MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 704 trump card

   "The Emerald Legion, the rioting mission, prepare for blood at any cost!"

   Got the Duke's order, and the Seychelles knight shouted.

   The emerald sergeants under the stand echoed in unison, which made the guards surrounding Thales nervous, and Wyah looked around anxiously, trying to find an exit.

   "No, Jenn, wait!"

   Xilai said in a hurry to stop: "** can't solve the problem, but it confirms Federico's accusation-"

   But Zhan Enli ignored her, just stared at Federico in the distance, snorted and ordered:

   "Remember, Seychelles, if prisoners resist..."

   "Yes, no mercy, my lord." Seychelles solemnly repeated the Duke's order, striding towards his line.

   However, a hand suddenly placed on Seychelles' shoulders, giving his momentum a jolt.

   "Trust me, old friend," Cassien said, appearing behind Seychelles with a worried expression, "For the sake of the Emerald City, now is not a good time for you to show your loyalty."

  The jade sergeants who were ready to go saw this scene and looked at each other hesitantly.

   Xilai and Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

   "You are no longer a member of the Emerald Legion, Cassien," Seychelles looked forward, but did not even glance at his old friend, "Let go, or you will lose even worse than the last time."

The voice of    fell, and Seychelles' posture remained unchanged, but Thales felt that the crime of Hell River jumped slightly!

  The sergeants on standby had a premonition that something was wrong, and came up in groups, forming a siege.

"Maybe."

   Cassian frowned slightly, but never let go:

   "But if I lose alone, it's better than losing a city."

   At that moment, the two opponents never faced each other, but Thales, who was on the sidelines, felt a dull pain in his eyes.

   "I'll just say, they must have old grudges!" Behind Thales, d.d slapped his hands and said to his colleagues complacently.

  Cassian's words made Seychelles frown, and he looked around the audience: I saw that the audience in the arena were all facing the Duke's stand, all pointing and talking, and the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic than when watching the competition.

  Seychelles hesitated for a few seconds, then looked back at Duke Iris.

   "I said it before, Seychelles," Jen didn't lower his head, his eyes fixed on Federico, "If there is anyone who stands in your way..."

   "Jane!" Xilai snapped.

   "Jane, calm down!"

   Thales pulled away Wyya, who wanted to pull him back behind him, and joined the conversation:

"Don't forget, you are still the duke, and you are still the one who has the initiative and advantage at the moment, far from the point where the fish is dead and the net is broken, and even if the guy over there is hype, he is just a halfway into the election. nonsense-"

   "With all due respect, Your Highness Thales."

  Zhan interrupted him rudely, the first sentence was polite, and the second sentence was directly rude:

   "Fuck you!"

  Telston was speechless.

   Well, this is Xiaohuahua, the previous anger has not disappeared?

   "Please, brother, you know he's right," Xilai said at the right time, his eyes glowing, "You just don't want to admit it..."

   "What qualifications do you have to speak?"

  Jane turned his head back instantly, his eyes were cold, and he wandered between Thales and Xilai: …

   "After so many years, the only thing you are good at is running away from home!"

   Xilai's words were stagnant.

"That's right, for so many years, I've been more like a guest here than a host," she took a deep breath, and her words became sharp, making Zhan gradually frown, "So I know who the guests will be! Emerald City Foreign vassals, nobles from outside the kingdom, guests of thirteen prominent families, envoys from the other side of the sea, businessmen, travelers and scholars with capital traveling far, including the neighbors, allies, business partners, competitors of the Iris family..."

   "There are still enemies." Thales couldn't help but add.

   "Like you?" Jen turned his head and glared at Thales, forcing the latter to raise his hand and step back.

   The Jade sergeants surrounding the stands and the Star Lake Guards beside Thales were already hostile to each other, and they were at each other's throats.

   "And they're all waiting to see your show!"

   Xilai waved to Tell Thales not to cause trouble:

   "Jane, they want to see if what you are going to stage is an innocuous, trivial security matter that can be dealt with just by following the rules..."

   "It's still a political storm that is so big that the army has to be mobilized to suppress it." Thales added.

