Atlas Double Star Book

When dusk came, the nobles entered the night palace, and gold embroidery shone on the peacock blue collar.The black cloak is like a luxurious shadow.

They entered the court, dignified and silent,

The time has come for Trinde Muawia to be judged.The men looked dignified, each with their own private thoughts.All the seats in the scarlet banquet were seated, and no one wanted to miss it.Knees came closer, and ringed hands approached each other for whispers.

"What kind of man is going to be judged today?"

"It's the head of the Royal Seventh Knights of the Empire, a mere half-Sybyl, it's really embarrassing to climb to such a position with good-looking skin and flesh."

"Nothing more than relying on mistresses. Must have climbed from one bed to another. To be a dog, I can do anything."

"Bitch, what a filth."

"Now he is accused of murdering the head of the Third Knight Order, so he probably won't be able to escape."

Amidst the noise, there was a chuckle from somewhere.

Some nobles saw the black-haired young man, the son of the former Earl Gorgon.They really wanted to call the young man to come and sit with them, but they thought that Egg Swards had committed a crime and was rejected by His Majesty, so it was difficult to say anything.

Egg stood in a dark corner, watching with folded arms.The duke gave him permission to go, and said he would come later, so Egg came to the court first.

The crowd was bustling, Egg watched.

Sybyls share this habit of brutally destroying their fascinations.So these nobles didn't just hate the man of low birth.he knows.

In fact, these people are eager to taste the Trand.

As if Trand was the only cup of sweet blood that all held out to drink.

A longing enveloped all the Sibyls present, making their flesh tense and their mouths parched.Even Egg himself.What do they expect?Expecting to have a dagger in their hands, everyone leaned forward to kiss the man, sinking their blades into the wheat-colored flesh.Presumably the light would be like a fallen candlestick, illuminating the man's painful yet calm face and blood.And the many hungry lips and tongues are close to the many wounds of men.

Until Trande Muawia knelt down in the center of the crowd, surrendered completely, and dedicated all his self-esteem and life.

Desire wrapped in arrogance, a trial, like a long-awaited celebration.

"Let the sinner come up!"

The presiding judge announced sharply, the sound penetrated the hall, and the candles fell silent.

The crowd was silent.

Footsteps came, and the sound of steady and resolute boots echoed in the marble hall.No one spoke, including the presiding judge and the seven Wanqi chiefs.People's eyes followed the figure of the man, and Egg bowed his head and folded his arms without looking.

Until the man came to the center of the hall,

"Good day, gentlemen."

Trand saluted gracefully and jokingly, as if performing at a fair, and people forgot that it was a court-martial.

"Sir Muawia, please be serious." The presiding judge, Duke Coronet, was furious.

The eyes of the two met, the green eyes of the father and the son.

Everyone saw it, but no one regarded Trand as the son of Duke Coronet.Bastards are nothing more than scraps that need to be disposed of urgently.

"Then let us start your case. You are suspected of murdering a knight of the Royal Knights, refused to confess, and instructed your subordinates to try to murder civilians and the Second Knights. Although you are a knight directly under His Majesty, such a felony is enough. Let the court-martial sentence you."

"Okay, let's talk about it." Trand said.

"The first is the case of the murder of Earl Praslier. Earl Praslier died in the secret room, because you bribed a female seductress// to seduce His Excellency the Earl and killed him."

"Excuse me, what is the need for me to kill the magic flag? In order to find a chance to send myself to the guillotine?"

"It's because you have a small belly. When you marched into the city a few days ago, you held a grudge because the Earl was cautious about whether to open the door."

Trand laughed softly: "This court secretary's skills are not good, and the reason is written like a primary school student. Why don't you say this: I have always had a gap with the magic flag, and I hate each other. But during my expedition to the ice field, the magic flag passed The investigation found that I had the intention of colluding with the Ice Plains people to rebel, so they planned to expose me."

"This..." The court secretary wiped his sweat in embarrassment, and looked at the presiding judge in a panic.

Duke Coronne lowered his head and found that the trial record actually said so. He was furious and rushed in front of Trand and said, "So you decided to take the first step and kill the magic flag to silence..."

Trand was overjoyed, and rushed to say as if he was running a race: "You will say: I found a killer, Iya Ephta, and wrote a secret letter to her, asking her to kill the magic flag when the time is right..."

"Shut up!" The presiding judge slammed the table hard, "The scene of the murder is like this. At that time, the earl was making specimens for His Royal Highness, the woman and another taxidermist were present. The earl punished the male taxidermist who made a mistake, and the woman Pretended to apologize, took the opportunity to seduce the earl, and then took the opportunity to kill the earl of Praslier."

