House Witch

Chapter 1256 1255. The Real Trial

Inside the Hall of Courage.

Mr. Gordon, the Elf Chief Judge who was already over 600 years old, felt a pang in his heart at this moment, and felt that his hands holding the documents were shaking a little.

There is no way. Today's case is so difficult. If I go wrong, not only my career will be ruined, but my life will be ruined as well.

I swear to God, he is only over 600 years old, which is the prime of life for an elf whose lifespan is around 1,500 years. I don't want to die so young.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but push up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and quietly looked at the defendant lady standing on the central stage below.

Dorothy Morningstar.

This was a beautiful girl who not many Sicilians knew before today. However, after the meeting in the morning, all the middle and senior management in Sicily had remembered this name.

There is no way, after all, Lord Lucien’s daughter is the heir to the Morning Star Family.

No Sicilian could ignore the influence of the Morningstar family.

So, I'm trying the eldest daughter of the Chenxing family? Really? Isn't this against the Tiangang? How can a servant judge his master?

Mr. Gordon thought so.

The Morning Star Family was in charge of faith and education on the island of Sicily. Almost all the people on the island of Sicilina were considered disciples of the Morning Star Family, and he himself was no exception.

Even though he is over 600 years old, when he was still a teenager, Lord Lucien was already the principal of the Brave Academy and even served as his class teacher. After all, the lifespan of angels is much longer than that of elves, and it is easy for them to live for several thousand years.

Well, Ms. Lucien is more than three thousand years old this year. Although three thousand years old for an angel is roughly equivalent to thirty years old for a human being, which is the prime of life, it took her so many years to finally have a daughter. In addition, the Morning Star clan has always had a small population, which has been a characteristic passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is conceivable that Miss Dorothy must be a treasure that she holds in her hands for fear of dropping it, and holds in her mouth for fear of melting it.

So, can this really be a trial? This is not a trial of the young lady, this is clearly a trial of me, the presiding judge.

Mr. Gordon glanced at the thirty-six nuns sitting coldly in the audience seats not far away, and then immediately looked away, fearing that his heart would explode if he looked at them any longer.

Alas, if possible, he really wanted to directly declare Miss Dorothy not guilty and release her, but unfortunately the trouble this lady had caused this time was really too big.

In the end, the congratulations were given in the morning, but the person left in the evening. The change was so fast.

Mr. Gordon couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the photos of the dead.

After all, he had watched several of them grow up. How could they die when they were only a hundred years old?

Uh, about a hundred years old. These guys seem to be human beings, right? That’s okay. Over a hundred years old is already a very old age. The question should be how these guys can live to over a hundred years old and still look so young?

Oh, now I remember that there seemed to be a craze for "miracle drugs that can make you younger" about ten years ago, but it was only popular for a few years, and then it died down. Then it seemed that the research on the miracle drug had failed, and the drug was only effective for a small number of people.

emmmm

As a natural immortal, Mr. Elf has no need for the magic medicine for rejuvenation, so he doesn't pay much attention to it. But now he thinks carefully about the group of people who made the magic medicine and the group of people who died today.

Well, I can't say they are exactly the same, I can only say that nothing is missing.

When Mr. Gordon thought of this, his heart skipped a beat again. Hundreds of years of work experience told him that this might touch upon some secrets that could not be discussed.

The Elf Judge once again glanced at the small and medium-sized decision-makers in the seats below, who were shouting, "We must not let this go so easily," and felt that this matter might not be over yet.

In recent years, these small and medium-sized decision-makers have become increasingly dissatisfied with the situation in which the three major families on the island of Sicily are dominant. In particular, the strongest ones are the most enthusiastic and have been demanding that the seats of the three permanent decision-makers be expanded. The reason is that the inheritance of a hero should be based on spirit, rather than blood.

It seemed that the victims who died tonight were all dancing happily when they were alive. I heard that they even formed some kind of spiritual hero alliance in private.

hiss.

Mr. Gordon gasped again.

He really felt that his life might be over.

Forget it, it's a message anyway, so I'll just ask the usual opening questions.

"Well, Miss Dorothy, do you admit your guilt?"

The Elf Judge asked.

Dorothy raised her head and asked calmly.

"What crime have I committed?"

Well, her eyes were innocent and calm.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, someone sitting next to her in the seat of authority immediately stood up in anger.

"How arrogant! Look at these photos. The evidence is irrefutable, yet you still want to quibble. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are the eldest daughter of the Morning Star family."

The old man, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, cursed angrily.

The witch of the house glanced at Old Deng and was then stunned.

Ah, this guy is actually full of righteousness and is a good person.

She has the Eye of Judgment given to her by her good sister (Chapter 647). Although this Eye of Judgment is originally effective against witch souls and the judgment standard is the Mother of the World, it does not mean that it is useless outside the witch world. After all, no matter what, this is a secret method bestowed by the God King, and it itself carries a powerful force of destiny.

However, in the sight of the Eye of Judgment, this hot-tempered old Deng was actually shining with golden light and had extremely high merits. Although he also had corresponding red karma, it was only at the level of an ordinary person.

This shows that Lao Deng is really a good person in the standard sense.

Hmm, that doesn't seem very smart.

Dorothy used her mind-reading ability to check.

"How sad! The Morning Star family has been a model of bravery for generations, and Ms. Lucien is so kind and beautiful, how could she give birth to such a cruel daughter? This is the misfortune of Sicily Island. This must be caused by the failure of the education of the scumbag who deceived Lucien back then."