"So don't be—don't look at that brat anymore, I'm your sister!" Xilai scowled, pulling Jenn's murderous eyes back from Thales, "Where did I say... So don't be fooled by the enemy again! Misguided, remember, haven't you suffered enough?"

   In the face of successive dissuasion from both sides, Zhan En did not say a word, but just widened his eyes angrily and was short of breath.

   Just then, Steward Ashford walked slowly into the stands and whispered a few words behind the Duke.

  Zhan's eyes moved and he turned his head slightly.

Thales also turned his head, only to find that the nobles and vassals in the neighboring stands left their seats one after another. Some of them hurriedly looked for an exit to exit, some came towards the duke, and some sent to Zhan En. Greetings from servants, some people secretly called guards to protect themselves, some people were filled with righteous indignation and denounced the villain, some people shouted the slogan "King Diligently save the car", and some people even called the name of Prince Thales loudly, but no matter which kind, it was given to the vigilantes who maintained the order. And cuckolds with great pressure.

   And the eyes of the entire arena, at this moment, are focused on Jenn alone.

   Duke Iris took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

"see it?"

   Xilai nodded to Ashford and said to his brother:

   "He wants you to send someone to arrest him, or even kill him, in front of everyone! That's his purpose!"

  Zhan En stared at his cousin, his eyes splitting, but he didn't say a word.

"Yes, do you remember the duel between Anke Bailar and him?" Thales resisted the doubts in his heart and said, "The enemy is forcing you to make a choice, and it becomes a default stigma when the enemy is forcing you to make a choice. The unjust duke, or—"

   "Are you finished?"

  Jane interrupted him coldly:

   "You care about us so much, Your Highness, I thought you were the Duke of South Bank."

   Thales shut up, but Xilai, who knew Jenn, was relieved. She nodded to Thales from an angle that her brother couldn't see. …

  Under the stage, Cassien exhaled and let go of the hand on Seychelles' shoulder. The latter waved his hand reluctantly and signaled to the sergeants who had finished the whole team to wait.

   "Also, there's one more thing that I can't understand..." Seeing the drama, Thales quickly changed the subject to ease Jen's anger.

   "What's the matter?" Xilai asked promptly.

   Under everyone's doubts, Thales pointed to the distant podium.

   "He, Federico or something..."

The prince    looked at the man who claimed to be Federico, and at the black armored knight below, who was full of fighting power and intimidation, and narrowed his eyes:

"That's it?"

   "What?" Xilai was puzzled.

   "He's just," Thales thought, "just another Anker Bailar? Nothing else?"

  Jane narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

   But before we could discuss the result here, Federico spoke again and shouted to the entire arena:

   "What's the matter, cousin? What are you planning?"

   He looked at Jenn and the Emerald Legion ready to go, and laughed:

   "I'm speechless and angry? Want to go the old way and let your lackeys bury my corpse in thousands of pieces to hide my eyes and ears?"

  Jane frowned.

   The discussion in the entire arena grew louder.

More and more people looked at the "green hats" that covered the audience—some soldiers focused on their duties and maintained order, while others were gearing up to sharpen their knives, just waiting for an order from their superiors—they were paying attention to their weapons, and their eyes were at the same time. Show fear and anticipation.

   "Then what are you waiting for, come on!"

  I saw Federico leaning out and proclaiming loudly to the audience:

   "Under the witness of the Sunset Goddess, I swear that I will be captured without any resistance!"

   Federico's voice fell, and Jenn, Thales, and Xilai were all startled.

   "Come on, cousin! For justice and truth, for justice and law, I dare to put my life in your hands!"

"It's just you, father-killing coward, do you dare to look me in the eyes in front of my face, in front of the entire Emerald City, in front of the setting sun and the bright moon," Federico raised his hand and shouted out his opponent bitterly 's full name, "Jane Kevin Dill?"

   In the next second, the discussion in the audience suddenly increased, as if the snowball that was getting bigger and bigger finally burst.

   "He's telling the truth? He'll be captured?"

   "Fuck, is he so courageous?"

   "Don't, I'm still looking forward to a battle or assassination!"

   "So stupid..."

   "No, that's pretty clever..."

