"Friends, it's time to get going."

The cell door was opened, and Shi Dong and Swan were standing at the door, speaking to Bai Ye as if inviting him.

"Finally... I'm getting moldy staying here..."

"You don't look nervous at all..."

"Nervous? Of course I am nervous. Who wouldn't be nervous before dying?"

Bai Ye seemed to be smiling.

"Hmph, you have a pretty good attitude... Then please wear this for the time being..."

Shi Dong took out a pair of special shackles and put them on Bai Ye's hands and feet.

The effect is similar to this cell, both of which suppress magic power.

"Let's go."

......

As soon as he walked out of the prison gate, the people who had been waiting at the door cast unfriendly glances at him.

"Hey, is this the guy?"

"It doesn't look that good..."

"Don't judge a person by appearance. After all, he is a murderer."

Similar words kept coming into Bai Ye's ears.

I also experienced the feeling of being pointed at by thousands of people...

Anyway, Bai Ye didn't commit the crime, so you can say whatever you want.

From time to time, a few rotten eggs, vegetable leaves or something would fly over, but Bai Ye easily dodged them.

"No throwing things around!"

Swan shouted.

The crowd just stopped.

Halfway through the journey, Bai Ye saw a few familiar figures, or to be more precise, people that Shay knew.

They are all church members.

This should be Albert's backup plan.

But Bai Ye couldn't guess how to do it specifically for the time being.

Including that guy's promise, the credibility is extremely poor. Bai Ye would never believe that Albert would really let Shay go.

It doesn't matter, just use whatever tricks you have... It's just a last-ditch effort...

......

-------Opening-------

"Zamotu... You're late again, old man. What are you busy with?"

The head of the Xinwei clan scolded with a smile.

"What else could it be? It's about presiding over the trial. Strange, why didn't they ask you to preside over it?"

"Hmph, ask His Majesty yourself..."

In addition to the "Heart Guard", the "Winter Wind" clan leader, who did not get along with either of them, also took his seat early.

As for the remaining two, "Fiery Hammer" and "Stone Fist", they were busy building above ground and underground and had no time to come.

"Be quiet, your Majesty is here."

Said the Winter Wind Clan leader.

On the other side, Eido came from the direction of the palace, accompanied by the captain of the king's guard, Babos.

In fact, there was no need for Eido to come to this kind of trial. The three clan leaders had already given him enough face.

However, there is still a difficult guy on the church side, and Eido is also worried that the other party will attack directly in the city, so he has to be there to calm things down.

Sitting opposite the three clan leaders was the church delegation.

As half plaintiff and half witness, most of this trial was for their own benefit.

In order to ensure fairness, a number of jury seats were arranged, and those sitting on them were people from all walks of life in the city, including envoys from various countries.

The delegation of the Kingdom of Talal and the delegation of the Kingdom of Farga.

"Lord Maglock, we meet again."

Nagash turned his head and greeted Maglock, who had a serious face.

"Well, since we last met... I wonder how Mr. Nagash's conversation with His Majesty the Dwarf King went?"

"Yes, His Majesty the Dwarf King is indeed a hero. We have almost reached the conclusion of the cooperation. I believe it will come to an end after today."

Nagash meant something.

It seems that the outcome of the cooperation will depend on the next trial...

"Hmm... is that... the Saint?"

Melissa noticed that there was a beautiful girl sitting where the church was located. She had a completely different temperament from the several charlatans around her and seemed out of place.

"That's right. This is Saint Beatrice. She has been in office for several years..."

Maglock introduced.

"Oh... he looks nice, but I don't know how he is actually..."

The atmosphere in the church seat was somewhat solemn.

"Sir...all those who can be sent out have been sent out, and we are just waiting for the right time. If you give the order..."

"Shh...keep your voice down, are you afraid that person can't hear you?"

Albert slapped his subordinate to stop him from speaking.

"Yes...I was wrong..."

"Master Medici, why do I feel like there are so many fewer of us..."

Beatrice asked quietly.

"Lady Saint...they are all busy...so they can't come...please forgive me..."

"Oh... then I too... no no... Isabella will say that I..."

Beatrice really didn't like this kind of occasion, the occasion of trial.

It's really too heavy...

Isabella again insisted on not appearing at the scene, but just stood in the crowd and watched.

It put a lot of pressure on her...

......

Eido sat down, indicating that all the important people in the city had arrived.

The trial officially begins.

Zamotu walked up to the judge's seat, facing everyone present, and said loudly:

"Ahem... I declare that the trial of Yingji, who has committed a serious crime, will now officially begin... First... bring the defendant to the seat!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the only cleared path.

Silence fell.

Soon, the sound of shackles clanking could be heard, and Shay appeared in front of everyone, escorted by a team of dwarf soldiers.

"this......"

Maglock's face suddenly turned ugly.

Shay…why him?

Why does everyone call him "Shadow Heir"?

Isn't he a Templar Assassin?

For a moment, Maglock couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Master Maglock knows him?"

"He knows her... He can't be the Kageji... There must be something wrong here..."

"Oh... that's interesting... you're directing and acting yourself..."

Nagash muttered to himself in a voice that Maglock could not hear.

Shay walked towards the trial seat step by step with a leisurely expression.

This lack of tension made everyone present extremely uncomfortable.

There were murmurs in the crowd.

"Silence, silence!"

Zamotu rapped on the table and shouted loudly.

"...Kageji...Is it a problem...to call you that?"

"Whatever...call me whatever you want."

“Watch your attitude…This is a trial, not your home.”

"Let me ask you again, Yingzi...is it okay to call you that?"

“What’s a Kageji? A fancy nickname? I have a name, Shay. Shay Lothar.”

"Okay, Shay Lothar."

In the eyes of many people, Yingsi is just a nickname and no one pays too much attention to it.

"You are accused of committing multiple crimes in the name of 'Shadow Heir', including intentional homicide and sabotage of transportation hubs... What do you want to say in defense of this?"

"I have nothing to defend myself. I killed the man, and I wanted to blow up that place... Unfortunately, I was unlucky and failed to do so."

"So......"

"But there is one thing..."

"explain."

"What have you been talking about... 'Shadow Tsui'... What is a Shadow Tsui? I've never heard of it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shocked.

"What? Not Kageji? Then why put up a wanted poster?"

"After waiting for so long, is he just a petty thief? An ordinary murderer?"

"Damn it! I thought we were going to see something good, but this is it?"

"quiet!"

Zamotu banged on the table again to suppress the noise.

"You want to deny that you are the 'shadow heir'?"

"I'm not denying it, but I've never been a Kage heir."

"Hmph... you admit your guilt, but you don't admit your identity? Then... how do you explain the series of evidence found at the scene?"

"Next... First call the witness... Bishop Albert Medici from the Papal State of Marais..."

When he read Albert's name, Zamotu curled his lips, and he also disliked this man.

......

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