Original God's Dark Priest

“Marcelle, do you know why you lost?” Navia seemed to declare victory, “Because you have been staring at the lover you lost, and have not shifted your gaze to others.

That’s why you don’t notice our changes, our growth.”

"That's why I didn't understand the boss's expectations of the young lady." Miles echoed.

Silver also said: "And our determination!"

The vulnerable, naive and ignorant little girl has grown into a thorny yellow rose, causing those with ulterior motives to be pierced by her sharp thorns and bleed profusely.

At this point, Marcelle can be declared a complete failure.

He stood there and took a deep breath. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said sarcastically, "Your... determination? Hehe... hehehe..."

Villette glanced at Marcelle, who was in a somewhat abnormal mood, and said, "If Mr. Marcelle still wants to refute, please do it as soon as possible, otherwise the trial will move to the next stage."

Although in his opinion, Marcelle had no chance to succeed, he didn't mind giving her a chance to refute since she would be refuted in the end anyway.

After hearing Villette's almost indifferent words, Marcelle finally exploded: "You think... you think I want to!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at everyone in the audience: "Paying attention to you? Why? Have you ever paid attention to me? Have you ever experienced my pain? Have you ever watched the person you love the most dissolve before your eyes!

No one helped me, not even anyone believed in me. Decades ago, even the people in the court of law told me...

How can a person dissolve into water? You said I must have had an accident and went crazy. Vignelle's death was ignored by all of you as insignificant!

Do you understand now? It's too late! Those who have been dissolved can never come back!

This is all your fault. You are holding a high-sounding trial, pursuing justice, pursuing farce, and turning a blind eye to the suffering of ordinary people!

Vignelle is dead! I made an agreement with her to go anywhere together! This is our agreement all along!

But I am not from Fontaine, I cannot dissolve! "

As he spoke, he suddenly took out a bottle from his pocket, opened it, and took a big gulp.

Little Paimeng had sharp eyes and recognized it immediately: "Hey! He drank... the water of the original fetal sea!"

"Bang!" Marcelle smashed the bottle hard on the ground, breaking it into pieces. The remaining water from the original fetal sea splashed everywhere. Fortunately, the guardrail here was not a railing, but a thick wall. Otherwise, in this position, the audience below might be affected and contaminated by the dripping water from the original fetal sea.

Even so, the guards behind him retreated in panic, not wanting to encounter such a dangerous thing.

Marcelle didn’t care about other people’s reactions at all. He covered his head in pain and said, “I can’t dissolve… I can’t dissolve, I can’t dissolve!

See? I can’t go, I can’t go… I can only think of a way to bring her back? In the end, I was still tricked by that old dog Carres…”

He pointed at Navia and said insulting words to Carres, causing Navia's eyes to narrow dangerously: "I have been cautious all my life, but I was stabbed by his stupid daughter. Hahahaha...hahahahaha..."

Marcelle laughed at himself. He felt that fate was really bullshit and he wanted to use his last bit of arrogance to laugh at the unfairness of fate.

Just as he said this, Ying spoke with disdain, "It's true. A guy like you, in the end, all you said were evasive and blame-shifting words, and you didn't realize your real mistake at all."

"What did you say?" Marcelle stopped laughing and looked coldly at Ying below.

Ying put her hands on her hips and looked straight at Marcelle who was high up: “You keep saying that you love Vinil, as if you would lose the whole world if you lost him.

But she has been dead for twenty years, and you are still alive and well. If you love her so much, why don't you just die?"

Her words caused a commotion, and many people felt that Ying was going a bit too far.

Villette tapped his cane. "Silence!"

The audience fell silent.

Ying continued, "Doing despicable and unjust things in the name of love, this is the most shameful thing about you!

How many people have you killed in these twenty years? You said you were in pain and wanted to bring Viniel back, but all you did in these twenty years was torture and kill other innocent people.

The brave challenge the strong, and the cowardly will punch the weak. Marcelle, there is no doubt that you are a complete weakling, cowardly, timid, and hopeless! "

"Shut up! What do you know? You have never experienced the separation of life and death from your lover, so why do you judge me?" Marcelle scolded loudly. He felt that Ying was just a yellow-haired girl and was not worthy of judging his noble love.

