Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

But as the water goddess, she still had to maintain a certain facade.

"Ahem. Do you really think there could be such an absurd misjudgment? The 'Imperial Decree' is the embodiment of 'justice,' and it will not issue judgments without cause! ... Let time be the judge! Sooner or later you will understand my good intentions and the correctness of today's judgment!"

After delivering a series of high-sounding words, Funina immediately made her escape.

If she stayed any longer, she wouldn't know what to make up.

"So you've chosen to run away again, huh...?" Vilette was not surprised at all by Frynn's escapist behavior.

Having worked together for hundreds of years, he knew this god's style and character all too well.

"Please rest assured, everyone, I will continue to investigate this matter in my personal capacity after today. Just as I promised before, if there is any injustice, I will definitely find a way to clarify it," the Supreme Judge promised.

"Alright, although that young master looks a bit pitiful, we'll trust you..."

Paimon wasn't worried about D'Artagnan's safety; it was his men who should be the ones concerned.

"Wouldn't your arrest trigger a diplomatic crisis?"

Jiang Bai asked a question.

He wanted to see how the Water Dragon King viewed these matters.

"Just as Funina once said: In Fontaine, as long as there is a crime, the gods can judge, no matter which of the seven gods it is."

Navelette's words were undeniably domineering, perfectly embodying the pride and confidence of a dragon king.

Moreover, he truly regarded himself as the highest judge of the country, and even considered protecting the country as his duty, rather than a dragon wandering outside.

They dare to judge even the gods, so why should they fear the mere executors under the Ice Queen?

Given Fontaine's national strength, there is no need to fear the Winter Kingdom.

Paimon said, "Please inform us when you find out about Dadalia's crimes. We've known each other for a while, we can't just sit idly by."

"it is good."

As the trial concluded and the audience gradually left, Kong glanced at Jiang Bai, whose brow had been furrowed ever since the trial began.

"what happened to you?"

"Sigh, I feel like I'm still too weak..."

Chapter 878 The Water Dragon's Tears?

"You're still weak..."

Kong's lips twitched, and he inexplicably felt that these words were unusually Versailles.

"You think I'm strong because you compare me to ordinary people, but what if you compare me to Villette? How many moves do you think I could last against him?"

Kong shook his head, unable to speak.

He didn't know exactly how strong Vilette was, but he could tell from the fact that Vilette subdued the young master in one move that he was very powerful, so he couldn't make a comparison.

"Why compare yourself to him?" Paimon thought Jiang Bai was being a bit stubborn.

Navelette is the Water Dragon King, just like Apep, a being at the pinnacle of elemental life...

Comparing oneself to such a being is just asking for trouble, isn't it?

"It's nothing, I just feel a little insecure."

Jiang Bai had mentioned some of his concerns to them before, but there was no point in bringing them up again now; it would only upset them.

Just as Zhongli and Babiros said, Kong has his own destiny. He walks along his own destiny line, witnesses everything, and finally reaches the end.

There's no need to put more pressure on him.

Paimon crossed his arms and said, half-jokingly, "You're not worried that you'll be caught by Navelette for committing a crime in Fontaine, and that you won't be able to beat her or escape, are you?"

"You guessed right... But don't worry, if I get caught doing something wrong, I'll definitely implicate you!"

"Ugh! That wretched fellow!"

Jiang Bai chatted with them for a few minutes before bringing the topic back to D'Artagnan.

"I didn't see Linnie and Lynette at this trial. I wonder what they think about D'Artagnan's arrest. I'm planning to go find them later and, if I have the chance, meet that [servant] and ask them if they've made any progress on their investigation."

"Let's go together then, we don't have anything else to do."

"Alright, let's leave the opera house first."

The three left the opera house through the main gate and unexpectedly saw Marcel being restrained by the guards.

Upon seeing them, Marcellus became agitated and struggled frantically.

"Where did you find out my name? I clearly erased all information about [Vasher]! Did you see Venier?! Tell me, please, tell me!"

Marcel, completely lacking the demeanor of a guild president, forcefully shook off the hand of the guard who was holding him, grabbed the empty shoulder, and looked on with pleading eyes.

Navelette happened to come out at that moment, and seeing this scene, he waved his hand, and the guards stopped their actions of bringing Marcel back.

With Lord Navelette present, they felt completely at ease and had no worries whatsoever about the prisoner doing anything rash.

Seeing the pleading look in Marcel's eyes, Kong didn't hide anything, "That's right, I've heard her voice, right here in Lu Jingquan."

"Lu Jingquan? You're saying...she's always been so close to me? And yet I..."

Marcel staggered back two steps, his temples appearing to have turned even whiter.

He knelt down, grabbing the empty ankle as if grasping at his last hope.

"Please, I beg you, give me a chance to see her, just to hear her voice. This is my last request. I'll accept whatever punishment comes my way afterward..."

Paimon wasn't used to this scene and flew to the side.

Kong wasn't used to others kneeling before him, but Marcel gripped him tightly, and he couldn't pull his foot out.

He looked at Navelette for help.

Navis looked down at him. "Is this request as important to you as your life?"

Marcel looked at him, her eyes filled with a resolute determination to give up everything.