"That's a little human girl, she's only fourteen or fifteen years old, she's innocent." Trand's tone suddenly turned cold, and a heavy shadow cast on him.Egg was watching.

"It is you who is on trial now, not her."

"When you die, you must die together. Before you die, you will be deprived of the title of knight, and you can only be tortured with the lower class, and your head will be hung on the city wall. However, His Royal Highness is merciful and allows you to keep the whole body." Captain Wan Qi added road.There was an uproar in the auditoriums on both sides.

Trand threw back his head, eyes green as haughty bronze. "If you want to do it, come at me, don't hurt the little girl, don't hurt my subordinates."

The presiding judge crossed his fingers, looking down at the bastard he left behind,

"Sir Muawia, do you need to see the relevant evidence? There is a letter you wrote to the killer, which mentioned the murder plan in detail. There is also the reward you offered. Here, it will be doubled after the event is completed."

Trander sighed: "Hey, you guys are not serious about your work, are you? This is all you need to prepare evidence? Is it enough? You are not professional at all."

"It is enough to send you to the guillotine."

"Oh, is that so?"

Trand raised his head with a smile, exposing his bare neck, and slowly drew his index finger along the artery to the collarbone.Color//Love is careless.

The crowd held their breaths.

Seeing that the bastard he gave birth was openly flirting with, Duke Coron slammed the table and shouted: "This is a court-martial, not a brothel! Don't flirt!"

But Duke Corleone was dumbfounded for a moment, and he finally noticed the ring on Trand's index finger.The silver lion on the ring holds the emerald—

It is the ring of Theotus!

Duke Coronet clenched his fists. As expected, it was the bastard Trand who kidnapped Theotos as a threat.

Trand turned around with a smile, as if showing off to everyone.But only Egg, who was standing in the shadows, knew that this love belonged exclusively to him.When he was a child, whenever he achieved something, he would always run around in front of Egg, like a small animal trying to please its master.

The two of them knew each other that it was time to fight back.

"You are right." Trander opened his arms, paused for a while and continued:

"That's right, I killed the magic flag."

!

Everyone was in an uproar, and the trial seat was suddenly speechless.

No one believed that Trande would plead guilty without resistance, but he did plead guilty, admitting the false accusation with his own mouth.

"It was me. I killed the magic flag with this hand." Trund repeated, raising his left hand as if lifting a snake that had been cut open.

Egg smiled softly.

"Very well, since you have pleaded guilty, there is no need to waste time. The guard—"

The guards surrounded Trand and wanted to arrest him, and the guillotine had been prepared for a long time.

"Wait a minute."

Trand stood in the center of the hall, as if facing the group of demons with a sword alone.

"I must explain the whole situation clearly. I want to tell you why I chose to kill the Demon Banner."

"You don't have to say..."

But the crowd was already seething, overpowering the voice of the presiding judge, driven by their thirst for blood.

"The reason why I want to kill Earl Praslier is because I am His Majesty's knight, the guardian of the imperial power, and the owner of the Golden Serpent Ring. After I die, I will continue to guard the Underworld Gilthega as an undead."

Those eyes, sharp as emeralds.

Trande Muawia made a posture of drawing his sword, and his tall and straight figure stretched——

"I must kill the Demon Banner because he is trying to murder His Majesty the Emperor!"

"lie!"

"I had a tense relationship with the Magic Banner before. During my expedition to the Ice Field, I discovered that the Magic Banner was secretly colluding with the Ice Field Rebels, planning to use monsters to attack the imperial capital. Not only that, the Magic Banner also formed a faction for personal gain, colluded with a faction of rebels, and planned to Assassinate His Majesty while he is on his way from the imperial capital to Itil!"

"Shameless!" The aged Wan Qichang threw his sword to the ground angrily, "Shut up!"

How did Trande stop?

"The magic flag instructed Baron Vazquez to send someone to attack His Majesty's carriage and assassinate him in the chaos. Such a rebellious act must not be tolerated. And the evidence is convincing. A handwritten letter written by the magic flag was found in his mansion, stamped with the seal of the magic flag."

"This is perjury!"

"How can it be perjury? We are all law-abiding and good citizens, aren't we?" Trond laughed, "In addition, at the home of the Demon Flag, we also found His Majesty's itinerary, which should have been kept secret. Steal from the hand of the female official. The magic flag also listed several other plans, all of which are sinister and sinister, and will kill His Majesty! I secretly pursued this matter, and originally wanted to ask Your Majesty to make a decision."

