Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Those two men were nobles under the First Prince. No matter what I said in court, the First Prince would believe that Princess Ariel ordered me to kill his nobles, which would be tantamount to Princess Ariel declaring war on the First Prince.

Therefore, Princess Ariel must do everything in her power to strive for the throne in order to survive. If she maintains her current fighting spirit, she will surely be toyed with like a mouse.

If it was prepared by His Highness the First Prince, then the moment I enter the courtroom, I will launch a full-scale attack on Princess Ariel. Can Princess Ariel really withstand it?

No, if she distances herself from me immediately, she can buy time and prepare thoroughly to have a fighting chance.

Princess Ariel is incredibly intelligent; hopefully she understands!

Finally, I and several soldiers, being escorted, carried the two corpses past Princess Ariel.

She and Luke looked at me in surprise.

"Your Highness Ariel! This was all my personal action, and has nothing to do with you!"

Chapter 51: Whispers (Special Edition)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic - Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 51] Inside Story (Special Edition)

Chapter 51: Whispers (Special Edition)

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"Let me out! I'm innocent!"

"I am utterly loyal to His Highness Gravel!"

"Lord Darius! I know I was wrong! Let me out!"

"Aaaaaah! I'm innocent!"

……

This place is a nightmare for all Asuras. Whether they are arrogant princes or prime ministers second only to the emperor, once they are imprisoned here, they will feel that they are worse than dead and suffer greatly.

And now, I am sitting in a dark, damp corner of the Asura dungeon.

They waited for their trial to begin, like death row inmates awaiting their fate.

Even with the legitimate reason of protecting the princess, he was still arrested and taken away in front of her.

Now that I'm in prison and have no influence, the mastermind behind this incident could kill me more easily than crushing an ant.

To imprison Princess Ariel's bodyguard in front of her was an absolute humiliation for her.

The princess could either swallow her anger and submit, or rise up in resistance and become irreconcilable enemies with the other side.

If the princess were to defend me in court to salvage her dignity, that would be tantamount to a declaration of war, playing right into the enemy's hands.

No, Princess Ariel's intelligence is beyond my comprehension. Although she seems uninterested in fighting, she is secretly accumulating strength. However, the princess's chessboard has been disrupted because of my arrest.

In the end, it was I who dragged Her Highness down.

"Dilric".

That silvery voice belonged to Princess Ariel!

She shouldn't be here!

I looked up and saw a faint torchlight in the dark dungeon.

In the flickering light, two figures were reflected on my face.

"Your Highness Ariel... Luke..."

"Dilik, how are you doing?"

Princess Ariel spoke with great confidence, suggesting that her visit to me was not a hasty decision made without full preparation.

Princess Ariel wouldn't do anything foolish; this might be my last private meeting with the princess.

But what does it matter if I die for Princess Ariel?

I crawled out from the corner, bowed, and said, "It seems that Your Highness Ariel has made thorough preparations. I am prepared to die for Your Highness. Please do not take offense at my actions, Your Highness."

“Hey, Dilik, you’re always like this. Stop saying such unlucky things.”

Princess Ariel, is she not going to use me as a pawn? But if Princess Ariel wants to protect herself, she must abandon me!

No, Princess Ariel's expression, though I couldn't see it clearly, was something I had never seen before. The princess before me was completely incomparable to the serene princess who was discussing all sorts of romantic topics with Luke in the White Lily Garden.

I understand what Your Highness means. Since Your Highness has made up your mind, I will accompany you to the end.

"Your subject understands, Your Highness Ariel."

……

It was probably noon. Through the narrow windows of the dungeon, slivers of sunlight shone in, revealing countless dust particles even under the slightest ray of light.

I didn't sleep a wink all night, because I was about to face the judgment of fate.

I understood Princess Ariel's meaning last night, even though it was tantamount to suicide.

"Lord Dirich, the court has summoned you."

Instead of jailers, two fully armed knights stood before the cell door, summoning me.

They opened the cell door and put handcuffs and shackles on me.

Walking out of this prison today will only have two consequences: either you unexpectedly return here and are then led to the guillotine.

The other option is to never have anything to do with this place again.

It could be considered a gamble, with the stakes for both outcomes resting on Princess Ariel.

Stepping out of the dungeon, the blinding midday sun made my head spin.

Is this what it feels like to see the light of day again?

……

After walking a long way, passing through two palace walls, and stepping onto the granite steps, I arrived at the courtroom under the scorching sun.

The entire oval floor of the courtroom was paved with granite with gilded edges. The judge's bench faced the seats of the plaintiff and the defendant, and behind the judge was a huge statue of Percival, the Ankylosaurus.

On either side of the courtroom are the defense seats for both sides, and the seats in the entire trial court are arranged symmetrically in a cross shape.

I was led to the dock and sat down. Now, the entire courtroom was empty except for me.

