Chapter 1306 Public Judgment (4)

Everyone stared at the scene above until everyone saw Lorenzo enter the secret room to kill Patrick, who was about to wake up, Ferdinand stopped him but was restrained by Lorenzo, the dagger pierced his chest, Ferdinand used his last strength to escort Patrick out, and then Lorenzo chased him out, Ferdinand drew a symbol, holding the broken two-headed lion coat of arms in his hand and losing his life.

"Impossible! It's impossible! Alfonso finally couldn't help it, "Even the magic mirror can't use just one person's blood!" ”

Alfonso said something that was indeed a bit too out of proportion, and if Lorenzo's blood was used, there would actually be many problems, such as party secrets and the like, which Lorenzo must not want everyone to see.

He lost even the prudence he was most proud of, but he didn't care.

But he is really anxious now, such ironclad evidence, everyone will believe in the magic mirror and not the father.

"No, I don't." Lorenzo sneered.

Actually, Francis didn't mind actually using the illusion to see Lorenzo's little secret, which was a good opportunity.

"Since Lord Lorenzo doesn't want to use his own blood to verify it, then it might as well use Ariel's blood." Moro curled the corners of his mouth and raised his chin slightly for everyone to hold Ariel for blood, without even asking what others thought.

Alfonso shouldn't have any more objections now, because Ariel's blood is taken from now, so she can't do anything with it.

Alfonso nervously looked at the image projected above, but alas, it was almost the same as Ferdinand's, but from a different perspective.

Alfonso's body fell and he sat down heavily, "It's impossible...... Father wouldn't have killed Lord Ferdinand...... There must be something wrong with that. But even Alfonso, who was as smart as he was, couldn't figure out what was wrong. There was something omission that he overlooked, but it didn't, everything was in order, and no one was doing anything. But he still didn't believe that Lorenzo would kill Ferdinand, or in this way, and that a man whose father was so cautious would kill Ferdinand in a more rigorous way even if he wanted to be neutral, and he didn't even have to do it himself.

There was an uproar.

Morrow didn't seem to have much shock on his face, and Patrick looked distressed, "How sincere my father was to you, you killed him, you beast." ”

Patrick was about to rush over and kill Lorenzo, but was pulled left and right.

The Demon Party Secret Party couldn't believe their eyes, and they looked at each other, never expecting such a scene anyway.

"In that case, I don't think there should be any objections, right?" Morrow was asking questions, but there was no room for answers.

Lorenzo had only sadness left on his face and looked at Moro, "Do you believe it?" Murrow. ”

Morro's face was already frosty, "The mirror doesn't lie, and now that it's over, can Lord Lorenzo confess his guilt?" Still is...... What else do you have to say? ”

"I ask you, do you believe it?" Lorenzo was almost ranting.

"I believe how the mirror appears. Such ironclad evidence cannot be refuted. Moro continued to be cold, without any personal feelings.

"You've come this far with me? So I'm this kind of person in your eyes? Kill Ferdinand and want the Centrists? Lorenzo stared at her, but his eyes were red. He had never been so out of shape in front of people, almost unsteady, but he kept staring at Moro's face.

"It's a matter between you and the Neutrals, and it has nothing to do with me or you." Moro doesn't have a little bit of temperature at all.

"I wanted it twenty years ago, why wait so long?"

"Do you think I still need my own hands to kill Ferdinand, his blood power, a hundred years of blood clan can be easily killed, I still need this? Do you think I've been seen by them, and I've killed Ferdinand, and their squires still alive? Lorenzo's words were rebuttals, but they were becoming more and more weak.

These words can't match the reality of the illusion released by the mirror.

"Can you believe it? I ask you! Can you believe it? I've been married to you for twenty years, do you believe it? Lorenzo's words of faith knocked on Moro's heart, on the hearts of those children, and Stella was already speechless with tears streaming down her face, she never imagined that her parents who were so loving would come to this point.

It should be a person who should be moved, but Moro didn't even blink an eye.

"These are the words that Lord Lorenzo should not have said to me, and the facts are irrefutable." Mo Luo said this, then turned to the supervisors behind him, as well as Carl Rothte, and said, "Have you already figured out how to deal with it?" ”

Carl Rothtoy nodded, placing the signed paper in Morro's hand, who unfolded and read aloud.

"Lorenzo de Celli, the leader of the secret party, deliberately injured the former leader of Asamai, Ferdinand, with the intention of murdering the Neutral Party, provoking the Norwegian war, abolishing Lorenzo de Celli as the leader of the secret party, and temporarily suppressing the blood prison of the demon party for another disposal." Moro read every word coldly, and his mouth turned into ice.

"Impossible! Mom! How can you do that? "It's Stella." Don't do that...... None of this is true! No...... You can't ...... like that."

"Mother!" Is it Alfonso, at least give him a chance to refute again, and his father is about to be convicted without any evidence to refute it? was imprisoned in a bloody prison, and even his father couldn't escape.

"Lord Morro! There must be something else going on in this matter! Don't just convict like this, the secret party will not accept it! It was Orlando, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, ignoring Harold's ridicule just now, and he realized that everything was premeditated.

Orlando pulled Lorenzo, "Why don't you speak, why don't you refute?" How did you kill Ferdinand? You speak! ”

Lorenzo just smiled, looking at Moro and smiling, "Morlo, do you believe it?" ”

He said it over and over again, but Moro didn't say a word anymore.

Lorenzo's blood power is invincible in the whole of Nord, and no one dares to attack him for a while, in fact, it is not Lorenzo himself who can be captured, and no one can stop him.

Orlando stands in front with his sword drawn, ready to go to war at any time.

Patrick was about to gather his blood, but Moro walked towards Lorenzo step by step.

Lorenzo stepped forward and confronted Moro for tat, he looked at her condescendingly, as he had done countless times before, except that the momentum on his body and the light on his body no longer existed, like a real loser, alone, but staring at his only treasure here.

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