"Sophistry, even if there are these flimsy documents, what are they?"

Trande shook his head and said, "But Baron Vazquez has sent someone to attack His Majesty and the Second Knight Order. I have confirmed this matter with the female officer next to His Majesty. His Majesty returned to Itil secretly from the imperial capital the day before yesterday. In the end, gangsters attacked him on the way, thanks to a young knight who rescued him. Duke Coron, this is not evidence, do you suspect that His Majesty’s personal experience is also a lie?”

"This……"

Trand knocked on the table, as if reminding the students to take back their attention.He went on to say: "Then I finally want to talk about why and how I killed the Devil's Banner. After I learned that the Earl had treasonous intentions, I kept on strict precautions. But at the banquet on the day I returned to the city, I found out that the magic flag was trying to rape//violate an innocent human girl, so I stepped forward to stop him, and exposed his treasonous intentions. As a result, the magic flag attacked me, and in the confusion, I killed him by mistake."

"How can you!"

"This is my responsibility and privilege as a royal knight," said Trande solemnly. "The royal knights will always put His Majesty first. For the sake of loyalty, they can temporarily abandon the law. The crime of the magic flag is unforgivable, collusion with the enemy and conspiracy , It was also a crime to be beheaded! So I killed him in the dungeon."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"There is still a lot of evidence, all of which were confiscated by the First Knights this morning, and have all been submitted to His Majesty."

The people in the banquet were in an uproar and began to shout, and the sound of quarreling immediately filled the entire hall.Supporters and opponents refused to give in, insulted each other, and some even stood up and grabbed each other by the collar.

The court, which was originally as peaceful as a painting, is now like a drama, and the light is kinks on the bodies that are pulling each other.

"quiet!"

The judge struck the ground with his rod.

"So……"

Standing in the middle of the hustle and bustle, Trande Muawia calmly opened his arms, the star of the oasis.

"I'm afraid everyone will want to know, why did the magic flag assassinate His Majesty?" He laughed, "To be honest..."

Duke Keluoang and the captains of the Wanqi were very nervous, fearing that Trander would implicate the crown prince in the water.The magic flag is the "blood alliance" of the crown prince. If the magic flag wants to harm His Majesty, it may only be to help the crown prince wear the crown as soon as possible.

The crown prince must not be involved.At that moment, Duke Coronet had already planned to abandon his youngest son as a hostage and put Trand to death.

Trander suddenly said, "I don't know why, and I haven't found any evidence."

"..."

The pure-blooded nobleman who had gotten up slowly sat back on the chair, feeling lingering in fear.

A servant came to the presiding judge, whispering.It's true, the emperor already knew about this, and the head of the First Knights submitted all the evidence of the rebellion of the magic flag, the emperor was furious.

The judges looked at the man angrily.The dead cannot speak and cannot fight.Trand took advantage of this and cast the blame on the dead magic banner.Since this matter has alarmed His Majesty, if it gets involved any further, it is likely to involve the crown prince...

The judges whispered to each other, discussing how the farce should end.Duke Keluoang was not reconciled, and still insisted on the death penalty, but he also thought of his youngest son who was kidnapped... Once Trand died, his henchmen would definitely kill Theotos.Then there would be no male heir for the Ke Luoang family.Can my daughter inherit the title?Duke Coronet pondered for a moment, and felt that his daughters were weak by nature and couldn't bear the family emblem of "Holy Light and Golden Lion".And he would never hand over the title to the illegitimate son of the common people, Lan Bize.

So……

When everyone was in a dilemma, Trund said loudly: "But I am guilty in the end!"

What routine?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the knight commander knelt down on one knee and made a gesture of surrender to the high judgment seat.

"What..." Even Duke Ke Luoang didn't expect that this man would give in.

Trande said: "Although the devil's flag committed a serious crime, he attempted to assassinate His Majesty and collude with foreign enemies. But as the head of the Royal Knights, I cannot execute him privately after all. The guardians of Gilthega, the royal knights must not be humiliated. In this case... I apply for another trial to preserve the dignity of the knights!"

Theocracy.

The judges gasped.Theocratic inquisition is a judgment that uses violence to decide life and death.Two sinners fight each other in the duel field, and the one who survives is the innocent person identified by Nushen.The Inquisition doesn't end unless the opponent is killed.There have been cases where two sinners dueled for four days and three nights before, and both were exhausted and bled to death.Everyone in the imperial capital can watch it, and the Sibyls love this kind of cruel trial.

