I really can't control myself

"Isn't it what you just said that there is nothing you can't solve in this imperial capital?" Linton roared.

"I'm talking about most of them. I'm not the emperor, and there are things I can't handle." The old man here said.

"So has this matter escalated to a situation that requires the emperor to handle?" Linton asked, mainly to inquire about the specific circumstances of the matter. After all, Garsain was captured halfway, what happened next? Don't know at all.

"You shouldn't have anything to do with this, right? Did you raise that phantom beast?" the old man asked.

"Uh... of course not." Linton sold the fire-eating beast in an instant, "It's just that my nephew was involved in this incident because of this unreasonable disaster, and now I'm trying to figure out how to get him out."

"Your nephew?" The old man frowned, "I heard that a suspect was imprisoned. Is that suspect your nephew?"

"Yes." Linton nodded.

"That... is troublesome," the old man said.

"What's wrong? That monster caused a lot of damage?" Linton asked.

"The losses are another matter. The most troublesome part is that during the capture of the phantom beast yesterday, His Royal Highness the eldest prince was injured by the phantom beast. The injury was quite serious. So this matter is very troublesome now. You I came here to find help, but I think it’s useless. Your Majesty is furious, no one dares to get into trouble at this time,” the old man said.

"The eldest prince is injured?" Linton had a headache. If nothing unexpected happened, this eldest prince should be the crown prince. That was indeed a big mistake.

"Yeah, that kid overestimated his capabilities. I heard that someone was chasing a monster, so he insisted on going up, but he was injured." The old man spread his hands and said.

"What happened to the monster after that? Was it killed?" Linton asked.

"No, he ran away. The Royal Guards are still chasing him now," the old man said.

Linton had a headache. This troublesome thing might as well be dead. If he couldn't figure it out and came back to find him, it would be even more troublesome.

After thinking about it, Linton said: "It seems that this matter is really serious, but it really doesn't care about my nephew. This monster can escape from being chased by the Royal Guards. It is definitely very powerful. Warcraft, this obviously can't be my nephew's pet, he is just a country baron, how can he have such ability."

"I understand what you mean, but it's useless for you to tell me about this matter. I'm not His Majesty the Emperor." The old man spread his hands and said, "But someone must have brought this phantom beast into the city, otherwise This thing has been discovered and reported by the guards long after entering the city, so this matter is probably planned by someone. Of course, I also think it is unlikely for your nephew. Only the nobles of the imperial capital can do this. Because I want to If you can bring a monster into the city without being detected, you must be that kind of noble."

Linton expressed a headache. Of course he knew how the fire-eating beast came in. Wasn't it brought in by the third princess? It is estimated that when the third princess entered the city, she also asked the fire-eating beast to avoid it for a while. After all, it would be more troublesome for the Warcraft to enter the city. Of course, no soldiers dared to check the third princess's car casually, so they just let it into the city. I always feel like the misunderstanding is getting bigger and bigger.

"Then you also think that if my nephew is not the murderer, other people should be able to imagine it, and His Majesty the Emperor is not that stupid. So my nephew should be fine?" Linton asked.

"Who knows, we have to see if we can find the real murderer. If we can't find it, we will have to find someone to take responsibility for it after all." The old man said.

Linton probably understood that the eldest prince was injured and the monsters caused chaos in the capital. If you can't just ignore this matter, it is indeed a blow to the royal prestige. For the sake of the royal family's face, even if the prisoner cannot be caught in the end, he will probably be caught. So even if no one believes that Garserne is the murderer, he who was caught at this time will undoubtedly become the best scapegoat. If he really can't find someone to take the blame, then he will probably be accused. Pressed on him.

Now this matter is really a bit bad, and Linton really has no good way to solve it. You said that the best way to solve this matter is to find the real culprit, but who is the real culprit? The owner of this fire-eating beast is you, okay? Then how do you tell the emperor that I am the owner of the fire-eating beast, but I did not intend to let the dog commit harm. This is just a misunderstanding. Then the emperor said that it was okay, and my son did it on his own. Is this settled? Obviously impossible.

"Hmm... So the only way now is trial by combat?" Linton said while touching his chin.

"Trial by combat? Have you decided to use trial by combat?" the old man said a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" Linton asked.

"This... is not a good idea." The old man said, "But there seems to be no other way..."

"What do you say?" Linton asked.

"You know that the injured person this time is the eldest prince, right? So if there is a trial by combat, the person who sends the trial knight will be a member of the royal family, a royal knight..." the old man said.

