This was not the answer Hitzfeld wanted.
She clenched her fists tightly, stared at the woman's furrowed brows, and her heart began to ache as if it was being squeezed.
She didn't even dare to ask what would happen if "trying her best" failed.
She wasn't sure...she could bear the consequences.
"What are you doing--"
"This crazy woman is here again - stop her now!!"
Just then, she heard a scream from behind.
Everyone turned around and saw Dai Lin... She had easily broken free from the entanglement, and those roots were like paper in her hands.
"impossible--"
Sixus opened his mouth.
Without armor, how could the Golden Knight have such power in the dream world?
Are you kidding me?
Dai Lin at this moment does look very different from the past.
Her body was covered with a layer of golden light, vaguely covering those parts. At first glance, she really looked like a deity.
"let me."
They heard her say this.
"If this is my sin."
"Then the final outcome should also be accomplished by me personally."
Chapter 82 Golden Dream
Time came three weeks later.
As one of the parties who managed to escape from Bartlett Beach with great difficulty, facing certain official requirements, Aisuen Hitzfeld came to a secret place to recount what had happened to him three weeks ago.
It's like a dark dungeon here, and you can hear the sound of dripping water from time to time.
The girl sat on a wooden chair with her hands and feet fixed separately. There was only a beam of light covering her from above, and it was dark in all other directions.
This was not the first time she had been treated this way, so she was not panicked.
And she believed that the few people who really held power in the country were reasonable. As long as Alwin Harwin was still in power, she would not be held accountable for such a "small matter".
"Are you laughing?"
A rude voice came from the darkness ahead.
"Let me see... Detective, Aisun Hitzfeld... You are charged with seventeen counts of violating the Bartlett Law, including heresy! And you are still in a mood to laugh!"
"Are you flouting Sarah's laws? ... Can I take it that way?"
"I will always respect the laws and regulations of any country," the girl said, "and I will never violate them without reason."
"Ridiculous!" the other party interrupted her, "So you think that any situation where you break the law is justifiable? You think that it is reasonable to do so?"
Hitzfeld frowned.
She wanted to retort, but after some thought she decided to adopt a sarcastic tone instead: "...Thank you for stretching me."
There was a burst of discussion around.
She heard some voices speaking loudly against her, criticizing her arrogance and believing that she had "received too much favor."
"Your Majesty, you can no longer indulge her like this..."
"Yes, after all, she is just a commoner girl..."
"He has no background, and he's not even married at this age. He doesn't seem to have any intention of contributing..."
"How about just torturing her?"
"That's not possible..."
"Speak softly, that person is listening too..."
Bang bang bang bang!
"Silence!" the interrogator shouted, and it was audible that he was trying hard to suppress his anger.
"No matter how much you try to argue, you can't explain it... You destroyed a secret operation with a level higher than nine because of your own selfish desires. You may not know how much we paid in secret for the operation to succeed in the end, how many people we mobilized, and how many precious objects we used to help... You can't refute this - you must explain your actions!"
"I don't have anything to explain," Hitzfeld said. "It wasn't out of personal desire - it was my judgment as a detective. If I didn't do that, the consequences would be worse."
The discussions around them became louder again.
There seemed to be several voices, arguing fiercely with each other, discussing whether the choice she made - the choice to give up communicating with the gods - was right or wrong.
Under such pressure, the interrogator in the front direction bit the bullet and asked her for confirmation: "...Do you have evidence?"
"Not yet." The girl shook her head decisively.
"Then why do you——"
"But I don't think anyone can be sure that the call will go through."
She picked up the conversation naturally.
"No one can be sure that the result will be good. No one can be sure that the goddess will respond to our call. I am not the only one who saw the scene exposed after the gray fog dispersed. I think you should ask them whether you should continue the action."
"Corroborating officer." Another voice came from the side.
"Corroborating officer." Someone else repeated.
This word was repeated three times until a second ray of light descended from the darkness, revealing a thin man.
He is not actually very thin, but he has been coughing since he appeared, looking very sick.
"Leon Cornerell...Agent Cornerell." The presiding officer read out his name.
