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Chapter 147 Inviting the Wind God and the Rock God to the Seat
The Fontaines who were watching the spectacle soon discovered that the people from the Court of Law and the Court of Shadows had rushed directly towards the commercial building of the 'Cabrier Chamber of Commerce'.

"What's going on? Could the culprit behind the series of missing girls be someone from the Gabriel Trading Company?"

"It's unbelievable that the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce, which ranks among the top in the Fontaine business world, has a criminal involved in such an epic case."

Upon seeing this, some of the employees of the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce changed their expressions drastically and rushed to the office of the Chamber's president, Marcel.

"It's terrible, President! People from the Legal Court have come to our Cabrière Chamber of Commerce! Our spies in the Legal Court have sent intelligence that they're here to arrest the culprit behind the 'serial disappearances of girls'! We've been exposed! What do we do?!" a Chamber of Commerce employee exclaimed in panic.

The Gabriel Chamber of Commerce is ostensibly a comprehensive chamber of commerce that sells goods from various countries.

However, their main business is actually selling a beverage called "L'Oréal" that is highly addictive to Fontainebleau residents. But only a very few people know that "L'Oréal" is actually "original fetal water" diluted thousands of times.

Selling 'Les' was extremely profitable, so the Cabrière Merchant Guild bribed some nobles in Fontaine, as well as officials of the Moman Palace and law enforcement officers, and even secretly traded with other private organizations.

In a short period of time, a network of interests was formed that spanned the entire Fontainebleau region.

However, before they could even celebrate for a few years, the damned Rose Society came out and attacked the 'Les' industry. After finally ruining the reputation of the Rose Society and suppressing it, he thought he could continue selling Les. Before he could even transport the finished Les from the underwater factory, he was shocked by the bad news.

"What's the panic? Humph, that damned Rose Society, that damned Cares! Back then, we were only sure he had found out about the Les production factory, not me. Is there something I don't know?" Marcel, a middle-aged man with gray hair and wearing a respectable suit, gritted his teeth.

He was the first to receive news about what happened at Mo Mang Palace, but what surprised him was...

Ever since he plotted to kill Carles, his only daughter has been under his surveillance. How could she suddenly make accusations against the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce?
Who is he accusing? He has always kept himself very well hidden and never personally appears in any situation.

However, he didn't care who he accused, and he fitted all the core members who knew that he was the culprit with buttons containing 'primordial fetal seawater'.

These buttons were known and controlled only by him.

As long as someone says anything about him, he will immediately press the button to open the clasp and melt that person.

"Relax, I'll go out and see what's going on." Marcellus's expression quickly turned kind and gentle.

At this moment, law enforcement officers from the Enforcement Court had surrounded the 'Cabrier Chamber of Commerce' with clockwork guns in hand.

"Arrest everyone on the list." A purple-haired woman in a red and black military uniform, wearing a top military cap and an eyepatch over her left eye, with a meticulous and resolute expression, pointed her gun at the entrance of the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce.

"Wait! Even if you're going to arrest someone, you need to explain the situation. We're all honest employees, and we've never broken the law."

"That's right, we haven't committed any crime, so why are we being arrested?"

"Captain Chavoret, I wonder why you and the Legal Court are arresting people? Even if you are arresting people, you have to have a reason, right?" Marcel came out with the appearance of a nice guy and asked in confusion.

"Our Cabrière Chamber of Commerce is one of the most reputable chambers of Fontaine. Is there some misunderstanding?"

“I don’t know if there’s a misunderstanding or not. My current task is to monitor everyone on the list, especially you, Mr. Marcel.” Chavore raised her hand and presented a control document to the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce.

“All of these people above have direct or indirect connections to the ‘serial disappearances of girls’ case, especially you, Marcellor, who is accused of being the mastermind behind the ‘serial disappearances of girls’ case.”

“If you are innocent, Fontaine will give you sufficient compensation after the trial, but before that, you'd better not resist.”

