Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

The farce was over, and the boy shook his head, preparing to leave.

"Alright, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

After the young master finished speaking, he was about to leave.

At that moment, Navelette's majestic voice came from the high platform.

“Please wait a moment, Mr. Tadalia.”

They called out to the young master who was about to leave, and also to the boy who had reached the door.

"Oh, what's wrong? I thought it wasn't my business anymore."

The young master turned around, put his hands on his hips, and said.

"According to the trial procedure, this trial was initiated because of you, and in the end, a determination of your guilt will also be made."

Navelette said seriously.

"Hey, is this really necessary? The real culprit has been caught, so it's time for a supporting character like me to step down."

The young master waved his hand in disappointment.

"Please respect Fontaine's laws; this has always been the rule."

There was a hint of authority in Navilette's tone.

"Okay, okay, this is such a hassle. Hurry up and do what you need to do, I have other things to do!"

The young master said helplessly, and then followed the guards to the high platform of the defendant's dock.

Upon witnessing this scene, the boy had a bad feeling and then returned to his seat.

"Based on the open trial process of this case, Mr. D'Artagnan has no connection with the serial disappearances of girls and is found not guilty. The evidence will now be handed over to the Prophet for a final verdict."

Navelette placed a letter into the oracle, at which point a pale blue light flashed in the center of the stage.

"Hmm... Based on the decree and the Cardinal's conclusion, Mr. D'Artagnan is guilty."

Villette looked at the result in disbelief, but still spoke it out seriously. He was also puzzled at this moment, but the result of the oracle could not be disobeyed.

After the word "guilty" was uttered, D'Artagnan's eyes widened in disbelief, completely unaware of the answer. The usually languid man immediately became alert.

"what!"

Paimon, who was in the audience, also exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, hey, hey, this kind of joke is not funny at all. You just said I was innocent, so what's going on with this result? Is your machine broken?"

The young master forced a calm smile, as if he thought it was a joke, but anyone with eyes could see that Villette on the stage had a serious look in her eyes and a puzzled expression.

A flash of bloodlust crossed the boy's eyes as he stood with one foot in front of the other.

"This is the first time I've seen a situation where the judgment from the imperial decree machine and the Supreme Judge are different."

"Yes, but how could the command machine malfunction?"

"Yes, there must be something wrong with that executive officer."

"But this trial is for the serial disappearances of teenage girls. If it had nothing to do with this case, they wouldn't be convicting me now."

The audience started talking amongst themselves, and their conversation reached Ying and the boy's ears.

"The young master has been punished by the imperial oracle?"

Ying muttered to herself in confusion.

"Hmph, as expected, you Fools have done too many bad things, and you can't escape judgment after all."

Paimon snapped out of his surprise and glanced at the boy beside him, saying smugly.

"Heh, it seems that the young master cannot escape this calamity."

The boy shook his head and sighed.

"Based on the results of the proclamation, we will adopt the guilty verdict. Guards, please complete the mission according to the pre-arranged procedures."

Vilette's tone was solemn, but her words acted as a fuse, causing the young master on the platform to sneer. He then moved his wrists, slowly walked to the edge of the platform, took a running start, and jumped off, landing in a dashing half-kneeling motion, his body crackling with deep purple lightning.

"The trial that the people of Fontainebleau are so proud of has become so absurd..."

As he spoke, the young master looked at Vilette, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

Navelette snorted and gestured to the guards to take him down immediately.

“If these are your rules, then I have my own rules.”

The young master stopped talking nonsense, put on the mask on his face, raised one hand, and began to gather lightning elements as he spoke. In that instant, deep purple lightning filled the stage, but the young master's figure was nowhere to be seen, which made the guards and security agencies lose their target for a moment.

Just then, the guards and members of the security forces began to move. They quickly adjusted their tactics, attempting to relocate the young master.

But the young master was too fast; he moved through the crowd like lightning, making it difficult for the enemy to catch his whereabouts.

Finally, the guards and security personnel locked onto their target again, only to find that the young master was already above them.

He wielded two long blades formed from elemental power, his body crackling with violent lightning, and moved at an astonishing speed among the numerous guard units.

His movements were like a ghost, unpredictable and elusive.

Amidst the flashing blades, the young master's attacks were as fierce as a sudden storm, each strike carrying the power to destroy everything.

He easily cleaved the guards' robots in two, scattering metal parts everywhere.

The young master's fighting style is both fierce and swift, and his movements are fluid and natural, dazzling the eyes.

As the young master continued to slay the clockwork mechanisms that were capturing him, a terrifying aura gradually emanated from him.

This aura sent a chill down the spines of those around him, and behind the young master, a deep purple lightning bolt streaked across the sky, like a ferocious beast about to devour everything in its path.

As the ground shook violently, the entire stage began to sway.

On the high platform behind the audience, Funina watched the fierce battle with great interest, but her face did not show any fear. Instead, she had a look of anticipation.

She knew perfectly well that Villette would be able to handle the situation perfectly.

Just then, the deep purple light spread rapidly like an ever-expanding storm.

At the center of this radiance was the executive officer, "Young Master."

He was completely focused, continuously stimulating the elemental power within his body, gathering it at an astonishing speed between his hands, attempting to condense an even more powerful force—the Demon King's Armor.

