Immediately afterwards, the hammer sounded, and Justice Francis read the verdict: "Ophelia is not guilty of murder and inheritance theft because the chain of evidence is incomplete." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info sentenced Ophelia to a public apology, and Oppenheimer acquitted. Due to the sufficiency of the evidence and the seriousness of the circumstances, this court agreed to the defendant's counterclaim for the crimes of false accusation, defamation, and infringement of the right to reputation, and to hold the trial on a later date. This verdict was passed by a majority of the jury, is fair, lawful, valid, and is immediately enforced. Ophelia was asked to publicly apologize to the defendant for three days. If it is not enforced, the court will violently intervene and enforce it. Recess. ”

For a moment, Ophelia felt the sky fall, and her day turned into night. Suddenly, her eyes turned white, and a thick red line fell from her nose, and then she fainted, and fell to the ground, limp and unmoving.

Otto's anger was spinning, and he suddenly heard Filia whispering behind him: "Whoever the murderer is, I will avenge Frederick." Major General Claude. ”

Filia stood up expressionlessly, walked over with tears in her eyes, grabbed the railing of the witness stand, and told Claude in a frenzy: "Please send out the army, detain Otto and all the members of the Knights, detain Oppenheimer and all the lawyers, and in the name of the assassination of the military high-level, all the suspects will be isolated and tortured, and they will be strictly examined." Request the military to intervene in the investigation of the street scene, request the military department to set up an investigation team to question Ferdinand, and request a note from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to call the army headquarters in Prusha, asking them to order the presence of Grand Master St. Peter to confront him. ”

"You are starting a full-scale war in advance. Claude stared into Filia's eyes and observed cautiously, "So I want to know, are you talking as the Knight Captain of the Second Squadron, or are you talking to me as the second in line to the throne of Farina?"

"If a loyal and heart-to-earth Earl is crucified in the streets, then the army is nothing in the eyes of the murderer. This is the bottom line of tolerance. If war is going to come sooner or later, I want to start with a preemptive strike from the military department. Delphia was so grief-stricken that she wanted to drag the world into the abyss of despair, and her eyes burst into flames, and she demanded categorically: "Whoever the murderer is, I will execute him with my own hands." That's right, I swear by the name Farina, I'm going to execute him with my own hands. ”

Major General Claude looked at Filia for a long time, and he remembered Frederick's salute, which resembled the elegant Marquis William in his memory.

And Filia's incomprehensible look reminded him of the dragoon commander who suppressed the four fields, Admiral Farina.

"Good. Claude said a word that unveiled the frenzy of the new era.

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On the long blood-drenched street, the disemboweled horses miserably sprayed white mist, and their hot intestines flowed down the street, trampled on a piece of mud. The thick sweet smell of the abdominal organs and the smell of blood fought together.

The tall and mighty Corona Knight carefully dodged the intestines and rivers of blood on the ground, counting the dead on the ground while talking as if no one was around:

"The quality of the livers of these wounded soldiers is okay, do you want to dig them up and eat them?"

"You think this is a random suburb? Kill the witness and leave. Did that Lawrence find it?"

"Wait until I turn over the corpse. ”

Many civilians had been affected by the fierce fighting in the busy streets, and the wounded of the Silver Knights lay angry under the corpses of civilians, soaked in pools of blood and breathing weakly. Dressed in heavy armor, their arteries were cut, and they would soon die of blood loss, so the wandering Teutonic knights were too lazy to waste time killing the dying knights by simply brushing open the bodies with the tips of their swords, identifying Lawrence's face, and trying to make up for the witnesses.

Because in the time of death, a painful knife is a merciful relief. These Teutonic knights don't have time to be philanthropists. Because this is the center of the city, the Praetorian Guard, Dragoons, the secret police and the Weed-Guards will arrive soon.

Grand Master Teutonic walked over to the black sword that stood. This thick and heavy black sword nailed Frederick to the stone bricks, Frederick clutched the blade in both hands, trying to push the black sword out, he tried for a long time, but in vain, he was now staring away, his hands were on the blade on his stomach, and the gasp in his chest was already very weak.

"Tut-tut, cunning Count Frederick, dragon slayer, the embodiment of justice, lover of the people, just lying in blood tofu, waiting for the body to cool down. It's ironic. Grand Master condescendingly mocked Frederick, "Aren't you cautious? Aren't you full of blood? Why can't you defeat me even after all your tricks? ”

Frederick's expression stiffened, and his eyelids twitched twice, but he didn't react otherwise. His life characteristics are becoming less and less.

Grand Master suddenly found it boring and boring, he should have enjoyed the process of killing his old enemy more. His wheezing heavily, he suddenly crouched down and muttered to Frederick: "Are you willing to die like this? Your sister will lose the lawsuit and be sold as a prostitute, your empress will have children with the prince in 108 positions, your knight will marry someone he doesn't like, your brother will make an alliance with the prince - you know what? it's all the price! You will pay a heavy price for killing Watson, I warned you! Hey, don't go to sleep, wake up, you fucking wake me up!"

Grand Master Teutonic slapped Frederick's face vigorously, but the dying man was already unresponsive, which made the victorious knight very angry, and cursed "Damn", secretly thinking that Frederick was really weak, and he would be cold after five minutes of bleeding, and he would not even have a part, which was not interesting.

Because it was so far from the Holy See, it was estimated that it would be three minutes before help arrived, and by that time the perpetrators had already left the city at full speed and fled into the foothills of the Alps.

Grand Master Teutonic lit a cigarette, uncovered his visor and bit the butt of the cigarette. Watson's murderous revenge was finally revealed, which made the ironclad knight feel excited, but he was still unsatisfied.

According to Prince Ferdinand's calculations, Frederick was a mortal man, which made revenge seem no fun. On the contrary, he was more looking forward to fighting with Frederick in the middle of the arena, without backup, desperately fighting, using the muscles of men to decide who was the winner of hatred.

Originally, Prince Ferdinand was dealing with the military in a step-by-step manner, because the stubborn military conservatives were Ferdinand's worst enemy. But Frederick's attack was too ferocious, and while he tried to destroy Oppenheimer's important pawn, he unexpectedly concluded an alliance with the Holy See, which made Prince Ferdinand really attach importance to Frederick.

Because this is the first time that the Holy See has been close to a human warlord, it means that the elven kingdom has begun to intervene in worldly affairs. This is a terrible beginning, first of all, it will allow the power of the Elven Kingdom and the Holy See to find an eruption mouth, as if the accumulated reservoir has turned on the faucet, which will be good for the Holy See, and secondly, it will allow Frederick to act as a liaison between the military and the Holy See, uniting Ferdinand's opponents into a monolithic unit, and at the same time making Frederick qualified to compete for the favor of the Empress. It's good for Frederick.

Ferdinand is likely to be the biggest loser. (To be continued.) )