   "What's so smart, if I were Duke Jenn, I would take the opportunity to kill him with one knife, one hundred percent..."

   "You think the duke is as stupid as you?"

   "Stop dawdling, let's go!"

   "Damn... that exit doesn't let anyone go, there's a green hat guarding..."

   "No, don't quarrel with them. In this case, they can kill you by saying 'suspected to be a traitor', and they don't have to deal with it..."

"Let the ghosts go," Morgan said resentfully in the lineup of the Star Lake Guards, "The fugitive young master took a lot of effort, plus an extreme master to rush around, only to show his face on the host platform, this is 'getting caught' already?"

  "I don't believe it either," Glover agreed, "unless he makes the killer surrender first..."…

   But Zombie's words suddenly stopped.

   "Strange." He wondered.

   Everyone, including Thales, noticed that something was wrong, and they all took a closer look:

  I don't know when, the black armored soldier who once broke through the siege and escorted Federico to the host stage, and guarded the stage and his husband as Guan Wanfu Mokai...

   has long since disappeared without a trace.

   "Where's the people? Where's the others? Where's Lausanne II?" Miranda reacted. She climbed the railing in two steps and looked at the empty steps under the host in the distance. She was amazed, "When did you disappear?"

   In an instant, everyone, including the vigilantes and guards who had been surrounding the stage, burst into exclamations, as if they had just discovered that the enemy standing in front of them was gone.

"I don't know, I can't believe it," Paul said in disbelief, looking around, "I've been using the 'sky-view method' to pay attention to what's going on over there. He is the best at targeting prey, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to suddenly lose the target..."

   "It's reasonable to say," Wyah took out his notes and recorded it solemnly, "but don't forget that everything about Lausanne II goes against common sense."

   Thales, who saw this scene, was also surprised.

   He just disappeared?

   Strange and weird.

   Is this planned?

   "Wait, but if you lose the protection of the master, that Federico..." Paul looked into the distance, thoughtful.

  The next second, there is no biggest obstacle, the vigilantes and guards below the host look at me, I look at you, and finally woke up like a dream, rushed to the host and rushed to Federico!

   "Surrender now!"

"lay down your weapon!"

   "Don't move!"

"Put your hands up!"

   "Leave the microphone!"

   "Stay where you are!"

  The chaotic shouts and warnings came one after another, and through the microphone, they spread throughout the arena.

   Federico raised his hands and knelt down in cooperation, allowing himself to be roughly pushed down and suppressed, and suffered a lot of beatings.

   "Being able to break through the siege all the way, and then knock down so many guards in a row," Glover said with a gloomy face, "That should have been Lausanne II just now, right? He, he just left his employer and ran with his tail tucked?"

   "The loyalty of mercenaries." Morgan sighed.

"Hey, it's because he ran away," d.d sighed with relief, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he hurriedly shivered, arrogantly, "I mean, I actually taught him to run! Otherwise, we wouldn't let him go. …”

   "Then let's chase now?" Nexi was excited and eager to try.

  The rest looked at each other, you looked at the bandage on my body, I looked at the wound on your hand, everyone turned their heads in tacit understanding, and remained silent.

   "We, let's put the safety of His Highness first." Miranda sighed.

   "Ah, what about the honor of the guards? If you are afraid, if Chief Majors wakes up..." Nexi couldn't believe it.

   "Actually," interrupted d.d solemnly, "it is for the honor of the guard."

  The crowd fell silent.

   Soon, the figures of vigilantes and guards filled the entire host stage, and the blood-colored iris flag on the host stage was roughly removed, as if to signal that the accident was coming to an end. …

   "Get down! Get down!"

   "No, kneel down!"

   "Slow down and keep your hands where I can see!"

   "Caught him!"

   "Hold and hold!"

   "Tied up!"

   "Want to gag his mouth?"

   "No, so many people are watching... Stop fighting!"

   "We are vigilantes, and according to the laws of the Emerald City, you have the right to defend yourself and stand trial..."

  The situation has changed dramatically, sparking a new round of discussion from the audience, and the sound in the arena has become chaotic and noisy again.

