The confrontation between the prosecution and defense ended, and the presiding judge, Lu Xingzhou, announced an adjournment. The collegial panel will make a final decision after a closed-door discussion.

Because of the urgent need for work, Zheng Qin left first, leaving Ah Guang to wait for the verdict.

Anyway, the verdict was already predestined.

Ah Guang found Finoano in the side hall of the 27th court. At this time, the reception room of the court has become the home of the urban and rural committee, and the relevant personnel who came to observe or testify had a warm exchange with Fei Fei on the grounds of congratulations on winning the lawsuit. Xiaobai's best friend is beautiful, long-sleeved and good at dancing, and has a special identity, so she is very popular, and even the eldest young master of Farsher is stammering.

The side hall across the door was unusually cold, and Fenoano sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking anxious and painful. He was waiting for the final verdict, hoping for the slim chance.

When Ah Guang walked in, Mellon nodded to him imperceptibly.

"Hello."

Hikari said hello and sat down across from Fenoano.

Of course, Fenoano knew Ah Guang, and during the trial, Ah Guang was clever and belittled the world of Liddell to the point of being useless. His eyes were about to burst into flames, and he wanted to eat the murderer in front of him alive.

But he is a politician, and no matter how strong his feelings are, they can only be buried deep in his heart.

"Hello."

His hand briefly touched Ah Guang, and then tilted his head out the window, not wanting to see the enemy's triumphant appearance. He kept things to a minimum, not wanting Liddell's civilization to be disgraced by his faux pas, especially at such a time of national extinction.

"The scenery here is very average." Ah Guang noticed that Fei Noano was staring at the pool outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and smiled disapprehantly, "Many visitors from the Outlands are often very disappointed when they come to Earth for the first time. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay much attention to the scenery." Holding his chin in his left hand and not looking at Ah Guang, Finoano asked, "May I ask the Immortal Lord for any advice, if it is to make a declaration of victory, then you can say it now." ”

"The case is a business matter, and we don't have a personal vendetta between the two of us, do we, Mr. Fenoano."

"For you, maybe the destruction of our civilization is just a small mistake in the work for the Immortals, but not for me."

Fnoano's hands were clenched, and his nails pierced into his palms, "I have five lovely daughters, and a beautiful wife. ”

"They're all dead, for a ridiculous reason! Mr. Guang, this is not a business, far from it! ”

"May they rest in peace."

"They will not rest in peace until the murderer receives the retribution he deserves." Fenoano stared at the pretending Ah Guang, "We will take revenge!" ”

Ah Guang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, revenge is the natural power of intelligent beings. ”

Speaking of this, Ah Guang suddenly thought of something interesting, and laughed.

"After all, your civilization is indeed not bad, and the Elro elves of Castile not only did not take revenge on you, but also regarded you as benefactors. You guys play beautifully, and our urban and rural committees can't compare. ”

When it was said that the only sore spot was, Fenoano was a little flustered. He was silent for a moment and closed his eyes.

"My family has been working on the research and production of the Lidl Medical Warehouse on the home planet, and I certainly hope that the Union Council will focus on this aspect of trade.

However, the competition in the same industry is too fierce, our products have no obvious advantages, and we have been unable to open the market for a long time, and we have been operating dismally.

Personally, I've always been in Council against Castile's elven trade, but that's not something I can control. ”

"But even so!" Fenoano opened his eyes and slammed the table and roared at Ah Guang, "Damn it's our group of shameless politicians and businessmen, not innocent people!" ”

"Oh, innocent." Ah Guang smiled playfully, "Mr. Fenoano, in fact, I didn't want to discuss business with you, I have a few small questions for you here." The milk you mentioned in the trial gave me some thoughts. ”

"Why, Lord Immortal will also take a fancy to the little possessions of our backward and barren world?" Fnoano said mockingly, "I'm sorry, but the milk has been destroyed along with the planet, and even if there is, you can't imagine the most precious thing of our civilization." ”

Ignoring Fnoano's provocation, he spread out the folder in his hand, picked up the pen and began to record.

"Mr. Fenoano, may I ask if the healing liquid in the medical chamber you produced is a replica of the milk you said."

"Yes."

It's not a secret, but it's strange that officials of the alliance would pay attention to such a detailed matter.

"I borrowed a Liddell's medical pod and researched it a little." Ah Guang explained, "Is it really a replica?" So my second question, may I ask, is the real Liddell milk with a fragrance? You said at the trial that the milk is sweet, but you didn't mention the fragrance. ”

"Why do you know this?!"

Fenoano's gaze sharpened, one of Liddell's core secrets. Milk is Liddell's treasure, and after scientists successfully replicated it, all natural milk wells have been sealed for years, and very few people have access to them. Fenoano is a high-ranking leader, and his own family is involved in milk research, so he knows a lot about this.