Perhaps Trander had planned this way a long time ago. On the one hand, he threw the blame on the magic flag, and on the other hand, he wanted to find a way for the pure-blood nobles to let him go.That being the case, the theocracy is the best method.

Duke Keluoang stroked his beard angrily, the old lion was furious, and he couldn't do anything about the bastard in front of him.There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium.

"Trand can clearly prove his innocence here, why did he get a theocratic referee? He will die."

"Because one more step forward will touch the bottom line of the Pure Blood faction, His Royal Highness. The man tried it out and then stopped."

"What he wants is a trial by combat. He never thought that he would lose."

"Damn it! Sentence him to death!"

"No, how can sinners decide their own judges? Where is the majesty of the Sybil Knights Court?"

Just as the judges were hesitating, a royal envoy arrived.

The heavy iron door opens——

Light flooded into the Inquisition Chamber, and a man with red eyes entered the hall, bearing the emperor's edict.

"Duke Vulcan?"

Mr. Kaloyalo was out of breath, and his round monocle fell off and hung on his chest, looking very embarrassed.He patted his head embarrassingly, and said with a smile:

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late, everyone. There was a traffic jam on the road just now, I... I can't find a place to park the carriage..."

The old nobles reprimanded: "You are carrying His Majesty's imperial edict, how can you be late!"

"Don't, don't deduct my salary... I'm still saving money to buy a house. You know, my duchy's harvest is not very good."

Trander interjected happily: "Omega buys an annex, and buys another one in the imperial capital and one in Itil, so you can have fun with different men wherever you go."

Egg in the distance also smiled.

"No! I just want to build a hot spring, the Ibagne-style one. Bathing is very important." The Duke said seriously.

Duke Coron couldn't bear it anymore: "This is a military court, not a place for you to chat! What a shame, Duke Vulkan, you are ashamed to be a Sibyl!"

The onlookers of the good thing are happy, it seems that wherever there is Mr. Kaloyalo, there can be a theater.Even the emperor couldn't help this nervous young man.

"Read it, Your Majesty's edict!"

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot to apologize." Mr. Kaloyalo apologized sincerely, opened the gold box in his hand, and took out an imperial order sealed with golden wax paint.

At this time, the female officer came.People recognized that it was Verneri who was beside the emperor.

Kaloyalo began to read.

People listened with bated breath, trying to figure out whether every wording was harsh or ulterior motives.The nobles sometimes looked solemn, and sometimes breathed a sigh of relief.Everyone is afraid, as if those calm words in the edict are countless blades spinning above their heads, which may fall at any time.

They are frightened and timid, as power makes words majestic.

Every word, every pause...

They are all molten gold, carrying out the absolute will of the imperial power, and they all avoid it.

Finally, Kaloyalo read:

"After thinking about it again and again, the sacred laws of the empire cannot be shaken. Trande Muawia violated the law and executed those who tried to treason without authorization. His crime is unavoidable."

The crowd listened and waited.

"However, the royal knight cannot be humiliated. If so, then..."

Trand was pleased with himself.

"The divine right judge."

Kaloyalo closed the imperial edict, wiped his sweat, and the crowd exploded.Controversies and debates were full again immediately, and everyone stared at Trand, angry or admiring.But no one could touch Trand.

Trand smiled, showing off his victory to the nobles.It is impossible for him to lose in the theocracy.

Egg was very satisfied, and planned to turn around and leave.

The presiding judges have already begun to plan, who to choose to compete with Trand, he must be a top swordsman, and he must kill that man in the duel field!Pick from the roll of sinners, and even consider involving innocent knights.As long as he can kill Trander, that person can get everything he wants!Purebloods can't be insulted by this bastard again and again!

who is it?

People eagerly want to know, who is going to fight Trand in the duel?

"Duke Vulkan, you missed a page."

Female officer Verneri reminded.

"Did you miss it? You missed your Majesty's edict???" The old nobleman was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Yes, sorry!"

Kaloyalo reopened the gold box in a panic, took out the imperial edict, and stumbled and said: "I will impose a divine judgment. I have appointed—"

After reading this, the Duke was stuck, and turned to look at Trand in horror, as if the next words were red-hot iron.He shook his head, and shook his head again and again.

Trander's face turned livid in an instant, no way... no way.

"The tourney is for the sinner, Igor Feoldovita. The living are innocent."

The author has something to say: The bgm I listened to when writing this chapter: "theworld" by Kajiura Yuki