"This young master Federico has made such a big thing," Paul asked many people's doubts, "So he raised his hand and surrendered? Give up the bodyguard thugs, give up the violent resistance, give up the force of deterrence, give up his biggest bargaining chip. ?"

right.

   Thales also frowned: The other party made a scene in the arena, accusing the current duke of the most vicious and terrifying charges, but now...

   Catch it?

   "No, on the contrary, he grabbed his biggest bargaining chip." Miranda looked at Federico in the distance, thoughtfully.

   "At least he saved his life." Glover said dismissively.

   "But..." Paul hesitated.

   But that doesn't make sense.

   Thales nodded and took his words in his heart.

  Yes, maybe Federico can save his life.

  Under pressure, Jenn would not kill him, at least not in public.

   But doesn't he know that if he falls into the hands of Kongming Palace like this, he has no chance of winning?

   Thales turned his head subconsciously: Jenn observed the situation on the field, his brows rose and fell, not knowing what to think.

   "He really, surrendered?" Xilai couldn't believe it.

   After a few seconds, Jenn's expression returned to calm, he lowered his head and gave a gentle order.

   "Seychelles, the mission is cancelled, let the Emerald Corps return to their posts and continue to maintain order."

  Seychelles expression changed:

   "But adults..."

   "Call Lieutenant Cherki and ask him to take the security officer out of the team," Jenn couldn't allow him to refute, "Go to **** the prisoner, remember to pay attention to your quality, attitude and actions, and don't disturb the audience."

  Seychelles hesitated, but Cassien shook his head at him.

   "Send your most capable tracker," Zhan continued, "to chase the master who ran away. Even if you can't catch him, you have to find out where he's going."

  Seychelles was silent for a few seconds, but turned around and called someone to give an order.

"Ashford, let the host businesses work, appease the audience, adjust the atmosphere, the election will be a winner, it's time to prepare for the next game," Jenn calmly issued orders one by one, "and , summon the vassals and dignitaries present, who need to properly 'know' what's going on here."

   The butler smiled and nodded.

   "Very well, Jen," Xilai was relieved to see his brother regain his senses, "don't forget who you are and who we are—don't let his nonsense affect you."

   She took a deep breath:

   "Remember: Kevin Deere does not die with the enemy."

   But Jenn didn't say anything, he just glanced at his sister with complicated eyes.

   "Then what are you going to do? Throw him in jail, or the open sea?" Thales asked. …

  Jane looked back at him.

   "That guy, he thought he had the biggest bargaining chip before he dared to come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes," Jenn snorted coldly with sharp eyes, "but he also forgot his biggest weakness."

   Thales' eyes moved.

   "This is Emerald City, and he walked into my chess game," Zhan said coldly, "My rules."

   Exactly.

  Jane's Rules.

With Jenn's influence, control and dominance in the Emerald City for many years—whether it was a simple and rude execution order, a complex series of political and legal operations, or even sophisticated public opinion guidance and manipulation, Federico was the How to sway the public with a bright tongue and a lotus flower, how to be rational and justifiable, will inevitably fail in the end.

  This truth - Thales looked at Federico thoughtfully - didn't he know?

In the field, the host trembled and re-emerged on the stage, reluctantly (thanks to the gang of vigilantes standing under the stage), in his calm voice, reminded the audience and players that the selection would be interrupted for some reason, and now it will be restarted. start.

   But no one cared about the competition for a long time.

   The ranks of the vigilantes and the Emerald Legion flowed again. They drank the crowd, maintained order, opened a passage around the arena, and escorted the prisoners to the Duke's Stand.

Federico, who was **** with five flowers, had a bruised face and was in a state of embarrassment. Every time the escorting team passed a stand, the audience was extremely excited. will be the culprit.

  The atmosphere seems to be back to the time before the accident, when the contestants were fiercely competing.

   On the way to escort, Federico was quiet and obedient, without shouting or struggling to resist, but as the team got closer and closer, everyone in the Duke's stand became more and more nervous.

   "Alert! Watch out for the crowd!" Seychelles shouted, and the Emerald Corps responded in unison.

   "Strange, he really didn't resist at all." d.d looked at Federico in the **** team and whispered to his companions.

