke is going to accept this trial.
Early in the morning, Locke was taken to a small room in the hall of the cathedral and imprisoned.
Locke sat in what was like a small cell, adjacent to the Temple of Justice, where his trial would take place.
The Temple of Justice is a court where high-ranking military officers and paladins are tried, and it is difficult to open its doors several times a year.
And today, many people have come outside one after another.
Through a small window carved into the prison wall, Locke could hear the sound of people coming and going outside, as well as the sound of soldiers changing the guard. Occasionally, he could hear the sound of successive crashes coming from the bell tower in the Garden of Whispers.
The noisy sound of the monastery is very different from the relaxed and cheerful town of Iva, but with a rustic twist. He's still thinking about it a little bit, and he wants to go back there now.
Taken to this small room that resembled a prison, Locke's heart couldn't help but rise, he didn't know how his trial would go on, but he clearly understood that no matter what happened in the courtroom, his life might change dramatically here!
Locke thinks he's been in custody for 7 days, right?
Today he will be tried, and he does not know what charges he will be tried, perhaps leaving with the army without permission? Or because of an act of treason. But he believed that he should not be sentenced to death, not even imprisonment and demotion, and those efforts he made should not cause such a tragedy for him, and the great lords did not want to see such a result.
Locke was surprised to hear the echo of footsteps across the adjoining hallway. The proceedings have not yet begun, who will come? He heard the guards outside the door question a man, and then the latch clicked and the door opened.
Sally walked in a little depressed.
Locke stepped forward happily and shook her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you at this special time, Sally."
Sally shook her head and sat down in a small room inside the cell.
"Locke, is there anything else you're hiding from us?"
Locke looked at her in a daze.
"Why, do you keep those gnolls and kobolds in the Silverpine Forest?" Sally was a little angry and said, "Aren't they hurting our people deep enough?" β
"How can you allow these filthy creatures to live in the same town as our soldiers and civilians?? They are your enemies! I don't understand why you let them exist in our crusaders! Those creatures will never be honest! They're brainless brutes!" Sally scolded with a rare flushed face.
Locke looked at Sally in some surprise, he didn't understand why Sally's contrast was so great.
"I'm just enslaving them to work for us humans, that's all." Locke argued, "With them, our civilians will be greatly safeguarded." Those gnolls are doing the most dangerous jobs. β
Sally turned to the side and persuaded him, "It's not that simple, and you know it!" You have taken in our enemy, and this is the suspicion of collaborating with the enemy! Do you understand?! β
"For a while, in court, don't say too much about jackals and kobolds, and honestly admit your mistakes. The priests of the Brotherhood of Light are not like us, they..."
Just then, the door opened, and two guards walked in.
"You need to leave now, Inspector." One of the guards said. "We're going to take the prisoners to the Temple of Justice now."
Sally glanced back at Locke, gave him a pleading look, and left.
He straightened up and made himself look as good as he could, with self-esteem and confidence.
"My lord, according to the rules, we need to tie your hands." The guard said to Locke with a pair of handcuffs.