The white wig had no scruples, turned his head and bowed to the court: "Honorable court, the plaintiff knows that the chain of evidence is incomplete, but he still tries to guide public opinion, incite the public, kidnap morality, falsely accuse my client of murder, and achieve the goal of seizing a huge amount of family property." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Please allow me to countersue Ophelia for false accusation, defamation, and infringement of the right to reputation, and request that Ophelia be stripped of her citizenship, expelled from the country, and never returned!"

Immediately, there was an uproar, and the nobles in the auditorium were discussing, and they suddenly couldn't figure out right and wrong. The members of the jury agreed with the defendant's lawyer and were exchanging views from one to another.

Ophelia's face turned white, and she turned her head and whispered to Otto, "Why hasn't Brother Frederick come yet?"

Otto's face turned pale, and he turned his head to look at the wall, and saw that Jacob was long gone.

"Frederick personally escorted the key witnesses, and he should have arrived a long time ago—why hasn't he been there yet?" Filia was anxious, and turned to ask Otto.

Suddenly, a bloodied Jacob desperately crashed through the crowd, rushed in, threw himself on Otto's knees, and shouted through his visor:

"His Royal Highness Frederick was sniped by Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights on the streets of Glenn, the Silver Knights were killed and wounded everywhere, and Count Frederick was exhausted and died on the spot!"

"What!" Otto roared, and suddenly stood up, but his leg ached and limped, causing him to stumble and fall. Regardless of his bone injuries, he struggled to hold the iron knight's shoulder armor, baring his teeth and spitting at Jacob's helmet: "My brother can't die! He, he heals quickly, he's not afraid of infection, how can he die! The Silver Knights follow him to escort witnesses, how can he die!"

"Nine Teutonic knights poured out, Grand Master St. Peter, wearing a corona iron helmet, and Count Frederick fought fiercely in the streets, the black giant sword pierced Count Frederick's abdomen, the blade of the sword was driven into the floor tiles a foot, His Royal Highness Frederick drew the black sword, could not come out, kicked the ground and struggled for three minutes, and died of blood loss. The Silver Knights were defeated, and their subordinates could not turn defeat into victory, so they hurriedly reported to His Highness: The eldest son was defeated, and begged His Highness Otto to accept the order to inherit the position of the head of the family, turn the tide and turn the tide on the imminent down, and rectify the crisis in the upside down!" Jacob, who was covered in bruises, did not dare to move, and let Otto insult himself with punches and kicks, and roared hoarsely without moving, telling the whole story.

Over there, the white wig lawyer was still shouting in disregard of pity: "In court! The plaintiff has insufficient evidence, the false accusation is established, and the court is requesting a ruling!"

Filia stomped her foot to stop: "What evidence is insufficient? We have a key witness, but it takes too much effort to find him, and we can't be escorted to the scene until the court starts!

"And what about the witnesses, what about the witnesses!" the white wig lawyer roared impatiently, slapping the table over and over again. The slapping of the table continued harshly, like a drumbeat.

With tears in her eyes, Filia turned her head sadly to look at Otto and found that Otto had gone mad.

"Aren't the Teutonic Knights hating Oppenheimer?How could this mad dog of St. Peter bite my brother!" Otto angrily raised his foot and kicked Jacob, and shouted hoarsely: "Bring me a sword! Take me to the scene! I don't believe it!"

Jacob was kicked over, but he crawled back unrelentingly, stubbornly knelt in front of Otto's knees, and cried and begged: "Count Frederick's combat strength is low, and he really died on the spot!

Ophelia turned into a statue, her mouth wide open, her mind empty, like a victim waiting to die, sitting in a crashed plane seat.

As soon as he learned about his bloody life experience, he faced losing the lawsuit. As soon as he made an appointment with his brother that "where the long sword touches, good people will never suffer", the news of his brother's defeat came. No matter how much Frederick tried to plan, he was defeated in the end, and he was defeated like a domino. Ophelia didn't know whether to feel sorry for her brother or pity herself. The situation in front of her was beyond her imagination, so she was turned into a statue.

Ophelia was the only one of the three who did not cry, her face pure and blank, like a porcelain doll of terrifying beauty.

Felia shook and cracks exploded in her heart, bursting into pieces. Her soul suddenly emptied, and she stumbled in her chair, as if she had lost the joy of living: "He is such a shrewd man...... Ming Ming carefully selected the safest and most concealed escort route, and Ming Ming carefully escorted the nest...... Still dead......"

She suddenly grinned, tears rolled down, and she cried out in her face. When the tears burst the embankment, the corners of his lips were always upturned, and he laughed at himself in surprise: when he was born, he thought that someone would treat him like a goddess, but in the end, he was bitter until he died of illness.

Otto hung his head and his hands down, swaying his legs and standing firmly, two lines of tears rolling from the corners of his eyes into his temples, and his immature and delicate face floated with a miserable smile, like relief, like mockery, so sad that he wanted to scold the heavens and the earth, but he was so tired that his whole body was weak: "Should I be glad? Should I be grieved, for I would love to take the Knights and St. Peter for a fight!"

He hated himself. If he had not been lame, would the ending be hopeful if he had followed Frederick himself to escort the witnesses?

With tears streaming down his eyes, Jacob mourned Otto: "O O Son, you are a man of great martial arts, and you are far superior to His Highness Frederick, and if you work hard, you will be able to slash the Teutonic Knights and St. Peter's Grand Master!

Otto gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and wept for a while, his fists gradually clenched into green tendons, and suddenly burst out from between his teeth: "Grand Master Teutoni...... St. Peter, I'm going to slowly sawed off your head with a dinner knife. If I don't let you die for three minutes, I won't be a man!"

The scene was chaotic: crying here, laughing there, and watching the audience eat melon seeds to watch the excitement. Suddenly, Ferdinand gracefully pressed his robe, stepped out of the crowd, walked over with his head held high, and stretched out his hand to Otto: "Grand Master St. Peter has broken ties with the Prusha War Department and is committed to destroying the formation of the Trinity Empire. He failed to assassinate the Empress in the Alps, and has been roaming the Imperial Capital ever since, attempting to assassinate me. I tried many times to encircle the Teutonic Knights, but he ran away. Lord Otto, I hope you will help me, and together we will remove those corona-helmet-wearing madmen from the world—I have always had a good opinion of you, and let the old grudge against Minister Watson dissipate with our thoughts of Frederick. ”

Otto suddenly turned his head and glared at the smiling Ferdinand, and four words burst out between his teeth: "Get out, don't mess with me." ”

Unmoved, Ferdinand bowed condescendingly, nodded politely, and turned away.

He always smiled at the Williams. Even when he was threatened with beheading by Frederick, he cheerfully welcomed him, saying that he couldn't wait. He is always calm and calm, no matter the joy or sorrow. It is a convincing belief that he will be the one who will have the last laugh. (To be continued.) )