   "It didn't throw an alchemy ball suddenly and surprise the audience."

   "No assassins popped out." Glover glanced around alertly.

   "No comrades who have been in ambush for a long time," Morgan said.

   "No one in the heavyweight audience echoed and stirred emotions." Paul looked at the aristocratic stand.

   "There is no turning point, no accident, it is more boring than the stage play of the Temple of the Night." Nexi sighed in disappointment.

   "So, this fugitive young master has done so much to roar at the host and pour dirty water on the Duke?" Morgan said disdainfully.

   "Then he's too naive," Paul said. "Even if things get bigger, once he's caught by the Emerald Legion, he won't be able to do anything."

   "Stupid," Glover shook his head, "hidden is his greatest advantage, but now, he has let the Emerald City be slaughtered..."

   "But he still looked confident, and I always felt there was something wrong." Wyamo swiped his notebook.

   "Well, everyone in the Kevin Deere family looks like this," d.d shrugged, "I suspect they have an ancestor's motto: no matter how panicked your heart is, your face will be paralyzed."

   "Unless he has a backer." Miranda said suddenly. …

All of the    guards turned to her.

  Miranda looked at Federico and said solemnly: "Worse and more powerful ace."

  Wiya thoughtful: "Even if he is caught by the Emerald Legion, he is not afraid at all, is there a fearless trump card?"

   Exactly.

   Thales, who silently listened to this, was equally suspicious.

   A trump card.

   "So..." Paul mused, "Where's that trump card? How to play it?"

  Miranda shook her head.

"do not know."

  Miranda reminded everyone in Star Lake Castle:

   "But this matter must have been planned for a long time, and he will not easily admit defeat. Even if he raises his hand to surrender, there may be something wrong."

   Exactly.

   After listening to their words, Thales looked around.

   He wanted to find some familiar figures, or smell a familiar conspiracy.

   is never that simple.

  According to experience, Federico must have more chips, bigger conspiracies, and more powerful means.

   is enough to knock down Jenn's killer.

   not just an appearance, an accusation, a flag.

   In this way, it fits the style of Kessel and the kingdom's secret department.

   Just, where?

What is   ?

On the other side, after many hurdles, all the vassals and nobles of the Emerald City, including many heavyweight VIPs, were invited to the Duke's stand. Both Thales and Jenn had to restrain their subordinates, put their swords into their sheaths, put their swords on their backs, and work hard. Create an atmosphere of harmony and beauty.

   "Sorry, the family xenophobia has spoiled everyone's interest."

  Jane turned around and faced the guests with a smile:

   "Emerald City is very sorry for that."

  The Duke spoke, gentle and cordial, and the vassals and the guests looked at each other.

   "It's okay, Your Excellency," the first to speak was the member of the Immortal Council, the blood clan Yannick, who saw him smile gracefully and set the tone for the event, "Who doesn't have a few black sheep?"

   His words welcomed the echo of many people.

   "The situation of the Emerald City is very good, the prosperous world is prosperous, and the external forces are jealous when they see it," an old vassal directly under his command hummed, "Of course, the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes is inevitable."

"The most holy Talar has a word, family scandals are not avoided, they are close relatives, and faults are not hidden, but for close friends," Cong Zhongcheng's Lai Eni replied humbly, "Our Dusu Antalar and the Duke are inseparable, A little interlude, that's fine."

"Actually, I'm enjoying it quite a bit, it's much more interesting than the previous years," Hasha, the special envoy of the Tyranid Trade State, put his arms around his concubine and laughed, "Of course, if there is anything we need our country's help, duke Just say it! Or, at the tariff meeting tomorrow?"

"What are you going to do with him, my lord?" Tanganga, the owner of the Sea Wolf fleet, stared at Federico who was getting closer, hehe smiled, and geared up, "If you want me to tell me, leave it to me and take it to sea to see Sea view…”

   Facing these guests, Zhan En was relieved one by one, and responded earnestly, his words were not leaking, as if the turmoil just now did not exist.

   saw Thales frown again and again.