"Yes...no, it's more important than my life!"

"Do humans really go against their life instincts for the sake of spiritual desires..." Violet murmured as he looked at him. Even after living here for more than four hundred years, he could no longer fully understand humans.

"Alright, I grant your request... but I'll come with you, just in case you try to escape."

Jiang Bai remained silent. In this trial, he had only provided information and had not appeared as the accuser, so there was no need for him to stand up and say anything at this moment.

Upon arriving at Lujing Spring, Paimon spoke up, "Last time, we heard that sound because we drank a beverage mixed with water from the Primal Sea of ​​Immortality. You drank so much in the Trial Court, you should be able to hear it directly if you get close, right?"

As soon as he approached Lu Jingquan, Marcel heard the voice he had been longing for day and night.

“Vashe…”

His tears flowed instantly; everything he had done in the past 20 years was for the sake of hearing that voice again.

"I'm here, I'm here... Where are you, Vinier? I'm coming to find you..."

Marcellus walked into the spring as if bewitched.

Navelette witnessed all of this but did not stop it.

Not long after, Marcel suddenly collapsed into the pool with a look of terror on his face. Kong rushed over to check on him and found that he was already dead!

"How is this going?"

They didn't drink the seawater, so naturally they had no way of knowing what had happened.

"Those girls he killed..."

After listening to the entire conversation, Navelette looked at the Lujing Spring, which flowed and gathered all the water from Fontaine, and lowered her eyes slightly.

A light rain began to fall from the sky, and raindrops landed on his shoulders.

"It always rains after a trial, and this time was no exception. Luckily, I was prepared..."

The two guards beside her quickly took out their umbrellas, one of whom very attentively held the umbrella for Navelette.

Navelette glanced at the tilted umbrella but said nothing.

"The girls' consciousnesses converged, their hatred overwhelmed Marcellor, and killed him."

"So that's how it is... It can be considered that evil has been punished."

Jiang Bai didn't feel sorry for Marcel's fate. Such a villain didn't deserve a good ending. It was a good thing that the girls were able to take revenge themselves.

"Let's go, we have a celebration banquet tomorrow at noon."

After bidding farewell to Navelette, the three boarded a cruiser and returned to Fontainebleau.

Linni and the others stayed at the Boufati Mansion in Fontainebleau, which was relatively easy to find.

Sitting in the patrol boat, looking at the relentless rain outside, Paimon couldn't help but mutter a complaint:

"The rain in Fontaine really does start whenever it wants."

A passenger next to her overheard her words and said mysteriously, "If you want the rain to stop, I have a way!"

"Hey? Is there any way?"

That is to shout at the sky: "Water Dragon, Water Dragon, don't cry!"

"Huh?" Paimon looked completely bewildered.

"Why are you shouting like that? What does this rain have to do with the water dragon?"

"There is an ancient legend in Fontainebleau. It is said that there was an ancient water dragon king in Fontainebleau, and whenever he cried, it would rain from the sky..."

Chapter 879 Servant Arecino

Jiang Bai found this statement very interesting, and estimated that it was quite true.

The weather was fine when they left the opera house, but it suddenly started raining when Lu Jingquan Marcellus came into contact with the pure water spirits.

Although Navelette's expression didn't change much at the time, it's understandable that he was feeling down after witnessing everything.

"So, all we need to do is comfort the water dragon?"

After saying that, Jiang Bai didn't wait for a reply and shouted towards the sky: "Water Dragon, Water Dragon, stop crying!"

Despite calling out several times, the sky remained completely still, and the rain showed no sign of stopping.

"It hasn't stopped..."

Should we go and shout at him?

But is this rain truly a sign of Navis's sadness? It's really hard to discern any emotion from Navis's stern face.

"After all, it's just a legend..." The passenger shrugged and changed the subject.

Listening to gossip along the way, time passed quickly.

The Boufati Mansion is easy to find; I've been there before.

When I knocked on the door, a little boy with freckles on his face and a somewhat socially awkward expression opened it.

"Hello...are you here to see Linni? He's gone out and won't be back for a while..."

"Oh, it's Fimini. Don't be so nervous," Paimon greeted him warmly.

“You…come in and sit down.” Fimini’s voice was hesitant, her head lowered, avoiding eye contact.

Jiang Bai was seeing him for the first time and asked Paimon, "Is this Linni's family?"

"Yes, Fimini isn't good at communicating with people; she's rather introverted."

Fimini led the guests to sit in the reception room, poured them some black tea, and then sat down to one side, staring at his toes, his toes gripping the ground in his shoes.

He couldn't leave because he had to entertain guests, but he really didn't know what to say, so he could only sit there awkwardly.

Looking at the reserved Fimini, Jiang Bai's thoughts began to wander.

In his memory, the Fireplace House was not a charity; they adopted orphans with ulterior motives.

Whether they are trained to be soldiers or spies, they will be assigned all sorts of tasks after they grow up. With a personality like Fimini's, will he really not be bullied living in the Hearth House?

However, Jiang Bai was just speculating; some people may appear introverted, but they are strong inside.

Moreover, Fimini has the Eye of God, so no one should be able to bully him, right?