"Oh... just the strongest one." Linton nodded.

"Why do you look like you don't care at all? Is your nephew very strong?" the old man asked.

"My nephew is going to have an agent, and that's me," Linton said.

"So you will conduct a trial by combat on your nephew's behalf?" The old man looked at Linton in surprise, "Are you very strong?"

"It's not that he's very strong, he's invincible." Linton waved his hand and said.

"..." The old man looked at Linton speechlessly. Although he didn't speak, his eyes already told Linton what he meant.

"Hey, you're looking so suspicious. I'm really invincible, okay?" Linton said.

"Are you sure? The knights sent by the royal family, and according to the practice of trial by combat, are usually titled knights. The royal titled knights are all monster-level." The old man said, "I just looked at your spells, you He should indeed have some strength, but compared with those geniuses, he is still far behind."

"It's the other way around. They are far behind me, okay?" Linton said, "Forget it, after all, I'm not afraid of fighting."

"Oh... that's okay," the old man said, "but before you die, can you teach me the magic you used before? Or introduce your master to me."

"Gan..." Linton held up his forehead, "Okay, okay. In short, under the current situation, it's enough to win the competition, right?"

"It's a pity. From my point of view, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance that you win the competition, this matter is still very troublesome." The old man said.

"Oh? What do you say?" Linton asked.

"Don't you understand? This is a trial by combat involving the royal family. It is called a trial, but it should actually be called an execution. Indeed, if you win, according to the law, you are indeed not guilty in this matter, but... Where do you want to put the royal family's face? Do you think the royal family will look good on your family in the future?" the old man said.

"Hmm..." Linton nodded, this was indeed a problem. In a trial by combat conducted by the royal family, of course what everyone wants to see is the criminals who have not pleaded guilty. Even if you defeat the knights sent by the royal family, isn't it just a slap in the royal face? If the royal family loses face, they will certainly hold grudges in the future. You, a little baron, will have a chance to deal with you sooner or later.

If you think about it this way, this matter is not that simple to solve. Linton himself was not afraid. After all, he had the Flying Thunder God in hand. Whoever really wanted to run could catch him, but the old, weak, sick and disabled at home had no place to run. Although most people in his family don't treat him well, there are still many people he likes, such as Garsain, Linton bullies and bullies, but he doesn't want anything to happen to him.

"Actually, I suddenly thought of a way to solve your family's troubles." The old man here suddenly said.

"Huh? What can we do?" Linton asked.

"Teach me the magic just now, and I will tell you." The old man said.

"Suggest a solution first, and I'll see if it works." Linton said.

"Okay." The old man said, "I believe that if you are confident that you can defeat the Royal Knights, you should also have some strength. If this is the case, you can indeed conduct a trial by combat. But you cannot conduct a trial with the Royal people. You can let If someone else proposes a trial, it must be before the royal trial. In this case, before the royal family convicts your nephew, he has already been tried for this crime. If the trial by combat is successful, he will be innocent. Yes, the royal family can no longer find your nephew as the person to take the blame."

"Oh?" Linton was stunned. This was a good idea. "But can we find someone else?"

"Of course." The old man said, "You see, many people were injured in yesterday's turmoil, including many nobles. They also have the right to bring a trial. If you let them go to your nephew to settle accounts, then Your nephew proposed a trial by combat on the spot, and then took the opportunity to finalize the matter. If the final result of the trial by combat is not guilty, then since your nephew is not guilty, other crimes of injury will naturally have nothing to do with him, including injury. This matter about the prince.”

"That's it." Linton understood. It seemed that he was spared, but in fact he avoided slapping the royal family in the face. I have to say that Jiang is still hotter. This old man seems to be an official or has done so before. As an official, I know the situation in the officialdom very well.

"This method is okay." The old man said with a smile, "In that case, you should also teach me the magic just now, right?"

"Okay." Linton nodded, "I can teach you, but I don't know if you can learn it. Moreover, my magic is not ordinary magic. It is completely different from the magic you have understood before. If you want to learn it, you will probably have to start from scratch. Start learning, it takes a lot of time.”

"It's different from ordinary magic. Learn it from scratch?" The old man became serious, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course." Linton nodded.

"Then I want to see it even more." The old man was obviously a magic fanatic and became even more excited after hearing this. "Come on, come on, come home with me and start learning right away."

"Yes, yes, but let me ask a question first." Linton said, "Is there anyone in your family who was injured by a monster yesterday?"