A momentary stumble made Pattin's body curl up, and his hands were on his head. He didn't know what Lulunaka had done this time, but the feeling of falling like the plank under his feet had been pulled apart made him react in the most appropriate way right away. Fortunately, he was not a prisoner with a noose, his hands and feet were free, and there was no rope around his neck.

However, the fall did not last long, and it could even be said that it was only a momentary thing. Padding felt like he had landed on the ground, and his feet didn't hit him much. He lowered his hands and pulled out the knife pinned to his waist.

There was a white fog in front of me, thicker than just now, and I couldn't see anything. With a visual range of only a few meters, Patin is now completely blind. If pure darkness makes people panic, then pure white doesn't make people feel much better, especially this suspicious fog.

After the whole person went down, he saw such a scene, and Pattin's heart was full of doubts. There was no Olga, no Julius, and no Lulunaka. The four of them were supposed to have fallen together, but after landing, the other three were gone. Now it's just Pattin.

It shouldn't be that way. Patin looked around, but it didn't seem to make sense. There was a thick fog all around, he couldn't see anything, there were no brick patterns on the ground, there were no strange buildings around, he couldn't see the sky, he couldn't see the sun, and there was no one around.

If the other three who fell with Patin saw the same view, then they shouldn't have gone too far. In such a place, Patin lost even a sense of distance, and he had no idea whether the place was spacious or cramped.

He was standing there now, not knowing what to do. Will he stay here and stay motionless, or will he venture into the fog? Or rather, he is already in the fog, but he doesn't realize it.

For some reason, Pattin's current situation gave him a strong feeling. The feeling made his heart palpitate. It wasn't the intense heartbeat of the high, or the fear that made the heart beat violently. This feeling is a sense of powerlessness.

Paddin didn't know why he felt this way at this time. It's because there is a white expanse in front of you, you can't see anything, you can't see the direction...... He thinks he's not such a sentimental person, so what is influencing him?

At this time, a "line" appeared in the fog in front of Patin's eyes. The line split the white mist in two, as if a white curtain had been opened. The fog moved to both sides, and something appeared that Patin's had not even expected.

In such a fog, and still by Lulunaka's side, Padding felt that he would not be surprised, no matter what happened. But the sight that appeared before his eyes now still made him feel unbelievable.

The white mist cleared, and what appeared in front of Pattin's eyes were rows of seats, stacked on top of each other from near to far, from high to low. Patin looked around, not only the fog in front of him had disappeared, the fog around him just now seemed to be an illusion, and now it was completely gone, and only countless seats could be seen. And where he himself stood, surrounded by these seats, it seemed that he could not find his way out at all.

And it seems a little difficult for Padin to leave. In front of each of the seats closest to Patin, stood a tall piece of armor. The armor was airtight, and the helmet and joints were tightly wrapped, making it impossible to tell if a person was wearing armor or empty.

Patin didn't know why he was in such a scene, whether it was a reality under the white fog or an illusion caused by the fog? But he knew that this place was more luxurious than he could have imagined as a courtroom.

There seemed to be some people sitting in the seats with no end in sight, but they were sitting far away for Patin to see. There was a faint voice in the seat behind those armors, but Patin couldn't see anyone because the armor blocked his view. And Pattin, where he now stands, is naturally not a stage—it is more like the judgment seat where sinners should stand.

Patin touched the knife around his waist and found that it was gone. For him, the sword is not as easy as the sword after all, but he has lost the pride of the knight, and he is really unwilling to use the sword again. Now, it seems that he has lost even the knife. It made him laugh, but the bitter taste couldn't get rid of it.

Now he seems to be a fish on someone else's chopping board. Patin didn't think anything in front of him had any kindness to him, and the murderous intent emanating from the armor, and the whispers coming from the equivalent of the judgment seat and the spectator seat, made him feel insecure.

The armor in front of Patin's front moved, as did the two armors next to it, allowing the seat to appear in front of Patin.

Two men and a woman sat in front of Pattin, who couldn't see their faces or the expressions on their faces. But he could feel contempt, hatred, and anger.

"You go with the flow. A man's voice rang out and spread throughout the table.

"You kill innocents indiscriminately. Then came a woman's voice.

"You are treacherous. Another man's voice.

Three sentences, like three knives, plunged into Pattin's chest. Patin took a few steps back, "Who are you?"

"We are the judges. ”

"We are judges. ”

"We are executioners. ”

"You have no right to judge me!" cried Pattin, "if you think this will bring me to my knees......

Padding's next words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. In front of his eyes, the face of the blurred man became clear. Those were people he would never forget in his life.

Slandered as a witch、He can only execute a woman。 Teach him to be an honest and sincere father. Teach him how to be a knight's old master.

If everything in front of you is an illusion, then it is too real. But the expressions on their faces made Patin feel so strange—no, only the hatred on the woman's face was so familiar to him.

"Pattin, you're hypocritical. Pattin's father said.

"Edgar, you kill the weak. The old head of Patin said.

"Knight, you submit to authority. Said the woman who was killed by Pattin.

It wasn't just the three of them who were speaking, but the number of people in the room gradually increased, and more and more voices poured into him from all directions of Patin. These people who appeared were all people that Patin was familiar with, and some of them even died at the hands of Pattin.

"No opinions. ”

"Fear of power. ”

"Show off your strength. ”

"Hypocrisy. ”

"Fear of responsibility. ”

......

Every word hit Pattin's heart, making Patin involuntarily want to retreat, but he couldn't go back any further, if he took even one step back, he would die here - his heart would break, his soul would be beaten and shattered. It was then that he felt that Lulunaka was so merciful, because she had only taken away the knighthood he had fought for decades, and in this dock, he probably had more to lose.

"What kind of person is Padin Edgar?" a loud voice resounded through the courtroom for Pattin.

"A hypocritical person. ”

"A weak man. ”

"A timid man. ”

"A cowardly man. ”

The voices in the banquet came and went, and no one rushed to speak, and the sentences were coherent.

"And what is the end of him?" the voice continued.

"The death penalty. "The death penalty. "The death penalty. "Death ......"

Everyone has made a decision, and every decision has been consistent.

"Then, the trial is over. ”

Everything in Pattin's eyes was gone again, but the armor remained. Armoured hands with huge two-handed swords, spears, and axes slowly approached Pattin. Every step they took on the ground brought a heavy thud. Every step they took seemed like a death knell for Pattin.

Padin couldn't retreat, and there was nothing around him. There were no swords, no shields, and no armor.

But there was one thing that appeared in his hand, and it was a long stick. Patin reached out and grabbed the long stick and protected it in front of him.

"Is this the last weapon that your hypocritical heart can bring you?" the loud voice sounded again, "without the sharpness of a sword, without the sharpness of a spear, or the solidity of a shield...... Well, that's your last struggle, sinner. ”

"I may be a sinner. "But you will not be the one who can judge me." ”