This person is not well-known, and it is certain that he does not know the girl below.
I don’t know him, but he is one of the witnesses, he has a detective license, and most importantly, he is a “noble”.
The Cornerel family lost its title two generations ago, but no one dared to underestimate it. The foundation it had accumulated was enough for the surname to continue to shine in Wayne Port.
This is the perfect person to provide evidence.
The presiding judge was happy to do him a favor.
So he asked Li Ang: "...You also heard what she said. Now I ask you - do you really think so?"
"Ahem...yes."
Li Ang nodded, then stretched out his arms and gestured to them in the air.
"Of course? You didn't see how horrible the scene was... The whole sky seemed to be torn apart, and endless celestial bodies and stars were like the shadows of monsters crawling above... At that time, I told myself that no matter who came up with this plan, he must be an idiot. If I could travel back in time, I would definitely beat him up. The risk is too great. I completely agree with her judgment."
???
The presiding judge could hardly believe what he was hearing.
First of all, this development was completely different from what had been agreed upon.
Secondly...
He flipped through a few pages of information in his hand and saw the name "Leon Cornerell" at the top of the list of initiators of "Project Divine Revelation".
"This...Agent, Cornerel..."
He opened his mouth to speak.
But he was interrupted by a voice from the opposite side.
"Larence abstained from voting."
"Myths... artifacts and the like... I think we already know too much. How this matter will develop next is no longer our focus."
"I'm sorry, everyone. I'll take my leave now."
A figure left the table.
It was like turning on a switch, and people began to follow suit.
"Deco also abstained from voting..."
"So is Beren..."
"Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for being willing to share some of the secrets with us, but the Jinfu Guild has something that requires me to go over there..."
"I...I don't seem to be feeling well..."
"..."
Stunned, watching these people leave the table one after another, the entire interrogation team looked at each other in confusion and turned their gazes to the chief judge in panic.
Is it possible to abstain from hearing this level and leave in the middle of the trial?
This... has never happened before?
The presiding judge also found it extremely absurd.
He finally realized that some things were beyond his control.
Not just a favor from your majesty.
There is another one in Wayne Harbor...
No, it should be said that many forces are supporting the young female detective below, and they all want to protect her by force!
The discussions around were expanding again, and those who had not left yet were also stunned. More and more people could not sit still and began to whisper to each other. They were eager to know what was going on behind this.
But this time the presiding judge was stunned.
Mainly, he didn’t understand—why?
This case involves more than three "sacred artifacts", so no one who can participate and is qualified to attend the trial is a small character.
Especially since the natural orb is involved.
That magical object that is said to be able to regulate the human body and keep one healthy forever.
He doesn't understand and doesn't comprehend.
Wasn't it agreed that we would punish her and then go to His Majesty to argue a few points and find a way to share the privileges of holding it?
Why did you suddenly stop doing it...
It is obvious that they are of the same camp and class.
Just like those detectives, although they usually look down on everyone and seem to look down on everyone, in fact, most of them come from ordinary backgrounds.
That would be fine...but what's more fatal is that almost all of them suffer from "traumatic stress syndrome" and most of them have some psychological problems. They are either running cases or busy with training all year round and have no time to start a family.
How can a person be considered prominent if he does not have a family or clan to support him?
Even if one has great power at the moment - just like the woman who was luckily rescued - it is nothing but rootless duckweed, superficial prosperity that can be destroyed by the slightest wind and rain.
They should be people from two different worlds.
If it weren't for the similar appearance and the same language, he wouldn't even think that the two sides belonged to the same species.
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
Whether from the perspective of personal desire or the stability of the kingdom, he believed that this was the best option.
Nobles, merchants, powerful officials... the Order of the Oak Leaf.
The organizations, departments, and associations established by these people are the foundation of the country. Their importance to Sarah cannot be replaced even by the Xieyang Cult.
Isn't it right to unite and seek benefits in such a situation?
After all, only when they are stable can Sara be said to be truly stable.
Only when they are strong can Sarah be said to be truly strong.
Why betray your position?
Instead, you turn around and try to curry favor with those rootless trees?
[Sure enough, they were caught off guard...]