"Ahhh~~ He's going to use the Demon King's Armor!"

Paimon screamed in terror, nearly flying away from the powerful shockwave.

She struggled to control her body, trying to resist the aftershocks of the elements on the stage to avoid being blown away.

"Ugh, what a hassle."

The boy sighed helplessly, then casually grabbed Paimon, who was about to be blown away.

He casually tossed Paimon to Ying, who was standing nearby, like a little toy, and then vanished from the audience in a flash.

Just as the young master was about to complete his transformation, Violet suddenly stood up quickly and leaped off the platform like an arrow, rushing towards the young master at an astonishing speed.

The young master sensed the approaching danger and inwardly cried out in alarm. He immediately reacted, preparing to face the sudden attack.

In the blink of an eye, the light blue water element and the deep lightning element collided, triggering a violent explosion.

A powerful energy surge stirred up dust from the ground, which instantly spread and enveloped the entire stage.

The audience panicked and hid behind their chairs, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire of the fierce battle.

However, as the dust gradually settled, everyone was surprised to find that the young master, who was kneeling on the ground, was panting heavily, his hands tightly covering his chest, and he was struggling to lift his head.

His gaze was fixed on the white-haired boy dressed in black before him.

"Ha, Lord Vilette, is this what you call justice? You want to arrest people without any basis or convincing evidence."

A contemptuous smile appeared on the boy's lips as he gripped Villette's arm tightly with one hand, his tone clearly mocking.

Then, with a forceful swing, he easily flung Navelette away.

This astonishing scene shocked many people present, who stared in disbelief at the boy's figure.

Even Fulina, standing on the high platform, couldn't help but show fear. She had never imagined that this executive officer would possess such terrifying power.

Their pride and joy, Lord Navelette, was being threatened by an executor. This shocked and angered them, as they had always believed Lord Navelette to be omnipotent and invincible.

However, the facts are clear: this mysterious executive had so boldly challenged his authority.

"I didn't expect this outcome either, but the law stipulates that the result of the imperial edict shall be carried out. If there is any injustice, I will investigate. Please leave, young man. I will forgive your past crimes."

Navelette dusted off his hands, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness, but more so with authority and determination.

He knew that although the executor was extremely arrogant, he represented the laws of Fontaine after all, and as the highest judge of Fontaine, he had to uphold the dignity of the law.

"Oh? So you, this so-called Supreme Judge, are nothing special after all! He's my colleague, and I'm taking him away today. Let's see who dares to stop me—"

Upon hearing Villette's words, the young executive officer's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. He seemed completely unconcerned about Villette's warning and continued to provoke her.

Faced with the young executive officer's provocation, Navelette's expression grew increasingly grim.

He clenched his fists tightly, a flash of anger crossing his eyes.

"Young man, are you challenging the authority of the law?!"

Navelette's face had turned extremely ugly, and she reprimanded him.

"Then try it!"

The young man said dismissively, gathering fire element in his hand. On this stage, a great battle was about to begin.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of blazing flames erupted and shot straight toward Navelette.

Navelette dodged to the side, simultaneously summoning water to try and extinguish the flames.

However, the flames did not go out when they came into contact with water; instead, they burned even more fiercely.

Seeing that the fire was growing larger, Navelette decided to take action.

He concentrated his energy and unleashed a powerful water elemental attack, forming a massive wall of water that hurtled towards the boy.

Seeing this, the boy's lips curled up slightly. He leaped lightly, avoiding the impact of the water wall.

Immediately afterwards, he waved the flame in his hand, instantly evaporating the water wall.

The two fought back and forth, neither giving an inch. The entire stage was enveloped in water and firelight, creating a spectacular scene.

The audience below the stage was stunned; they had never seen such a spectacular duel before.

Meanwhile, the young master watched the battle from the sidelines, secretly recovering his strength.

In the fierce exchange, the boy gradually gained the upper hand.

His flames grew stronger, and Vilet's water element seemed to be suppressed as well.

"enough!"

At that moment, a golden water elemental force shattered the boy's flames from the side, and Ying also stepped in to protect Vilette behind her.

"Ying, why..."

The boy looked at Ying standing opposite him, and for some reason his heart ached. He was about to question her, but then he remembered his identity and changed his words.

"Hehehe, Ying, even if you and Vilette come at me together, you're no match for me."

The boy floated in mid-air and laughed arrogantly.

"Young man, you are much stronger than you were back then, but this is Fengdan after all, so please restrain yourself a bit."

Ying gripped his silver sword tightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "He's right. It's indeed very difficult for him to defeat the boy now."

"Ha, colleague, forget it. Thank you for standing up for me, but if we keep fighting, innocent people will only get hurt."

The young master looked at the audience who had already retreated far away and said.

"Alright then, but Vilette, I hope you find out the truth. Farewell!"

After saying that, the boy disappeared from the opera house in a flash.

After the young master was taken away.

Paimon and Ying were still reflecting on this unexpected turn of events.

"My God, so that boy is actually this strong. But why is he only the eighth seat? He's strong enough to go toe-to-toe with the Doctor."

Paimon recalled the boy's sudden burst of power and retorted.