Upon hearing Xia Worei's words, the surrounding crowd erupted in disbelief and gasps.

"What?! Mr. Marcellus, the well-known good guy, is being accused of being the culprit?! Good heavens!"

"It's like a fictional story has become reality. The seemingly kind-hearted person is actually the most evil murderer behind the scenes! It's unbelievable."

"My God, I can't believe how bizarre and complicated tomorrow's trial will be!"

"Yes! Whether the murderer is confirmed or the accuser is wrongly accused, it will be one of the most sensational topics in recent years."

"Moreover, it is said that the 'serial disappearance of girls' is just the prelude, and there is something even bigger that requires the invocation of two deities."

"Yes, no matter what the outcome of the serial disappearances of girls is, it will be a major event that goes down in history!"

Marcel couldn't help but clench his fist as he watched the onlookers. The ridiculous trial had turned all the tragedy into a farce for the public, but that was precisely why he was confident that the charges were unfounded.

"Hurry up!" Xia Wore said, frowning as she looked at the dazed Marcellus.

"Yes, yes, I believe it's all a misunderstanding, Captain Xiawolei. How could I possibly be the murderer in the 'serial disappearances of girls' case? I believe the trial will clear my name," Marcel quickly said. He didn't believe that Rose alone could find evidence against him.

He changed his identity twenty years ago and settled in Fontainebleau after undergoing a complete transformation. He has ample reason to refute the accusations against him.

Not far away, four figures silently watched this scene.

"Have the truth about the case from twenty years ago been found? That young lady from the Rose Society is quite something." The boy dressed as a magician and wearing a magician's hat said.

“The Rose Society will always be investigating cases, so it’s not surprising that they’ve found something,” said the girl with cat ears on her head. She wore a leather dress, her expression was blank and somewhat mechanical, and a small black five-pointed star pattern on her cheek gave her a mysterious air.

"Shouldn't the most important thing be that Lady Frynn invited the Anemo Archon of Mondstadt and the Geo Archon of Liyue?" the freckled-faced, seemingly introverted and timid boy said softly.

"Has something...major happened?"

"Father, do you know why the two gods were invited?" The young magician looked at a woman in a greyish-white suit who was calmly watching with her arms crossed.

She had ominous gray-white hair, some of which hung down to her lower back and were tied into a single ponytail. Her dark eyes had X-shaped pupils, resembling dried mushrooms, or perhaps her eyes had been altered with decorative knives.

She is none other than Arecino, the fourth-ranked 'servant' among the eleven executive officers of the Winter Fools, whose strength is close to that of a demon god.

The three teenagers beside her were children adopted by 'House of Hearth,' one of the Fools' organizations she controlled: Linnie, Lynette, and Femini.

"Three gods gathered at the Fontaine Tribunal? Ha, that's quite unexpected. Are the gods really that close?" Arecino pondered, arms crossed.

The 'serial disappearances of girls' 'Les' and 'primitive fetal seawater' had already been found to have a connection to each other and to have traced the source of the problem.

Even if these things were said, the people of Fontainebleau wouldn't believe them. Besides, the Fools have a bad reputation, and they might get themselves into trouble.

She originally planned for someone to release these information at a suitable time.

Although she was an executor of the Fools, she also grew up in Fontaine and hoped that Fontaine could overcome that prophecy of destruction. Others thought it was false, but she knew it was true.

"Did the Water God feel unable to save Fontaine, so he sought help from the Wind God and the Rock God? How could he possibly put aside his divine dignity?" Arecino couldn't help but look at Funina with newfound respect. In her eyes, Funina was an arrogant, conceited, and irresponsible god who didn't care about her people at all and selfishly spent her days eating and drinking.

"Things have become complicated, and we'll only know the specifics tomorrow."

"Linnie, go buy a few tickets to watch the trial live. I want to see how Fontaine will deal with the prophecy."

