People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 531 Shura

On the high court.

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

"Mr. Madeleine, do you admit that you stole Mr. Black's treasures and used them in the magic stone furnace in your factory to increase production?"

Madeleine shook his head: "I don't. That precious phantom was left by my father, and I only discovered by chance that it can be used to purify magic stone powder. This can be proved by the diary left by my father."

The presiding judge frowned and said: "But your confession contains a complete criminal experience. You said you have a diary to prove it, so I ask you to provide evidence."

Madeleine opened her mouth. The evidence is still there. Don’t you know best in your heart?

After his arrest, his home had been turned upside down, and even if there was evidence, it would have been destroyed.

As for the so-called confession, he was naturally forced to write it.

The presiding judge sneered: "This is a court, a place where evidence is discussed, not what you say."

Madeleine let out a long sigh. Although he was very surprised to see Lavinia, a judge known for her fairness, appearing here, he actually had no expectations about whether he could be acquitted.

The other party's power is too great.

The presiding judge, the deputy senior judge. No one is on his side. Even some people who have never been bought by the Sassari family are still frightened by the Sassari family's methods and dare not stand up and say a word of justice. .

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

"Your Excellency, my client, Mr. Madeleine, has never had to prove that he did not steal the treasure. It is the plaintiff who has to provide evidence. As the defendant's defender, I want to first hear what the plaintiff has." What evidence makes the presiding judge conclude that my client is a thief?"

The presiding judge looked at the plaintiff, and when he saw the other party nodded slightly, he said: "Okay, since Judge Lavinia has requested it, please ask the plaintiff to show the evidence."

"Of course I have evidence, both human and physical evidence. Which one do you want to hear first?"

The plaintiff opposite looked at Lavinia with a joking look on her face, and just said: "Who in the room is suing me?"

He is from the Sassari family and is a centurion. He is considered a high-ranking member of the family. He personally supported the presiding judge. The judges are all his people. He doesn't think Lavinia can make any waves. .

Originally, he was still a little worried.

But these emotions were wiped away when the elder of the Yaksi family arrived in Milan.

Idiot, look at the expressions on the faces of those Bologna and Saluzzo brats in the jury box, as if their wives had died. Don’t you know that the outcome of this case has already been determined?

He said arrogantly: "Forget it, someone, come and give all the evidence to this little girl - let me tell you, it's better not to waste time. If you have the time, wouldn't it be better for everyone to go back and rest early?"

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

Lavinia took the file expressionlessly and looked through it.

"This so-called evidence has serious signs of forgery, for example..."

Lavinia, who was making a statement, suddenly had a frozen expression on her face.

Almost everyone present, as long as they had some skills, could sense the collision of two powerful auras outside the door, especially one of them, which was very familiar to many older wolves.

Some of the wolves of the Saluzzo family couldn't help showing expressions of shock and anger on their faces.

The face of the leading centurion was as gloomy as water.

"Asura Victor of the Yaksi family, it's enough to personally stand up for the Sassari family, but he also wants to take action against the rising star of our family?"

"Boss, do we really not care?"

The centurion said coldly: "How to care? Even Shura has taken action. He is one of the Wolf Lord's inner guards. To a certain extent, he can even represent the Wolf Lord's will. Even if the clan leader is here, it is impossible for us to take action."

The Saluzzos are certainly not a bunch of wimps.

But they have to consider the interests of the family. The survival of the family will always be greater than anything else in the eyes of the wolf clan.

Although Saluzzo is a high-ranking family and ranks fairly high, it is not difficult for the Yaksi family to destroy Saluzzo. On the other hand, the wolves of the Bologna family are in a much calmer mood. The Yaksi family has promised that after the matter is resolved, they are allowed to take Lavinia back to the family for reflection.

Although they lost an opportunity to attack the enemy family, they did not lose a talented bloodline.

The presiding judge looked at Lavinia calmly, don't you insist on fairness and justice?

When justice and your best friend are both placed in front of you, I want to see how you choose.

The papers in Lavinia's hands were crumpled.

Her heart was in turmoil.

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

The sharp bone-white blade cut through the iron armor, making a harsh clang.

The sound of metal colliding.

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

At their level, being slightly inferior is a huge disadvantage, let alone "a cut".

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

Black light flashed.

The black werewolf appeared behind Lothar at some point, and the white bone blade slashed hard along the neck where his armor was weak, but the black mist surged again, turning into a dragon head and spitting out blazing black flames.

Lothar's movements were only slightly slower before he turned around and slashed out.

The shining cross sword swept away a crimson sword brilliance, leaving a deep sword mark on the werewolf's waist.

Victor pulled away and retreated quickly, looking down at the sword wound that smelled of burnt smell. The muscles at the wound squirmed, and in the blink of an eye, the scar healed as before.

"Your armor is good. I will take good care of it after you die."

Victor showed a sneer. In his opinion, Lothar was barely an opponent, but he couldn't be called a strong enemy. He just had to put in more effort.

Lothar gasped violently.

He hasn't come up with the means to suppress it yet. It would be good if he can hit. Whether it's the holy spear or the Karelian dragon's breath, as long as it hits Victor head-on, no matter how powerful this guy is, he will definitely die.

But the problem is that he has no confidence that he can hit it.

Victor's speed is really too fast.

All he can do now is to use the powerful defense of the Holy Cross Plate Armor and the blessing of dark power to waste time with the opponent.

Victor whistled and said in a joking tone: "Take out your fire spell. If you hide some secret skills, you won't be able to use them when your strength is exhausted. Wouldn't it be a pity?"

Lothar's flame was the only threat he feared, and it was also the deterrent that kept him from attacking with all his strength.

To put it this way, it was nothing more than trying to stir up Lothar's emotions and make him play his trump card rashly.

"There's no need to deal with you."

Lothar said in a deep voice.

"I hope your mouth will always be this hard."

Victor sneered, and his figure flickered and disappeared again.

(End of this chapter)