Returning to the carriage of the small building, Al exclaimed in surprise.

"You refused?!"

Al's face was full of disbelief, he looked at Ghuray, then at Ludon, and asked repeatedly,

"Mr. Luden, you turned down an invitation from a university scholar?"

Ludon yawned and waved his hand,

"Be quiet, it's noisy."

Isn't it just a rejection of Shenbang University?

Is it necessary to make such a fuss?

In Shenbang University, there are arts, science, and trendy ideas...

There is everything, but there is nothing - the history of the Qiyun Kingdom.

Coincidentally, Luton only needed something like this.

Art? Science? Thought?

Whether it is the Qiyun Kingdom or the Nebula Empire, Lu Deng has tasted enough.

If he wanted to, Lu Deng could have repeated the matter in the Qiyun Kingdom in the Divine State.

Give him three years and three years, and return God to an industrialized society.

But

Lu Deng was well aware that during the last simulation, he made some mistakes that eventually led to the demise of the Qiyun Kingdom.

If the productive forces develop too quickly, they will only bring short-term blessings, as well as greater disasters and doomsday.

This time, he had to slow down.

Shenbang University can't benefit Luden, and his status as a university candidate will also make him quite restricted.

Therefore, Luden's refusal of the other party's invitation is a matter of course, and there is no need to hesitate at all.

Al was helpless.

She knew that once the man in front of her made up his mind, no one would be able to change his mind.

Even so, Al felt sorry for Luden.

She knew that once Lutdon accepted the invitation of any faction of the university scholars, she would be able to get the attention of the university scholars.

In this way, Ludon has the protection of the university and does not have to worry about this trial at all.

Those who reject the university are tantamount to rejecting the backers.

After sending a few people back to the small building, when Guray left, he did not forget to remind Ludon that there was still a trial tonight, led by the Inquisition, and the seven justices would appear.

Ludon had to bring the letter, which contained the final opinion of the university scholars.

It could be Ludon's gold medal for avoiding death, or it could be the straw that broke the camel's back.

The answer can only be revealed tonight.

After Ghuray left, Al finally couldn't help it and asked,

"Let me guess, Mr. Ludon, are you still going to refuse the good intentions of the Chancellor?"

So far, after dealing with various forces, the justices are the most friendly to Luden.

Justice Gourd even took matters into his own hands and helped Ludon settle all the problems in the Holy Code, leaving no loopholes.

The good fortune contract poked such a big hole, and in the end, Ludon was able to get out of the way, and Justice Gurred contributed a lot.

Of course, the palace of greed also profited a lot from it.

The sale of the Fortune Pao Exchange license is a sum of income.

The transaction of the Fortune Contract is drawn three thousandths of a thousandth, which is not a small amount in total.

The justices threw an olive branch at Ludon, something that even Al could have guessed.

Ludon pondered for a moment, giving his own answer,

"I don't really have much interest in being a justice."

Of the seven deadly sins, the most suitable for Luton is, of course, greed.

But look at Justice Groad... Luton immediately lost interest. …

Al felt like he was going crazy.

Ludenbi needed a backer at all times, but he personally refused every chance to live.

If this continues, even if the saint is reborn and the demon comes, there will be no way to save Mr. Luden!

"You don't want to enter the Inquisition, you don't want to be a scholar, and you don't want to be a judge."

Al asked the question he was most concerned about,

"What the hell do you want to do?"

This time, Ludon replied very simply,

"Help Master Pang pick up that leg."

Al:???

At this time, Ludon was very happy.

"Or... Married to your grandma Isa. ”

Speaking of this, Luton himself laughed,

"I'm going to wait for her for ten years, and for ten years, I can't marry anyone, and really, this reason for being single is fantastic."

Hearing this, Al sighed and didn't say anything more, only to pick up the teacup and take a sip.

At the entrance of the tea, Al looked back at Awu and asked seriously,

"Does Mr. Lutden drink this tea himself?"