“Yes, Father,” Linni replied quickly.

Trials in Fontaine are also part of the entertainment for the people of Fontaine, much like stage plays. The opera house also has a limited number of seats, so a ticket system is in place.

With the wealth of the Fools, it would be easy for them to buy tickets from other people.

Soon, the whole of Fontaine became lively, with newspaper vendors waving their newspapers and running around the streets and alleys.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! The culprit behind the 'serial disappearances of teenage girls' has been identified!"

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Lady Frynn has invited the Anemo Archon of Mondstadt and the Geo Archon of Liyue to attend, revealing that something that will change everyone's fate is about to happen!"

"Newsboy, give me a newspaper."

"Thank you 25 Mora." Time passed little by little.

Dawn broke quickly on the second day. Many people were too excited to sleep the night before, especially the newspaper reporters, who arrived at the Opizley Opera House early.

The journalists were able to enter the opera house without purchasing tickets because of their special status.

Even those who hadn't bought tickets were now gathered outside the Opiclie Opera House. The total number of people inside and outside the Opiclie Opera House had exceeded 400,000, equivalent to one-fifth of Fontaine's residents.

The opera house, with its blend of red and gold tones, exudes both grandeur and solemnity, yet maintains an incredibly lively atmosphere.

"It's finally starting! I can't wait!"

"Look over there! There are two extra seats on either side of Lady Funina's seat. Were they rushed out last night?"

"Those two seats must be for the Wind God and the Rock God! I'm so excited! I wonder what the Wind God and the Rock God look like. Will they look like Lady Frynn?"

"She must be very dignified, after all, Lady Funina is already the most approachable god in the Seven Kingdoms."

All the prominent figures in Fontainebleau have arrived, and all the seats in the audience are full.

"Are you bringing the Wind God and the Rock God? That doesn't really concern me. I don't work at the Momang Palace. And you want me to come all the way from Mero Petersburg? I've been incredibly busy lately." A young man dressed in a mix of military uniform and suit, which also resembled a special combat outfit, crossed his arms.

“I’m just a head nurse, I didn’t expect that Lady Villette would also give me a ticket.” A human-like woman with short white hair and a nurse’s cap looked at the young man beside her with a puzzled expression: “Does Your Grace know why?”

“Head Nurse Higewen, if I knew, I wouldn’t beat around the bush. Also, don’t call me Duke outside of Petersburg.” The young man shook his head.

“Yes, Lord Leosley,” Siegwen said.

"There's no need to add the word 'sir'; it would be more appropriate to call Vilette 'sir'."

Before Siegwen could say anything, a voice came from the side. She went over to look and was somewhat surprised.

"Oh, all the important figures in Fontainebleau are here." Luo Sheng smiled, resting his cheek on his hand.

After the trial, it is estimated that more than 90% of the entire population of Fontaine will flee within 30 days, or at most 7 days. The vast majority of people will choose the future over their homeland without hesitation.

"Sir, are you alright? Is there anything wrong with you?" Sigwen asked the unfamiliar young man sitting next to her with a mixture of doubt and concern.

The world that Melusin sees is different from that of humans. The young man in front of her has strange physical characteristics. His life characteristics are different from those of ordinary people. No, it should be said that he has no human life characteristics. He is like a dead thing.

"What do you see? Lovely Melusin." Luo Sheng looked at Siegwen beside him, who was trying to take out a stethoscope from her bag to listen to his internal organs.

"May I listen to your physical condition, sir?" Siegwen asked earnestly, hanging the stethoscope on her ear.

"Higgwen, what's wrong?" Leosley asked, his brows furrowing slightly.

“It’s nothing, it’s just that this gentleman’s health condition is quite strange, and I’m a little worried,” Siegfried replied, then looked at Los Saint with her ruby-like eyes and said gently, “I’m a doctor, you know. If you’re sick, I’ll treat you.”

