Chapter 842: Acting (Quick!) )
"Are you satisfied? Marshal? Jeno said triumphantly.
He still stood at the threshold, between the junction of the chamber and the door, and stood there. This was the only exit from the chamber, and guarding it meant that no one could escape from the chamber, and the guards outside would not want to rush in past him.
Tiana's brow furrowed, but she wasn't speechless.
"Envoy Geno has a close relationship with Galio, but a mage?"
As we all know, Galio was built from the Forbidden Stone, and magic was required to power the Colossus, so it was no surprise that Tiana asked.
But she knowingly asked, just to wake up the others, Jeno's identity is a mage who is hated and rejected by Demacia.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a commotion in the crowd. Even Galen, who approached Gawen without any movement when the colossus approached Jiawen just now, immediately touched his hand to the hilt of the big sword.
In the face of everyone's fierce eyes, Jeno did not change his face: "As a foreigner, I have not violated the stone rules. The impetus for the Colossus came not from me, but from a piece of ice that Silas had snatched. ”
As he spoke, Jeno accurately threw an ice crystal onto the conference table in front of Tiana, and the cold magic contained in it immediately covered the table with a layer of hoarfrost, causing the fear in her eyes to spread like this hoarfrost.
The cold spread, and Jiawen, who was closer to her, immediately sneezed. He had just squandered his sweat in the training hall not long ago, and now he was wrapped in a sweat-wicking robe, and he could easily catch a cold when attacked by the cold.
Even as the fire burned behind him, he felt like he was in the cold winter of Freljord. Zhao Xin was also very familiar with this feeling, and he had already accompanied the old king to fight on the north wind tundra more than once.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Jeno saw that Tiana was fine, but Jiawen was frozen instead, immediately apologized, and asked Zhao Xin to get Zhen Bing back and Jeno himself to take care of it. "Lao Zhao, throw Zhen Bing back, remember to use tools, don't get started directly, otherwise your hands will not be protected."
"Ahem." Zhao Xin looked at the dragon spear that Jiawen was holding in his hand, and felt that it was a bit overkill, so he picked up a dead branch that was blown in by Galio. Take one end and the other to uncover the ice crystals, and fly them back into Jeno's hands.
During this period, Jiawen didn't speak during the whole process, and I don't know if he was frozen and couldn't speak. After Jeno collected the ice crystals, he snatched the dead branch full of ice cubes and threw it into the fire behind him, trying to make the fire burn more vigorously to drive away the remaining cold.
Some people are embarrassed, some people are dumbfounded, some people are silent, but none of these have anything to do with Jeno, his expression is leisurely, and he doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong. If Gavin wants to blame, blame Tiana for targeting him three times and twice, he is just proving it.
"Alright, let's get started, it's been a long time coming." Jiawen broke the silence and the meeting officially began.
"Bring Silas up!" The judge shouted.
"Get on your knees."
Two guards pressed Silas down and pushed him to the center of the semi-circular table, in front of the councillors.
His face was yellow, weak, and he looked hungry for many days. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, and a pair of godless eyes roamed among these noble lords, his gaze was bleak, and he seemed to have no strength to hate. But his knees were still erect, unwilling to kneel down for his so-called pigs.
"Don't you kneel down when you see Your Majesty?" The soldier who escorted him up opened his mouth in anger, but Silas turned a deaf ear, and a pair of eyes roamed over Gavin's crown in a trance.
Silas' resistance caused Gavin to narrow his eyes, and a chill shot out of his eyes that a pure prince should not have. The eyes of the Tiana couple on the side also became cold and piercing, and even the upright Galen hated Silas extremely much.
As for the others, they were dismissive of Silas, who was of inferior origin.
"Silas of Sideditch, get on your knees!" The guard slammed Silas into the knee, and finally made him stumble to his knees. The sound of the knee hitting the marble floor was so loud that some people gasped.
"Silas of Sideditch Town, if you have any grievances against me, you can say it directly." Jiawen said angrily.
He should be angry when he was so disrespectful, not to mention that Silas was still his enemy, he should have drawn his sword the moment he saw him, but as a prince, he swallowed it. For the sake of my father's last wishes......
Silas's lips moved slightly, but only gasped.
Jiawen frowned: "What's the matter?" Didn't you give him food? He didn't even have the strength to speak. ”
"Back to Your Majesty, the daily meals have been delivered, and it is Silas who refuses to eat while in prison." The leader of the Demon Hunter Corps replied.
Jeno frowned, he was just thinking that Silas wasn't dead, not considering that he would be too hungry to speak. Actually, he should have asked Evelyn to send him some wowotou, anyway, four is only a dollar, hehe!
Seeing that his lips were chapped, Zhao Xin personally poured a cup of tea for Silas.
"Drink, moisten your throat." Zhao Xin squatted down and handed the water to Silas, who hesitated.
Silas felt a sense of respect from Zhao Xin's body.
He doesn't look down at him with the eyes of a bedbug like the others, and he doesn't say disgusting things like "Drink, this is what the chief is giving you a handout." Instead, they treated him as a human being, and this humility was precisely the kind of character that the proud Demacians, or even Silas himself, would not have.
But he didn't know that the old king who died because of him was such a kind of person. And the prince should have been, but because of the death of the old king, his temperament changed.
For Zhao Xin's sake, Silas drank the tea.
"Little Wang cub, don't be coy, your demon hunter has poisoned the dish and wants to poison me. Fortunately, I accidentally knocked over the food and was tested for poison by rats, otherwise I would not be standing here today! Vile! ”
Silas coughed twice, still holding a grudge against himself for being poisoned by the rats.
Gavin IV's face immediately hardened, and he turned his head to look at the half-masked corps commander, his eyes cold to the bone.
"Your Majesty, I don't know this, many members of the Demon Seeker have been killed by mages, so they hate it very much, so they will appear......" His gaze flickered, intentionally or unintentionally falling on Tiana, as if he was communicating something.
"I don't want to listen to explanations, I want to see who is lynching!" Gavin yelled and interrupted their covert communication.
"Yes! Your Majesty! I'll do a thorough look after the meeting! ”