"It seems that no matter whether a vassal, a partner, or even a competitor," Miranda frowned, "regardless of the high-sounding or ulterior motives, they have no reason to support a person who has been out of position for a long time, has been defeated for many years, and has neither power nor power. After unprofitable chaos.”…

"Not to mention the judgment hall, the vigilance hall, the city hall in the city..." Paul sighed, "This young master of Kevin Deere, his fanning and accusations are pale, except for a lively, nothing, the truth On, the moment he put down his weapon and sent the bodyguard away, and he was willing to pay for it, he lost."

Is it.

   Thales was lost in thought.

   Federico, did he really lose?

  If he is what he thinks, he is here to bring down Jen...

   Is that the only way?

   Then what is he waiting for?

  What else did the secret department prepare?

What else does   Kessel V plan to do?

   A higher edict? Surprising evidence? Overwhelming public opinion? Infiltrated traitor? A foreign enemy who is crushed by soldiers?

   or something else?

   What can make him come back in one fell swoop?

  While Thales was thinking hard, Federico was finally handed over to the Emerald Legion smoothly and smoothly and brought to the Duke's Stand.

   "Everyone, the Emerald Celebration is a day of great joy," Zhan said with a smile and raised his hand in response to the guests, "Who said I was going to kill someone?"

   He turned around, looked at Federico under the stage, and walked down the steps.

"Instead, I'll give him the treatment he deserves," the emerald sergeants cleared a path in the crowd and let Jann walk towards the prisoner, "after all, he's also a Kevin Dill, shedding the blood of irises and changing his body. For the citizens of the Emerald City."

   Amid the applause from the vassals and guests, Thales and Xilai looked at each other and walked down the steps.

   Seeing Seychelles and Cassien escorting two Kevin Dills beside him, Wyah was startled, and hurriedly called everyone to follow Thales, listed the formation, and tried to put on the pomp of a prince.

   "Long time no see, Fader."

  Under the gazes of all the guests and even the entire arena, Jenn looked calm and looked down on Federico, who was kneeling on the ground and tied tightly, with no possibility of struggle:

"you lost weight."

  The blood-stained Federico wanted to get up, but was held down by the guards behind him. He smiled:

   "If you've ever died once, cousin, you'll find it's not that hard to lose weight."

   Xilai looked at the prisoner in front of him, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but ask:

   "Fader, you...why?"

   Federico turned his head.

   "Ah, Cecilia, innocent and innocent sister. You really have grown up a lot, right," he smiled mockingly, "Slim, waiting to be another Queen Kevin Deere?"

   Xilai frowned:

   "I thought you were dead."

   "Then you think you're right. Oh, Your Highness Thales," Federico turned to Thales, his eyes lit up, "I've been admiring the fame for a long time, but I finally see it... Please accept my thanks, I'm very grateful!"

   With all his strength, he bowed awkwardly in a kneeling position.

   Thales' eyes moved:

   "Why? I don't know you."

   Federico laughed - Federico's laughter was more wild than Jen's polite and perfect smile.

   "Indeed, but if it wasn't for the blessing of His Highness, I'm afraid I would never return to the Emerald City this day," he said with bright eyes, "I naturally want to thank you greatly."

   "Lord Jenn!"

  One of the patriarchs of the thirteen prestigious families, the Count of Lasia of the Marshland, came out more and more, filled with righteous indignation, especially special:…

   "As far as I know, Federico Kevin Dier was a traitor. He escaped death in the past, and now he is still stubborn and his nature is hard to change! My lord, please order immediately and kill this thief!"

   Federico snorted disdainfully:

   "Traitors also have the face to talk about others?"

  Count Lasia's expression changed, and he cursed, and was held by his eldest son.

  While comforting the earl, Jenn moved his eyes and looked at the two girls behind the earl of Lasia.

   The next second, the two girls looked at each other and raised their heads solemnly:

   "Kasha Karabyan, please protect the duke and punish him with severe punishment."

   "Kina of the twin towers and long swords, I suggest Mr. Zhan to cut the grass and root, and don't be soft-hearted."

  The serious sisters have shrewd eyes, raised their hands, and opened the two folding fans tacitly.

   Thales heard Xilai humming in disdain beside him.

   Seeing everyone express their opinions, Zhan finally smiled.

