High up on the judgment seat.

The presiding judge's majestic, cold, and emotionless questioning voice slowly sounded:

"Mr. Madelan, do you admit to stealing Mr. Black's treasures and applying them to the magic stone furnace of your factory to increase production?"

Maderan shook his head: "I didn't, that treasure was left by my father, and I only discovered by chance that it can be used to purify magic stone powder." These are evidenced by the diary left by my father. ”

The presiding judge frowned and said: "But on your confession, there is a complete criminal experience, and you said that you have a diary to prove it, then please come up with evidence." ”

Madelan opened his mouth, the evidence is still there, don't you know it best in your hearts?

After he was arrested, his home had already been turned upside down, and even if there was evidence, it would have been destroyed long ago.

As for the so-called confession, it was naturally forced by him to write it down.

The presiding judge sneered: "This is the courtroom, a place to talk about evidence, not what you say." ”

Madelan let out a long sigh, although he was surprised to see Lavinia, a judge known for her impartiality, here, but he didn't really have any expectations that he would be able to get away with it.

The power of the other side is too great.

The presiding judge acts as a deputy to the senior judge. No one was on his side, and even if some of the Sassari family had not bought them at all, they were afraid of the Sassari family's methods and did not dare to stand up and say a word of justice.

Lavinia suddenly spoke, "According to the statement in the Third Amendment to the Code of the City-State, my client, Mr. Madelan, has the right to retract his confession at trial, because it is very easy to confuse the mind of an ordinary person. ”

"Your Excellency, my client, Mr. Madelan, has never had to prove that he did not steal treasures, and it should be the plaintiff who needs to produce evidence, as the defendant's defender, I would like to hear what evidence the plaintiff has, so that Your Excellency the Judge can conclude that my client is a thief."

The presiding judge glanced at the plaintiff and saw that the other party bowed slightly, and then he spoke: "Okay, since Judge Lavinia has a request, please ask the plaintiff to show the evidence." ”

"Of course I have evidence, human witnesses, and physical evidence, which one do you want to hear first?"

The plaintiff on the other side looked at Lavinia with a mocking expression, and said, "Who in the hall has sued this official?" ”

He is a member of the Sassari family, and he is a centurion, and he is considered a high-ranking member of the family, and the presiding judge is supported by him personally, and the referees are all his people, and he doesn't think that Lavinia can make any waves.

Originally, he was still a little worried.

But these emotions were swept away when the lord of the Yaxie family arrived in Milan.

Idiot, look at the faces of the Bologna and Saluzzo puppies on the jury bench as if their wives had died, don't you know that the outcome of this case has long been predestined?

He said arrogantly: "Forget it, come on, give all the evidence to this little girl - if you want me to say, don't waste time, with this kung fu, wouldn't it be good for everyone to go back and rest earlier?" ”

The law officer humbly stepped forward, took the paper, and handed it to Lavinia.

Lavinia took the file with a blank face and flipped through it.

"This so-called evidence, the forgery traces are very heavy, such as."

Lavinia, who was making a statement, suddenly froze on her face.

Almost everyone present, anyone with a little level, could sense the collision of two powerful auras outside the door, especially one of them, in the eyes of many slightly older wolf clans, it was all too familiar.

Some of the wolf clans of the Saluzo family couldn't help but show an angry look on their faces.

The centurion at the head had a gloomy face.

"Shura Victor of the Yakesi family, it's just enough to stand up for the Sassari family in person, and you still want to take action against the new star of our family?"

"Boss, do we really care?"

The centurion said coldly: "How do you care? Even Shura has made a move, that is one of the wolf lord's internal guards, to a certain extent, he can even represent the will of the wolf lord, even if the patriarch is here, it is impossible for us to allow us to make a move. ”

The Saluzzo family is certainly not a bunch of soft eggs.

But they have to consider the interests of the family, and the survival of the family will always be greater than everything in the eyes of the wolf clan.

Although Saluzo is a high-ranking family and is still ranked at the top, it is not difficult for the Yakesi family to destroy Saluzo.

On the other hand, the wolf clan of the Bologna family was much calmer, and the Yaxi family promised to allow them to bring Lavinia back to the family for reflection after the matter was settled.

Although they lost a chance to strike at a rival family, they did not lose a gifted bloodline.

The presiding judge looked at Lavinia with an indifferent expression, don't you insist on fairness and justice?

When justice and your best friend are before you at the same time, I want to see what you can choose.

The document in Lavinia's hand crumpled.

Her heart was in turmoil.

She didn't know any Shura Victor, but she knew very well that an opponent with such a powerful aura would never be able to win without the blessing of her own law.

The white bone blade cut through the iron armor and made a piercing sound.

The sound of metal clashing.

Lothar did his best to block the enemy's attack, but he was inferior to his opponent in terms of speed and swordsmanship.

At their level, being a little inferior is a huge disadvantage, not to mention "one cut".

The plate armor of the Holy Cross was already covered with scratches left by the white bone blade in the opponent's hand, but it was quickly repaired as if it were alive as if it were surging with the black mist.

A black light flashed.

The black werewolf had appeared behind Lothar at some point, and the white bone blade slashed down the weak neck of his armor, but the black mist surged again, turning into a dragon's head and spitting out fiery black flames.

Lothar's movements were only a fraction slower, and she turned around and slashed out.

The glittering cross sword swept up a crimson sword glow, leaving a deep sword mark on the werewolf's waist.

Victor pulled back, looking down at the burnt smell of the sword, the muscles of the wound squirming, and in the blink of an eye, the scar had healed as before.

"Your armor is good, and when you die, I'll take good care of it."

Victor showed a sneer, Lothar was barely an opponent in his opinion, but it was not a strong opponent, it was just a matter of spending more effort.

Lothar gasped violently.

He hasn't taken out the means of pressing the bottom of the box yet, if he can hit it, it's okay, whether it's the holy spear or the Karelian dragon breath, as long as he hits Viktor head-on, no matter how powerful this guy is, he will definitely die.

But the problem is that he is not sure that he will hit at all.

Victor's speed was just too fast.

All he could do right now was to use the strong defense of the Holy Cross Plate Armor and the blessing of the dark power to consume time with the other party.

Victor whistled and said in a playful tone: "Take out your fire spell, if you hide any kung fu at the bottom of the box, don't you think it's a pity that you don't use it until your strength is exhausted?" ”

The flames of Lothar were the only threat he feared, and a deterrent that he did not dare to attack with all his might.

In this way, it is nothing more than an attempt to provoke Lothar's emotions and make him rashly play his hole cards.

"I don't need to deal with you."

Lothar said in a deep voice.

"I wish your mouth was so hard all the time."

Victor sneered, and his figure flickered and disappeared again.

(End of chapter)