“Since you’ve figured it out, then let me show you.” Luo Sheng said with amusement. Melusin, who had transformed herself into a human using a forbidden drug made from 'Primordial Fetal Sea Water', was, to be honest, quite beautiful, with a very clean soul that was almost flawless.

Having become the highest deity in the world, his perspective on people and things has long since changed.

He doesn't judge people solely by their appearance. Even if someone's looks are so beautiful that they move him, once he sees their filthy soul, he'll realize that their appearance is nothing more than a filthy shell.

To meet his aesthetic standards, one must be beautiful both in appearance and in spirit.

"Don't move, take as deep a breath as you can." Siegwen placed the stethoscope on Los Saint's chest, her expression gradually turning incredulous.

"Sir, are you sure you're still alive?"

"?" Leosley looked at Siegwen and Los Saint with some confusion. What did he mean by 'definitely still alive'? Was this stranger in front of him a dead man?

Just then, the sounds from the opera house quieted down a little.

"Lady Navelette has arrived!"

"The accused, Chamber of Commerce President Marcell, and the accuser Navia have also arrived."

"Lady Funina is sitting in that seat as always."

"Are the two gods from Mondstadt and Liyue arriving next?"

Navelette stood in the judge's seat, looking at the noisy audience, and gently tapped the ground with her cane.

when!
【quiet! 】

The scene fell silent instantly, and all the audience members turned their attention to Navelette, while the cameras stacked up at the back of the audience flashed their snapshot lights.

"Before the trial begins, please have Mr. Marcellus, the accused, and Ms. Navia, the accuser, and their respective representatives come to their places."

Marcel walked to the seat of the accused, and Navia and her two attendants came to the seat and looked at Marcel with resentment.

Navelette asked, "Mr. Marcellus, are you sure you don't need an agent?"

Marcel innocently said, "No need, it's all a misunderstanding. I believe the trial will be over soon." In fact, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

It's not that he doesn't want to find a proxy, but finding a proxy would make him more likely to be exposed. He doesn't trust others, he only trusts himself.

If his accusations are proven true, those nobles and their cronies in the chain of interests will cut ties with him immediately and pin all the blame on him.

Moreover, he will also be attending the ceremonies of the Wind God and the Rock God, and he can't guarantee that the gods haven't seen through the power in his heart.

But as long as the procedures of Fontaine's ridiculous trial are followed, he can guarantee his innocence.

“In that case, please invite our two special guests to the VIP seats,” Navelette said, looking at Funina.

"Ahem." Funina stood up and slowly opened her arms: "My people of Fontaine, you have been waiting all night since yesterday, I suppose you are all waiting for the two noble gods I have invited to appear."

"Of course, I invited the two gods here not because of the 'serial disappearances of girls' case. The serial disappearances of girls case is just a warm-up before the main event begins."

“There is something even more important; the truth about what will determine Fontaine’s fate and future will be revealed in your presence.”

“Now, I, Frinina de Fontaine, Queen of the Waters, the Directions, and the Laws, invite Barbatos, God of Freedom and Wind, and Morax, God of Contracts and Rocks, to sit with me at the same table.”

As soon as the words were spoken, a blue wind and a heavy, earthy yellow hue appeared in the opera house, and the audience couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

The faint divine power excited the audience, and in their eyes, the cyan and earthy yellow light then converged on the VIP seats on either side of Funina.

Two figures entangled in elemental power appeared on the seats. The gods' faces were obscured by the hoods of their divine armor, and their divine might slowly dissipated, the light disappearing as if they had quickly transformed from gods into ordinary people.

The audience couldn't help but gasp in amazement; it was the first time they had witnessed a miracle firsthand.

Although we, as people of Fontainebleau, often see the Water God, we have never seen him use his divine power.

"Lord Barbatos! That's Lord Barbatos! I'm from Mondstadt, I'm from Mondstadt, Lord Barbatos!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I am from Liyue!"

(End of this chapter)