Al could understand Lundon's stinginess towards others, but Lutdon would never treat himself badly.

After going through so many things, Al felt that he could barely count himself as his own person in a small building.

Awu thinks so too.

Otherwise, he would not have made tea with boiling water, but with warm water.

"Nope."

Awu shook his head and said seriously,

"When Mr. Ludon is alone, he only drinks water, and he says that his throat hurts when he drinks anything else."

Al:......

"Let's change it to water for me in the future."

Lugo went upstairs to change his clothes, tonight's trial was important, and he needed to dress decently.

In the living room on the first floor, only Awu and Al remained.

"Miss Al, is there any... One possibility? ”

Awu asked timidly,

"Mr. Ludon rejects everyone because he doesn't need anyone's protection, he doesn't need a backer..."

Awu's words made Al's face change.

At this level, Al can still understand the implication.

Luden doesn't need a backer.

Because, Ludon is his biggest backer.

His self-confidence comes from himself, not from any outside force or person.

And... Luden, who carries a noose with him, may not be afraid of death.

He was only afraid that he had not squeezed out his surplus value before he died.

Luden is really strict.

Taking another sip of tea, Al frowned.

She really didn't know how to swallow this thing, and if she poured it out, with Luden's character, she wouldn't be spared.

Seeing her embarrassment, Awu suggested again,

"You can put a little salt in the tea, it will taste better."

Aubi El knows a lot about the tricks of life.

After all, Awu is a slave, and Al is a saint.

Al asked curiously, "Why salt instead of sugar?" ”

Awu shook his head,

"I don't know, all the tea stalls with good business do this, and the tea will indeed taste better."

In the afternoon tea of the Holy Family, they always add sugar to the tea.

However, the tea that the saints drank was very different from the cup of tea in front of El.

It's the first time I've heard of salt.

According to Awu's suggestion, Al added a small rub of salt to the tea, and the bitter taste seemed to fade a little, and he was finally able to swallow it. …

Luden, who was going downstairs, obviously noticed the movement, and said casually,

"Put less salt in her dinner today."

Al:......

That night, Al invited Ludon to eat out, a restaurant only open to the Saint family, a true high society.

Of course, Awu didn't have a way to eat at the restaurant.

His identity is that of a slave.

A restaurant that allowed slaves to dine would soon spread in the state of God, lose all its customers, and eventually go out of business.

Al asked someone to pack one and send it to the small building, so that Awu also had a high class.

After dinner, Al proposes to take Awu with him to tonight's trial.

Ludon's original intention was to leave Awu at home.

The gods of the night are by no means friendly to slaves.

Al repeatedly promised that he would ensure Awu's safety, such a scene is rare, and if Awu misses it, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Considering the potential risks and benefits, as well as the pursuit of a sense of ritual, Ludon finally agreed to Al's request and went back to Xiaolou to pick up Awu.

Squatting in the corner of the carriage, although Awu didn't say anything, his bright eyes were full of gratitude to Al.

Soon, they came to the place of judgment tonight, a small Colosseum.

Standing at the gate of the Colosseum, Ludon stopped and looked back at the two,

"Let's go to the audience, I'm the main character tonight."

Let me have the spotlight to myself!

A judge stepped forward and led Al and Awu to another passage.

Tonight, there are seven justices and a number of members of the Inquisition.

Ludon, led by another judge, walked on,

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the stone wall passages on both sides were severely weathered, and the vicissitudes of time were written on the wordless stones.

Ludon knew that it was just stone.

The state of God where he is located is the same place as the steel capital 2,000 years ago.

The main body of this small Colosseum was left at that time, and the descendants have undergone some reinforcement and repair.

After passing through the passage, Ludon walked into the Colosseum.

In the audience, the people of the Holy Descendant family sat scattered, scattered in different places, waiting for the coming judgment.