Well, three parts were disappointment in Dorothy's ability to live up to her expectations, three parts were anger at Dorothy's brutality, and four parts were pure jealousy and hatred towards Dorothy's non-existent scumbag father.

House witch: “.”

Tsk, Godmother, you are so charming that you have admirers everywhere.

Old Deng, who was guilty of jealousy, was not the only one. With his lead, many other leaders stood up angrily and began to criticize Dorothy's arrogant question.

"Lord Lucien is so great, how could he have such a cruel daughter like you."

"It is unfortunate for the Morning Star family."

"It's all because of that scumbag's bloodline."

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are the eldest daughter of the Morning Star family. Sicily is the land of the brave, and any crime committed by the eldest daughter will be severely punished."

"The legacy of a brave man cannot be insulted lightly."

"What's wrong with the three major families? The three major families can't cover the sky with one hand."

"Alas, even if they are descendants of heroes, there is no guarantee that there will be no bad people."

For a time, all kinds of condemnations were flying around.

However, Dorothy took a few glances and found that there were quite a few stupid good guys like the jealous Old Deng, but they only accounted for about 10% or 20%, while more were just trying to take advantage of the situation. These guys seemed to want to set the pace.

"Tsk, stop making noise, all of you shut up."

The House Witch was too lazy to talk to these idiots and bad guys, so she directly switched to the Fairy King. However, Miss Wuhun was not the type to refuse to fight back, so she spoke directly, her voice like a dragon's roar, overwhelming everyone else.

"Brave man? Are you worthy enough?"

Her originally normal dark eyes turned into cross-shaped dragon pupils. The terrifying death pressure from the Eye of the Hades made everyone who was swept by it shut their mouths involuntarily, and they felt a great terror of facing death in their hearts.

However, this is a refuge for the brave after all, and this hall is also called the Hall of Courage, so there are always people who are not afraid of death.

"Shut up, you young man not only know your faults but also dare to be so arrogant. I will do this for Ms. Lucien."

Well, it was the same jealous old Deng again. This guy's brain was probably really burned by the original sin of jealousy and anger. At this moment, his eyes were red, his whole body was trembling, and he was about to jump down to educate Dorothy.

To this

Snap.

Dorothy slapped Old Deng with her backhand, and he spun like a top.

What’s the matter? What’s wrong with good people? Do I not dare to hit good people?

The Fairy Queen doesn't care whether you are a good person or a bad person. She will kill everyone who is arrogant to her equally.

"You are worthy of being my elder. You should be thankful that I still like eating beef. You are an old lamp who has lived a lifetime without growing any brains."

Miss Wuhun always takes revenge on the spot and never leaves pressure for later. She always likes this kind of simple and direct enjoyment.

As soon as she made this move, the entire venue was thrown into chaos. Many of the small and medium-sized decision-makers who had not spoken before and had been silently paying attention to her looked a little confused.

They had seen many arrogant people before, but this was the first time they had seen someone as arrogant as this.

Mr. Gordon, the presiding judge of this trial, directly swallowed a quick-acting heart pill. It was so exciting.

Logically, he should have struck the hammer and called for silence, but he didn't even dare to strike with the hammer in his hand. However, after hesitating for a few seconds, out of his bravery and professionalism, he was ready to strike the hammer.

However.

"Crazy, crazy, Ms. Lucien, don't you care about your daughter?"

Another "warrior" jumped out, and this person pointed directly at the arrogant otaku witch and attacked the white-haired beauty at the top.

Then

Phew

A headless corpse fell to the ground, and the blood-red fountain dyed the surroundings red. This scene also made the entire Hall of Courage fall into deathly silence.

In response, Dorothy slowly retracted her fist.

How could a guy like this, covered in blood and karma, dare to jump around in front of her.

She looked around again, and this time no one dared to jump in front of her.

"Okay, calm down, ladies and gentlemen, our trial has just begun."

Now it was Dorothy's turn to smile, and she spoke with a cheerful tone.

Even as she was speaking, a gigantic creature slowly rose from behind her, and as it rose, almost everyone in the Hall of Courage looked horrified, including Miss Theresa, the war demon sitting on the highest seat, and the dragon-horned uncle from the Costa family. Only Miss Arrogant Demon seemed calm and composed.

It was a huge and majestic mechanical door.

This tall door was made entirely of metal, and had complicated gear structures on it that formed the shape of a giant skeleton. Even though the door was still tightly closed at this moment, everyone could clearly hear the roar of countless gears meshing from behind the door.

(Just watch it for now, I can't get a satisfactory picture, it should be more evil, this skeleton is not mechanical enough)

Most people in the Robot Wasteland are familiar with the sound of gears meshing. After all, this is the sound of the differential machine running, and everyone has been accustomed to it since childhood. However, the differential machines in private terminals are becoming more and more advanced and tend to be quieter. This huge roar usually only occurs in large differential machines.

But no one had ever heard such a loud roar. The sound seemed to resound through everyone's soul. Just listening to it made their scalps tingle. They couldn't even imagine how huge the differential engine that made such a sound must be.

Another question is why the roar of the gears is always accompanied by the wails of countless human souls.

In short, all living people who saw this door felt an uncontrollable surge of terror at this moment. This is the most fundamental fear of death that the living have.

No introduction was needed, and everyone immediately understood the truth of this door.

This is the gate to Hades.

And the judgment from Hades is about to begin.

Judgment in Hades.