Ying was not annoyed, but sneered: "Yes, I don't understand love, but I understand people. If Wei Niel is a kind girl, she would not be willing to see you kill so many innocent people for her. You know very well that you will not be forgiven by doing this.

But you still did it, why?"

Ying recalled Isot's comments, took a deep breath, and then sneered: "Because you are just venting your own twisted emotions, and you are trying to make others experience the same pain in this way.

You are twisted, vicious, and self-righteous! You are nothing but trash and waste. Every word you say about your love for Viniel is tarnishing her feelings.

Of course, you probably wouldn't care. After all, you even used the name she prepared for your child to forge an identity. What can't a person like you do?"

"You're talking nonsense! I didn't! You don't understand me, or Vinier, and certainly not the love between us!" Marcelle was completely defeated and started yelling hysterically.

But Ying did not give in, pressing forward step by step, and finally delivering the most crucial blow: "You said that Weiner is dead and can't come back, and that people who are dissolved can't come back, right?

So why did I still meet Vigner and learn from her that she didn't want to see you again? "

Marcelle was completely stunned. He stared at Ying, trying to find evidence of lying from her face, but no, Ying did not lie, she really had met Vinier.

“After being dissolved, Viniel did not die completely. She called out your name over and over again. Even though she was unconscious at the end and even forgot who she was, she still remembered one name: Vashé.

Likewise, she also knows what you did, so she doesn’t want to see you at all. She… is very disappointed in you.” Ying said and stopped looking at Marcelle.

Everything that needs to be said has been said. Next, we just have to wait for the final judgment result.

Navia was looking at Ying from above. When their eyes met, the eldest lady of the Thorn Rose Society quietly gave her a thumbs up: "Great, partner. Your words are much sharper than mine!"

"Hey!" Ying smiled back.

Marcelle was so stunned by Ying's words that he couldn't utter a word. He looked around in a daze and suddenly felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Even his greatest motivation, Vinil, seemed to have abandoned him in the other person's words.

Everything she had done so far was denied. Marcelle was shocked and burst into tears.

"He...actually cried? Can a person like this regret something?" an audience member exclaimed.

Then someone explained for him: "How is that possible? Even if he regretted it, he would only regret being exposed. How could he regret the sins he committed?"

"He didn't know he was wrong, he just knew he couldn't get away." Someone said disdainfully, "This kind of person deserves death!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Villette had to stand up again: "Silence! The accused is a little out of control, security guards, please control him."

Things have developed to this point, and there is no point in saying more.

"Don't come over here! No one, don't come over here!" Marcelle screamed crazily, "I still have to save Viniel, I have an agreement with her...

Vignel... Vignel... Don't blame me, don't blame me... I really want to fulfill our promise..."

He looked up, as if he could see the gloomy and rainy sky of Fontaine through the ceiling: "Don't abandon me..."

"He's just a poor guy who is immersed in his own world and moves himself." Saphir curled up on Funina's thighs and rubbed her flat belly, with no ripples in his heart.

"It seems that the trial has come to a conclusion. After Ms. Navia's accusation was established, the accusation against Mr. Tartaglia was also not established." Navillatte no longer looked at Marcelle who was kneeling on the ground, but turned to look at Funina who witnessed everything with a frown, and Tartaglia who was in the audience.

Hearing this, Tartaglia stood up from his seat and stretched his body: "Hey, it's okay. I was a little disappointed at first, but now I'm in a good mood after watching such a wonderful debate."

He was indeed quite satisfied with this farce, not only because of the reversal in it, but also the undercurrent hidden deep inside.

He could see clearly that the person who had forced Marcelle to go to the judgment seat in the beginning was Saphir's most capable subordinate: Ada.

This girl must have arranged something behind the scenes, but Tartaglia was not sure how much she was involved, but he was looking forward to the day when the fog would be cleared.

The experience in Liyue was not a good memory for him, but this time, he was confident that he was definitely not the one at the center of the vortex.