Only those who have actually come into contact with milk will know that the heavenly liquid also carries an indescribably gentle fragrance. Even Mellon, the assistant next to him, probably didn't know this.

How could this outsider in front of him know such a secret? But Fenoano was relieved. Yes, the Immortals are omnipotent, and anything that can happen can happen when they open their eyes, and it's not easy to get some of Liddell's little secrets.

Besides, it's not a secret, the home planet has been destroyed, and there is no point in keeping it.

"You're right, raw milk, with an indescribable scent." He replied to Ah Guang.

"You mean you can't describe it?" Ah Guang opened his eyes in surprise.

"Yes, that's not any smell we're familiar with." Fnoano recalls being in the lab as a young man, "We tried for many years, but we couldn't replicate that special atmosphere. Our technology is primitive and backward, so are you satisfied, Lord Immortal! ”

"Technology has nothing to do with it." Ah Guang looked at the photos in the folder playfully, "Last question, in your myths and legends, the goddess of creation is named Haiya?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, that's right, thank you for your cooperation."

Ah Guang put away the signature pen, closed the folder and stood up to shake hands with Fenoano again, "No matter what the verdict is, the Urban and Rural Committee will transfer 60 million entropy knives for you as compensation for the accident." ”

It was a huge sum of money, but Fenoano was neither relieved by the compensation nor refuted by the money.

His gaze was fixed on the folder in Ah Guang's hand, the immortal had asked three normal questions just now, but the three questions put together made the hairs on Feinoano's body stand on end.

The politician's acumen made him instinctively aware that this folder contained secrets that he had to know.

"Lord Immortal!" He didn't let go of his grip on Ah Guang's hand, "Why are you asking me these three questions?" ”

"Just confirming some details of the work."

"Can you show me the papers you have?" Fenoano refused to let go of his hand.

"This ......"

Ah Guang had an inexplicable look on his face, and he looked at Finoano, who was in a state of anxiety, "Although it's not a confidential document, there's nothing wrong with showing it to you." ”

"But are you sure you want to see it?" "Sometimes, truth is not optimal, and ignorance is also a kind of happiness. Like the Elro elves of Castile, they're having a good time, aren't they, as long as they don't accidentally let them see the cage. ”

"Okay, well, Mr. Fenoano, since you insist." Ah Guang sat back on the sofa and handed the folder to him, "Then please." ”

Mr. Fianoano opened the folder, which was a stack of personnel forms, like we often see, with a two-inch bareheaded ID photo in the upper left corner, and the rest of the place was "place of birth", "identification number", "race" and other information. Look at the color of the age is very old. The cover of the form reads "Registration Form for Missing Staff".

"This is the Alliance's Missing Immortals Registration Form, and the area under the jurisdiction of the Urban and Rural Committee includes many barren mountains and mountains, so this work of the headquarters office was shoehorned into me."

Seeing Finoano's inquiring gaze, Ah Guang explained helplessly.

The headquarters dumped the pot for one reason, and the other reason was that Ah Guang's name was outside, and this kind of no-trace thing was handed over to him.

"The invincible Immortals will also disappear?"

"Ah, there were indeed a lot of problems at the end of the empire, which belonged to the historical legacy, and most of them suddenly entered the realm of the Brahman in unknown places."

"Brahma Realm?" Fenoano asked.

"You can think of it as an eternal slumber." "But these aren't the facts you need to care about, I think you're looking for this page. ”

Ah Guang reached out and flipped the form to the page he had just registered. Finoano's gaze fell on the ID photo in the upper left.

This is a woman who looks very gentle and intellectual, with blonde hair that reflects her snow-white skin and has a maternal glow. But in the bright smile, two beautiful teeth were slightly exposed, which made her a little girlish cute.

Extreme shock permeated Fenoano's body, a face that was well known to everyone in the Liddell world, as her sculpture was printed on the cover of all secondary school students' history books.

One day in Liddell's sweet age, the great artist Thelyon was lost in the desert, and in his dying of extreme thirst, he seemed to see the light of the warm heavens, and in the light, a gentle and beautiful woman came down from heaven and hugged him, and saved his life with her own milk.

After waking up, Tellion firmly believed that the warm image was the goddess of creation, Haiya. He spent the rest of his life in sculpture. He completed more than a hundred lifelike sculptures from memory. Among them, "Goddess Haiya Feeds the World" is the most outstanding. In this statue, the goddess Haya gently picks up a man and feeds him with her own AA.

This masterpiece of art was regarded as a masterpiece of Liddell's civilization by later generations, in which Haya represents Liddell's home planet, and the fed man represents all the people of Liddell.