   "Ha, wisdom is on the left, and the sword is on the right," Federico sarcastically said, "and Karabyan is always in the middle, do you know what it's like - grass on the wall."

  Karabyan's twins were neither embarrassed nor annoyed, with almost identical smiles.

   "Enough, Federico Calvindier."

  Zhan called out his cousin's name with awe.

   "As a criminal who absconded with suspended animation, you mustered the courage to surrender yourself, which is admirable, but on the other hand, you are stubborn and persistent..."

   "Are you finished, cousin, Young Master Zhan?"

   Federico interrupted him with a look of disdain: "Should I go through the process to go to prison, or go directly to the high seas?"

  Jane's expression tightened.

"In the name of the setting sun, the king and the ancestor of Calvin Dill, whether it is the doubts about the death of Uncle Sona or the fate of the past few days, the Emerald City will find out the truth, and it will be found in the entire kingdom. Witness, give you justice and the most just judgment."

   "Judgment? You, cousin, are you going to judge me?" Federico snorted, as if he had heard the most absurd thing.

   "Not me, but the Emerald City."

  Zhan En said coldly: "Whether it was a riot eleven years ago, which caused countless disasters, or a stubborn and stubborn chaos eleven years later."

   Federico burst out laughing:

   "Then why don't you just kill me now?"

  Jane shook his head:

   "Don't worry, you will get the end you deserve - the Emerald City has its own laws, and there is no room for ulterior motives to turn upside down corruption by illegal acts."

   There was a voice of approval among the vassals.

   Federico laughed when he heard what Jenn said.

   "I know, I know why you're so proud, so close, cousin..."

   He slowly glanced at everyone in front of him:

   "Because I finally fell into your hands, into your prison, into your court, into your official office, into the power system you built and covered the sky with one hand."

   Federico snorted:

   "Then you have a legal and compliant and extremely hypocritical means to deal with me, confounding right and wrong and planting blame, and I have thrown myself into the trap, and I have no chance of winning.

   He struggled to stand up, but was knocked down again and again by the guards, and in the end he could only scream in anger: …

   "Because as long as Jenn Kevin Deere is still the lord of the city, the duke, and the owner of the irises, this trial against me will not be fair!"

   Thales looked at Federico with even more doubts in his heart.

What is he doing?

   There is no excuse, no counterattack, and no threat…

  Some are just…

   A grieving resentment?

  Jane smiled.

   "I understand that no criminal will admit his guilt, just like no son will believe that his father is a bad guy, but it's a pity that everyone has to pay for what they did."

  Jane was unhurried, well-founded, and even Federico seemed incoherent, as if he was escaping from a crime.

   "Ha, in the Emerald City, it is necessary to talk about grand tactics and serious conspiracy," Paul shook his head in the team, sarcastically in a low voice, "Who can play against the powerful Emerald City Lord himself?"

yes.

   Thales looked at Jane's treatment and characterization of Federico, and nodded silently in his heart.

   One person vs. one city, how can you not lose?

   "That's it? It's over?" Nexi couldn't believe it. "But what about the so-called father-slaughter and slander? No one cares, right? The duke's reputation in people's hearts..."

"Duke Jane has been in power for many years, and his rule is stable. And people are always forgetful, short-sighted, self-interested, and realistic," Wyar was slightly ecstatic, "maybe as long as it doesn't concern himself, and the current life is alright, still Tolerable, that time will change everything."

   "Please, don't be disappointed, just be happy," d.d was beaming, "At least we don't have to worry about how to take His Highness out of the Emerald City."

   At this moment, Miranda suddenly said:

"I found it."

  Wiya looked back for a while: "What?"

   "Ace." Miranda answered simply.

   Everyone in the Star Lake Guard turned back.

   "Yes, his ace," I saw Miranda staring at Federico with a solemn expression, "the ace that can cause fatal damage to Duke Iris."

"real?"

  d.d became interested and asked in a low voice, "Where? Is it an assassin? Or a witness? Or a shocking scandal..."

   "The only problem is..."

   Miranda ignored him, and began to check the weapon on her own:

   "That trump card, do you want to be turned over?"