Things will always change, and Tartaglia is ready to watch the show.

He could also solve the problem that had troubled him for many years, which made him feel even happier.

No one cared about what Tartaglia was thinking, so Villette began to retell the whole case: “Marcelle’s original name was Vache, and she and her lover Vignelle were adventurer partners.

During an underwater exploration, Vignel accidentally came into contact with the water of the primordial fetal sea and dissolved in front of Vashé. With the help of others, Vashé learned about the existence of the primordial fetal sea water and kidnapped the girl for research in order to restore Vignel.

In order to hide the identity of the criminal, he used the pseudonym Marcelle and started doing business in Baisong Town.

In later research, Vash discovered that diluted primordial fetal sea water could make people excited, so he began to sell Les.

However, in the process of accumulating research funds and continuing his research, he came into conflict with the Thorn Rose Society. After a long period of open and covert fighting, he wanted to take the opportunity of a banquet to kill the Thorn Rose Society's president, Carres.

In the end, although an accident occurred during the implementation, he made Carres a suspect of the murder by dissolving the murderer.

And not long ago, Vashey showed up and used his old tricks again, pinning the suspicion of the girl's disappearance on Linnie.

Ultimately, the plan to frame someone failed, and the effect of the original fetal sea water was made public. He was thus exposed and was eventually accused and questioned.

The truth behind the mysterious serial disappearance of young girls has been revealed.”

Applause broke out from the audience, and people were glad that the mastermind behind the incident had been caught. From then on, there were no more cases of missing girls, and the public security in Fontainebleau was greatly improved.

"Then, the charges against Mr. Vashé will now be handed over to the Verdict Machine for the final decision." As Villette finished his words, the Verdict Machine located below his position emitted a soft aqua-blue light.

Finina looked at the sacred-looking Metaphor Judgment Machine, and Saphir on her lap was also looking over there.

No matter how many times she watched it, this scene was always so exciting. Saphir took a deep breath. This time, he was not judging her.

The judgment result soon appeared on the mechanism in Villette's hand. Villette took the card and took a look at it. He felt no ripple in his heart. After all, it was an expected result.

"According to the verdict given by the indicative verdict machine, Mr. Vashé—" Villette said calmly as he announced the final verdict, "guilty."

Marcelle, who was being held captive by the guards, seemed to have lost all her strength and silently lowered her head.

Funina also looked serious at this time, and said sternly: "Guards, take Vashie away!"

Marcelle was taken away under the control of the security team. The audience all shouted in satisfaction, saying that she got what she deserved.

Everything was settled, and Paimon was celebrating with Ying that she had helped. Although most of the things were done by people arranged by Saphir, they played a key role even if they were just conveying the message.

On the high seat, Navia was breathing slightly. At this moment, she finally relaxed, and then she felt exhausted.

She did not engage in strenuous physical activity, but it was still a big challenge to refute a person who was once a respectable elder to her and send him to prison under tremendous pressure. She was a little dazed.

"Miss, you did a great job." Silver said soothingly.

Myles nodded and said, "The day the boss has been waiting for has finally arrived, Miss. From now on, you can breathe a sigh of relief."

"Well, it's finally over." Navia nodded with a complicated expression, "Thanks to you, Ying and Paimon, and..."

She looked towards Funina's seat, her eyes falling on the black kitten in her arms. Ying had told her that it was Saphir that had transformed. Although she didn't know how Saphir had done it, it didn't stop Navia from feeling grateful to her.

If it weren't for Saphir... Navia felt that she would never have made it here. She would probably have died in an attack soon.

"Dad... the Rose Thorn is in my hands... isn't that good?" She pretended to be relaxed and tilted her head slightly, trying to force a smile, but tears quietly slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Tears are the crystallization of emotions. At this moment, Navia's emotions condensed into tears, like light rain falling for no reason, dripping on the floor of the Oprykle Opera House and also dripping into the hearts of the people who witnessed it all.

The sky of Fontainebleau became a little gloomier, and raindrops were falling gently. The rain without cause was like the tears of the gods. She had pity on everyone in the world.