The picture of this statue was solemnly printed on the cover of the history textbook, so the image of the goddess Haiya is known to everyone.

"Goddess Haiya is not a myth?" Fenoano looked up and asked incredulously, "Is there really one?" ”

"Indeed, there are people." Ah Guang nodded, "It's a bit old, after all, it's the old empire." Her real name has been forgotten, but the name of the Lady of the Lantern is still ringing in the multiverse. She is a powerful and compassionate immortal who has healed countless worlds. ”

"If Goddess Haiya does have a person, it should be." Fenoano sighed with emotion. When intelligent beings learn information about their Creator, they often get caught up in the search for the bottom of things. Because of all the ultimate questions, 'Where do I come from?' the Creator is almost the only answer.

Fenoano temporarily put aside the opposition between friend and foe, and threw three questions at Ah Guang in a row, "The goddess is a member of the alliance?" She's missing? She's in a deep sleep? ”

"Found it now."

"Where?"

Ah Guang looked at him amusedly and replied, "You eat her body every day, and you actually ask me where she is?" ”

"I don't understand what you mean."

"Milk." Ah Guang's mouth spit out these two words indifferently, "The milk you call is the flow of Haiya's healing divinity. Your home planet is Haya's body.

Your replica of your milk is clumsy, but it still retains some of Haiya's strength. Otherwise, with your low-end technological strength, how could you have imitated a mysterious creation of this magnitude.

The Immortals are eternal, and Haiya's body, your home planet, must still be in the ruins of the Dyson Sphere. Make good use of that compensation, find her, and treat her well. ”

"After all, you grew up eating her flesh and blood."

"Lord Immortal, you don't have to explain this! If things are as you say, our people will be kind to the body of the goddess. Fnoano retorted excitedly, "Goddess Haiya is so kind to our people that she is our common mother, and there is no ingratitude in the dictionary of our Lidders!" ”

When Ah Guang heard this, he couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed rudely.

"Master Aguang, what do you mean!"

Ah Guang stopped laughing, he stretched out his hand, and tapped the birthplace column on the form. Finoano was excited just now, and didn't look at the table carefully.

It reads

Place of birth: Castile

Race: Eero Elves

Fenoano covered his mouth with his hands, and a feeling of incomparably absurdity rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"It can't be." He muttered to himself.

Hikari stood up and pulled back the folder, he took a small flower from his pocket and threw it to the dejected Finoano.

"It's called lantern flowers, wildflowers that are everywhere in Castile."

"Innocent? Hehe. When Ah Guang said the word for the third time, he shook his head and turned to leave.

Fenoano's fingertips trembled and sniffed the lantern flower, which was the familiar and indescribable gentle scent.

"Oh my God......"

Mellon, who had been standing next to him, had a complicated expression, he looked at Ah Guang's gradually departing back, and suddenly thought of a word.

Murder and heart.

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After discussion by the collegial panel, Justice Lu Xingzhou ruled that Liddell v. the Urban and Rural Committee was against humanity, massacre, and abuse of power, and Liddell lost the case due to insufficient evidence.

The dejected Finoano did not linger, and he staggered back to the devastated world of Liddell. He did not choose revenge, but soon after, with endless grief and guilt, he died depressed.

His aide Mellon succeeded to the position of interim president, and after a year the word "temporary" became "official", and twenty years later "official" became "lifelong".

President Mellon, who reigned for one hundred and seven years, remained in office until his death.

During his tenure, Liddell made full use of the League's reparations to rebuild his hometown internally and his relationship with Castile and the Alliance externally.

In the twenty-seventh year of Mellon, the Liddell civilization rebuilt the Dyson sphere on a nearby star, a work that was originally estimated to take 300 years, which was later called the "Mellon miracle" by later historians.

In the thirty-eighth year of Mellon, as Liddell's president for life, he personally went to Castile and knelt down in front of the newly completed Wormtide War Memorial to apologize to all the Hérault elves who died in the war. This saved the reputation of the Lidl world, and trade between the parties gradually resumed.

In the fifty-second year of Mellon, the Liddell civilization completely excavated the divine body of the lantern goddess Haiya. In recognition of the great contribution of the Liddell civilization, the Alliance chartered the world of Liddell to purchase healing-related occult technology. Since then, the healing technology of the world of Liddell has advanced by leaps and bounds, eventually becoming a well-known medical rehabilitation center in the multiverse.

President Mellon, at the age of 130, died in his own home, followed by his second wife a few hours later.

But he left behind a vibrant, prosperous and wealthy world.

Mellon was later called the greatest leader of the Liddell civilization. His fame is on par with that of the sages of Liddell's Sweet Age, and like the immortal body of Haya, he will always guide the path of this civilization.

It's ridiculous!

Priestess, final.