On November 22, the clouds were overcast.

In the open space in front of the king's tent, the ceremony of judgment was underway.

Two teams of black-clothed swordsmen stopped the generals and soldiers gathered on the periphery, and the civil and military officials who accompanied the army were divided into left and right, and twelve elders selected from among them formed the jury of this trial.

King Nacini stood in front of the tent, his hands behind his back, and he was silent. He wore a stern gown with the Uduls Weeping Blade at his waist, and at the end of the judgment he drew his sword and condemned him.

In the middle of the field, under the towering flagpole, Davide, with a gray face, stood barefoot on the ground. Two black-clad guards stood behind him, swords pressed into their hands, and looked around vigilantly. However, their caution is unnecessary, and with three legendary powerhouses present at the same time, this lineup can make any force intimidating. And Davide's fox friends and dogs are honestly huddled in the corner, thinking about how to get rid of their relationship.

"After an overnight investigation, I found some graystone crystals at the scene, which are the remnants of ordinary rocks burned by high-temperature flames, and if you want to achieve this kind ......of process, unless it is the flames of the dragon, or the full force of a high-level fire mage," Biranoo took out a few graystone crystals from his sleeve and displayed them in front of everyone. He doesn't just state the facts, he makes the final decision, and in this regard, the legendary mage has unparalleled authority.

"In other words, it is not certain that Viscount Davide did this for the sake of this?" asked a member of the jury, and when he set out for the expedition, the three divisions of the six provinces all selected high-ranking officials to go south with the army, and after a few months of eating and sleeping in the open. The former deputy finance minister is now significantly slimmed.

Davide raised his head slightly, looking at the old magician in the field. His relationship with Villanoo. Whether it's good or not, it's not bad or not, which makes it difficult for him to determine whether the other party will say anything to help. Thinking of this, Davide subconsciously touched his arm, but the enchanted wrist armor engraved with the sound transmission circle had already been taken away by the royal tent guards.

"Actually. I'm pretty sure the flames were spewed by Viscount Davide's mount, the dragon," Villanoo didn't even look at him. Instead, he faced everyone and explained loudly, "Where the dragon coils, there will be a faint dragon power. Judging by its breath. It should be the Red Dragon Pringer unmistakable...... As for the corpses left at the scene, although they were so blackened that they were unrecognizable, the bones that were torn apart were definitely the work of some kind of giant beast. ”

Davide's heart sank, and the testimony of the legendary mage was enough to put him in a situation from which he could never recover. The members of the jury looked at each other even more, they could not and did not dare to question Vilaneo, but in this case. Doesn't it mean that this public trial will soon enter the stage of conviction?

Members of the jury. Whispering, exchanging their opinions. The results of their vote will be presented to King Nacini as the basis for their conviction. Cartroman, sitting on the edge of the jury, his eyebrows indifferent, he supported Davide in his struggle for military merit, but he would not disobey the king's decision, but it was a pity that the Southern Expeditionary Army was about to lose the power of a dragon knight.

Seeing that he did not say anything, the despair in Davide's heart reached its peak. He thought that if he had a dragon, he would be able to soar and soar, and he would no longer have to be afraid when he acted, but after two days of jumping, he was slapped down, and in front of the king of a country, the dragon knight is not much different from a small fly.

He was not angry, unconvinced, in addition to despair, there was a resentment in his heart. He hated King Nacini, he hated Catroman, and even Viranoo, but beyond that, Davide could do nothing, and even if he harnessed the dragons, he was no match for any of them.

On the contrary, Narota, not far away, clenched his fists tightly, waiting for the moment when the blood debt was repaid. Seeing that the trial was about to end, the young man's eyes widened and his face was full of excitement. Viscount Sirea placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, and a slight tremor could be clearly felt. He lowered his head and said softly,

"As I said, my son, the king will do justice to you. ”

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"Davide, the military attache of the Imperial Southern Expeditionary Army, with the rank of General and the title of Viscount, attacked the villages and towns in the rear for no reason and slaughtered their people on November 10, and his behavior was heinous, outrageous, and the evidence was conclusive and irrefutable...... The voice resounded throughout the audience, and the chief juror, with gray temples, read out the final resolution.

The jury of 12 voted nine in favor and three abstentions, and the verdict was undisputed. The next conviction trial was only for King Snowton to execute.

"Are you guilty?" asked King Nacini as he stepped forward slowly, glancing at Davide.

Davide, who hung his head and was silent, looked up at him, and stopped talking, but did not answer after all.

King Nacini sighed and stood still in front of Davide, his ancient sword drawn. He held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword stuck into the ground, and recited with a solemn expression, "I, Narcini Snowton, in the name of the blood of the ancestors and the lion, swear with the sword of the god of war that I will uphold justice, so that the guilty will pay their debts, and the innocent will be vindicated." ”

As the words fell, King Nacini stroked his fingers and swept over the blade, blood pouring out and seeping into the blade. The surrounding soldiers suddenly heard a sonorous sword sound, and the sword body was covered with a vermilion luster, wrapping the God of War long sword.

"According to the law of the army, whoever slaughters civilians for no reason shall be punished for his crimes," King Nacini said, raising his sword and pronouncing the sentence in a loud voice. ”

The sharp chill gradually approached, Davide's heart was like ashes, and the deep despair was like countless tentacles, dragging him into the dark abyss. The evil god "Death Knell", who was far away in the "fortress of sorrow", raised his head in intoxication and drank the sweet wine. Then, with a wave of his wizened claws, he gave a new order.

"Do you have any last words?" asked King Nacini softly, holding his sword and gathering strength. The black-clad guard held Davide and ripped away his loose hair, leaving the back of his neck exposed.

But just as the long sword was about to slash, Vilaneo suddenly stepped forward and stopped him, "Your Majesty, slow down." ”

"What's the matter, Master?" the sacred ritual was interrupted, and King Nacini was a little impatient. But no one noticed, and at the same time, he let out a soft breath.

"I have no intention of interfering with the trial, but I think we have all overlooked an ancient law," said Vilano, looking around and whispering, "and that is the immunity of the legendary protégé." ”

… (To be continued......)

PS: (After a while, the train of thought has been straightened out, and it will be over in about three months.) ）