Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 52 Ruling
The courtroom, which is dominated by darkness, lifted up the dust that had been sealed for a long time today and welcomed its guests.

The 100-meter-long hall was extremely empty. Apart from a single person standing alone in the center, there was nothing else. A man with silver hair and golden eyes stood in the audience with his back straight, indifferent.

Two spaces of the same height protruded from both sides of the courtroom's walls. On one side sat three military sentries, all wearing military uniforms. In the middle sat a rather handsome man.

The people from the White Pagoda should have been sitting on the other side, but there were only empty hollow carved chairs.

"Where are the people from the White Tower? We've already told them the court date for today. This is too presumptuous."

The sentry holding a pen on the right was spinning the pen in his hand, and his brows were furrowed so hard that he could pinch a fly to death.

"A B-rank guide, who luckily managed to temporarily stabilize the bloodthirsty vines. He looks sickly, and it was all thanks to the sentinels' strength."

"You're even judging an S-rank Sentinel. What an ungrateful person!" He rolled his eyes, his impatience evident in his words.

He felt extremely annoyed. It was his first time in court for such a trivial matter. He felt it was a waste of time.

Can a B-level guide be more useful than an S-level sentinel? Bai Ta is just idle. He rolled his eyes and said, "Your guides are as precious as gold and jade, right?"

The female sentry on the left pushed up her glasses. She cast a subtle glance at the handsome man in the middle, then at her new colleague, whose promotion had been like a starship, and silently thought of one word: idiot.

Didn't he realize that this person was sent directly by the military court? Even their original military court president didn't come.

However, as the second generation ancestor of the Huang family, perhaps because of his family background, the adult in the middle did not care about his words?

The handsome man sitting upright in the middle suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Huang Wei." The man on the right saw that the sentry in the middle did not turn around, but just asked his name lightly, raised his head slightly and replied arrogantly.

He had already thought about how he would answer if the new leader asked him if he was from the Huang family.

The sentry's voice was still low as usual, "Who are you to Huang Fuge?"

Huang Wei's heart skipped a beat. Huang Fuge was the current head of the Huang family and the current vice president of the Military Court.

He coughed twice and replied nonchalantly, "It's my uncle."

The person in front stopped talking.

The female sentry on the left clenched her pen tightly. It turned out that she was Vice President Huang's nephew. No wonder her promotion was blocked and given to him.

Huang Wei's temples twitched. What on earth did this man mean? His uncle was the vice president of the military court, yet he treated him as nothing.

However, calling him by his uncle's full name, could it be that he is his uncle's political enemy?

The door of the hall suddenly opened and closed, and a misty and invisible smoke fell on the empty chair.

The purple hem of her dress was draped over the red handle, and Chan Yi was leaning back in the seat.

The bell happened to ring at this moment.

She lowered her head and glanced at Xiguang, the S-class sentry standing in the center.

The silver-haired sentinel stood there, his back straight and his head held high. If it weren't for the extremely low aura around him, she would have thought he was fine.

Thinking of what Xiao Taiyang said, Chan Yi nodded secretly. It was indeed very good and it was not a bad idea to use it temporarily.

Huang Ting's eyelids jumped. It turned out that an S-level guide came to this trial in person. Thinking of the rumors that had always been spread, it seemed that the White Tower was indeed extremely protective of the guides.

"Hey, isn't this Zhong He? It seems that he has completed his mission and has time to come to the court today."

Huang Ting's mind went blank for a moment. Zhong He, the sixth sentry, with the rank of major general, was the president of the military court.

Zhong He said, "Guide Chan Yi is also free." "After all, she is our poor little one in the White Tower, and we can't just let you sentinels bully her. The elders have to support her, otherwise you will really think that the White Tower is deserted."

Zhong He: "No way, according to Article 355 of the Federal Military Department, military sentries must protect their guides."

"Really? Then the kid from the Huang family behind you doesn't seem to do that." Chan Yi looked at Zhong He with a perfect smile on her face.

"This kid is an intern after all, and he doesn't understand these laws yet." Zhong He replied without a single mistake.

The two people's voices were not loud, but Huang Ting, whose mind was blank, suddenly broke the pen, and the tip of the pen scratched across the paper, making an extremely harsh sound.

Zhong He said to the female sentry beside him, "Take him down. This is not a place for interns."

"Yes." The female sentry wearing rimless glasses put away the pen and paper, pinched her A-level Huangting and left the courtroom.

As soon as she arrived outside the courtyard, the wind blew through her wet clothes and made her feel cold on the back. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and her legs that had already gone limp, then leaned against a building nearby.

Without her support, Huang Ting would have collapsed to the ground. For him, this was the most drastic change in his life.

The words and actions of the big guys will determine the fate of these little people.

The female sentry secretly made up her mind to keep her mouth shut, not say what she shouldn't say, and never do what she shouldn't do.

Be careful with what you say and what you do.

In the courtyard, Chan Yi and Zhong He focused their attention on Xi Guang who was standing below. The man was indifferent to the implicit fight between the bosses just now, and still stood upright.

"Having said so much off-topic, let me now make a ruling on the Xiguang Sentinel's unreasonable treatment of the Fuguang Guide."

"Guide Chanyi can begin now." Zhong He said.

"First, I want to correct a mistake of yours."

"Yes, make a ruling on the Xiguang Sentinel's unreasonable treatment of low-level guides." Chan Yi looked at Zhong He aggressively.

"When Xiguang decided to perform Angel Guardian, Fuguang was a genuine B-rank."

As for how people later knew what happened at that time.

Those with special abilities are sentinels who can replicate scenes, voices, smiles, and all natural scenery. Naturally, nothing can be hidden.

"Guide Fuguang was a Class B guide at that time, a low-level guide." Zhong He's eyes flashed, and he agreed with Chan Yi's words.

The difference between a Fuguang guide and a low-level guide is huge. Fuguang is special, and both the military and the White Tower are aware of this.

She is almost certain to be the next S-class wizard as long as she recovers her mental state.

Anyone who sees this will have to say that the White Pagoda has extraordinary career luck.

The military and the White Tower each have nine seats. Currently, there are only eight S-level guides in the White Tower. Even if the guide in the White Tower nominally occupies the ninth seat, there is still one person missing.

There will be one less vote in the voting, which is naturally disadvantageous to the White Tower.

As long as a newcomer in the White Tower is promoted to S-level, he or she will naturally occupy one of the guide seats, unlike the sentinel seats, which have to be fought for by oneself and fight their way out from thousands of troops.

Chan Yi tapped the stone table with her fingertips, and a "dudu" sound spread throughout the silent space. She looked directly at Xi Guang, and her voice echoed in the courtroom:

"Leaving the fragile B-rank guide on the battlefield, regardless of who is right or wrong, is a matter of urgency. The White Tower will understand."

"But you didn't force them to participate in the battle, Xiguang. Is this your justice?"

(End of this chapter)