The younger generation is the majority, and the middle-aged people are basically none, but the thirteen elders have arrived.

Ludon probably had a conclusion in his mind.

During this period of dealing with the Holy Descent family, Lu Deng had figured out that the backbone of the Holy Descent family was the backbone of real power such as law enforcement officers, consuls, and legion commanders scattered all over the place.

Young people are considered reserve forces, and when the time is ripe, they will be sent to the corresponding positions to hone their skills, and then climb to a sufficient height to become the new backbone.

Senate... More like a garbage dump.

Each Saint Family sent the most elite and harmless existence to the Senate and occupied a turnip pit.

They just need to meet, quarrel, vote ...

In the environment of survival of the fittest, the Senate has been playing steadily for the past 800 years.

Luton shifted his gaze to the front, where a rudimentary wooden platform had been set up improvise, with a judgment seat, a judgment seat, a plaintiff's bench, and a defendant's bench...

Behind the wooden platform, a gallows was also built. …

It can be seen that the craftsmanship of the Inquisition is good, and this time the gallows are much stronger.

The last time was to prepare to hang Al, a weak woman.

This time it's Luden, and there is a lot of difference in weight.

Ludon walked forward, standing naturally behind a wooden platform, waiting for the trial to begin.

"Ahem."

The judge behind him coughed lightly twice and reminded,

"Mr. Luden, here is the plaintiff."

Ludon suddenly realized, waved his hand again and again,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The defendant almost became the plaintiff.

Look at this whole thing.

Ludon walked to the opposite seat and stood.

Soon, six justices entered one after another, and Justice Grored was carried in, and he occupied the space alone for longer than four.

The chief justice was dressed in a black robe, and his head was covered with a hood, and the shadow covered his face, making it difficult to see his appearance.

Except for Justice Groad.

There is no hood in the kingdom that can cover him.

He covered his entire face with a black cloth, accompanied by the heaving of his chest, which made people wonder if he had fallen asleep.

After the six justices were in place, the plaintiffs also appeared.

He was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses, and his face was full of immaturity and arrogance, and Lutdon could tell how many pounds and taels the other party had just glanced at.

It's not at the same level as Al at all, and it's not enough to lift Ryan's shoes.

See what I found?

Another good seedling of the Senate!

The patriarch of the special product of the Holy Descent family can be regarded as another kind of use.

"My name is Vader, Vader Maria!"

The man in the gold-rimmed glasses shouted to Ludon through the air,

"Remember the name, because that's the name that sent you to the gallows."

Ludon thought for a moment and replied politely,

"It's good if you're happy."

He's all veteran reservists, what's the matter with him?

Just follow him, yes, yes, yes.

After everyone was in place, the host was late.

Justice Prowd.

Lutten had a relationship with him, and at that time, Justice Prod was in the light and Lutin was in the dark.

Just like this moment.

Justice Prood walked up to the bench and without any nonsense, he asked directly,

"Plaintiff, Vader Maria."

"The defendant, Ludden M. Y. WeGood. ”

Immediately, a judge stepped forward to check the identities of the two people and publicize them to ensure that the plaintiff and defendant were both themselves.

In ancient times, this belonged to the verification of the right body.

"The judges, the nine scholars of the Divine State.

Guided by the Holy Law, the scholars will tell us the ultimate conclusion, that is, whether or not they are guilty. The trial concludes this afternoon, and the final opinion of the university scholars will be announced by me after the justices have reached their conclusions. ”

As he spoke, Justice Prod held up the envelope in his hand, which Lutdon had handed him.

The paint on it is intact and there are several special markings to ensure that the envelope has not been damaged or repackaged.

In terms of procedural justice, there has been nothing to say about what the Divine State has done.

"The adjudicators, the seven justices of the Divine State, if they are guilty, they will discuss the punishment for the crime according to all words and deeds..."

Justice Proud raised his gavel and smashed it gently,

"The Last Judgment, begins."