I have some understanding of the rules of the trial court.

The defendant took his seat first, followed by the plaintiff, then the defense attorneys for both sides, and finally the judge.

The deceased's wife and brother were the plaintiffs, which is unlikely to have any impact on the trial.

But the two people on the plaintiff's defense panel were old acquaintances. One was a male civil servant with curly hair, around twenty-five years old, wearing a ruff collar jacket, the third son of the upper-class noble family of Tepokode: Patten Tepokode.

The other is Albert Boreas Grerat, who has short, neat red hair, fierce triangular eyes, and a good appearance among nobles. He became a mid-level knight at the age of seventeen.

They are all under the First Prince's command.

The defendant's defense will likely be handled by someone from the Notos family, dispatched by Princess Ariel.

I looked toward the defendant's dock...

Luke, and... a stranger, but I've heard of him before, the fourth son of the head of the Yerosnek family, Carter Yerosnek.

The Yerosnek family, known as the kingdom's treasury, has controlled the kingdom's finances for generations.

Did Princess Ariel receive the support of the Yerosnek family?

Princess Ariel's chances of winning would then skyrocket.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the judge took his seat. He was a man in his thirties, the second son of the Zeferos family, and the younger brother of the current head of the Zeferos family—McCanon Zeferos Greirat.

Of the four major branches of the upper-class noble family Grerat, two followed the First Prince: one was Boreas, and the other was Zeferos.

Now even the judges in the trial are His Highness the First Prince's men. It's no surprise that the First Prince is the mastermind behind this, but how can we win?

I don't know what Princess Ariel thinks, but those present here today, our side has the upper-class noble family Notos and the upper-class noble family Yerosnek, which is second only to the Grerat family.

The opposing side consisted of the upper-class noble families of Boreas and Zeferos, as well as the middle-class family of Tepukoude.

In terms of lineup, the opponent has a slight advantage; the rest depends on my defender.

Luke, Carter, please.

"Oh dear, Your Honor. I'm late. It hasn't started yet."

I looked behind me and saw Princess Ariel; she had come in person!

A beautiful and noble young woman was surveying the crowd with an air of superiority.

Two maids stood behind her; although there were only three of them, they exuded an astonishing aura.

I have only ever felt this kind of aura when I had the privilege of meeting His Majesty the King.

Is this the aura of a king...?

This means that Princess Ariel has come to declare war!

Everyone on the field left their seats and came out to bow to her.

Wearing handcuffs and shackles, it wasn't very convenient for me to bow, but I still knelt on one knee and bowed to the esteemed princess.

"Gentlemen, please excuse the formalities. I am not here today on behalf of myself, Ariel Agnemer Asra, but on behalf of Dirich Reitbart's defender."

After a brief return of greeting, Princess Ariel took her seat in the defendant's defense seat.

"Begin the trial!"

Judge McConnell tapped his gavel on the table.

"The plaintiff shall speak first."

"It was him! He killed my husband! Your Honor, you must deliver justice!"

The deceased's wife was covering her face and weeping in the plaintiff's seat.

"Okay, does the defendant have anything to say?"

Although I didn't kill the person, the whole thing was a farce. Whether I killed the person or not is not important. What matters is Princess Ariel's attitude.

If Princess Ariel were to be weak, sever ties with me, and completely abandon me, then the First Prince might not make things too difficult for her.

However, once Princess Ariel begins to take a hard line, the outcome will be different.

But Princess Ariel clearly wanted the latter.

She wasn't just trying to be tough; she was formally declaring war on the First Prince.

This time, I absolutely cannot let Her Highness down again.

"I did kill the person, but I was doing my duty."

"So, does the plaintiff's defense have anything to say?"

The judge struck the gavel again and said.

At that moment, the smile on Albert's lips disgusted me, as if it were exactly what he wanted.

"As far as I know, as a high-ranking magician, Dirich has every opportunity to capture the victim alive. The person killed was a minister holding an important position in the court, which is more than just a loss to the kingdom. Moreover, what evidence does Mr. Dirich have to prove that he killed the person to protect Princess Ariel?"

"Does the defense have anything to say?"

Luke stood up; it turned out that besides discussing vulgar things, he could also talk about other things.

"Of course there is evidence!"

At that moment, the patrol guards who had discovered me and the body were brought up.

They looked at each other, as if they were exchanging ideas.

"Just tell the judge what you know about the truth."

Patten sat back in his chair with his arms crossed, and said to them.

"I...we...we only...heard screams from the toilet, and when we went in, all we saw was Lord Dirich and the two adults lying on the ground..."

The guards said timidly.

They didn't offer any useful clues, but Luke, Carter, and Princess Ariel seemed rather pleased.

At this point, the plaintiff's expression turned sour.

Perhaps the witnesses' lines were already prepared.