This world is mostly made up of ordinary people, and for a small group, there is no truth, only positions.
The council mbers began to point fingers at each other, arguing with clear logic and reasoning.
Most of the jurors were witnessing such a scene for the first ti, their expressions were quite varied. However, those who could beco jurors were not ordinary people. In Celestial Capital, jurors were truly just observers, and they had been inford of various rules beforehand.
Luo Xue sighed softly; at this point, Luo Jin had already lost completely because those who resonated with them were people like them without power. As for the council mbers, they ensured their own interests first before discussing other matters. Moreover, there was a point that Montreal got right: no one wanted the Night Patrol to have too much power. In past eras, when the Church was the most powerful, whoever was labeled as a Fallen ended up on the stake. Even now, people still felt lingering fear.
Zhao Qing had a smile on his lips; he knew the final victor would definitely be his faction. He glanced at Luo Xue, knowing she couldn’t beat him, and next to him, Hao Ye was even more smug, feeling as if victory was his.
Dong dong dong~~~
"Silence!" Ambolat stood up and said, "We will now vote on whether to continue detaining Viscount Montreal. Those in favor, please stand."
Chief Bishop Matthew led so of the council mbers to stand, but they made up less than a quarter of the total number.
"Those against continuing detention, please stand."
A large number of mbers stood up, almost half of them, while the rest abstained. The staff quickly recorded the results. Although the outco was clear, accurate data was still needed as it represented public opinion and dictated how Luo Jin’s situation would be handled next.
At this ti, Li Xin was on top of the City Hall, placing a large basin of bright red carp on the roof. It was a bathing basin, and the fish were very fresh with nice colors, not artificially dyed.
Li Xin was watching the sky while occasionally glancing through the window to check on the situation inside. From Kathy’s expression, things seed very unfavorable. Seeing the results of the vote, it was likely Montreal would be released in court.
Releasing him wasn’t so simple; it would be a major blow to the authority of the Night Patrol. Montreal would have the chance to retaliate, and his experiences in prison would beco shackles for the Night Patrol.
Li Xin gazed at the sky, feeling anxious. If he didn’t have this expectation, perhaps he’d be alright, but with this expectation, and believing Miss Aries to be reliable, his heart was naturally restless. If you’re going to co, co on ti; being late is even more frustrating.
The sky was very clear today, with no clouds in sight. Li Xin, with his eyesight, could see very far and nothing was visible.
The Sun Golden Feathered Eagle, its na sounded flashy. It should be a very graceful large bird. Could it really not fly over?
From the window, he saw the procedure continuing below. Li Xin was feeling a bit impatient too. From the window, the voting results were already out.
"85 votes against, 38 votes in favor, others abstained. I announce, Montreal..." Andrath’s pitch began to rise as he raised the gavel.
"Wait!" Luo Jin suddenly said loudly, "Mayor, council mbers, I actually have one more piece of evidence. This evidence can directly verify the true identity of Viscount Montreal!"
Instantly, the whole hall was abuzz with discussion, everyone looking at Luo Jin in surprise. Andrath tapped the gavel, his eyes icy, "Captain Luo Jin, if you have evidence, why didn’t you present it earlier? Are you showing contempt for the Council?"
Luo Jin shook his head, bowed, and saluted. "Honorable Mayor, this is a Secret Art of our Night Patrol, which requires sacrificing the caster’s lifespan. It cannot be used unless absolutely necessary. I request one last chance from the Mayor."
"Oppose!"
"Oppose!"
"Nonsense, if you have such an art, why didn’t you use it earlier?"
Opposition voices were rising all around. Andrath tapped the gavel, "Silence, silence. Count Granfield, Count Locknan, this issue concerns the long-term peace and stability of Celestial Capital. What are your thoughts?"
Andrath directly bypassed Chief Bishop Matthew and Count Zhao Xun, as their stances were very clear. Now, they needed Granfield and Locknan to speak. Andrath was neutral in this matter and didn’t need to take a stand. The main role of the Celestial Capital Mayor was to coordinate the various factions to achieve balance.
"Captain Luo Jin has diligently served in the Night Patrol for over ten years. I think, as long as it doesn’t harm Viscount Montreal, we can let him try," Granfield said calmly. It was not a good look for a Fallen to appear in his Knight Order, and for the sake of balance, he didn’t want the Church side to be too heavily suppressed by Zhao Xun.
"Lord Granfield is right. For the safety and stability of the Celestial Capital, everyone should cooperate actively. Moreover, this is City Hall, the best place and ti to distinguish right from wrong. However, Captain Luo Jin must be responsible for his own words and actions," Count Locknan said with a slight smile.
Once these two agreed, everyone else fell silent. This implicitly ant Luo Jin had to stake his ten years of dedication to the Night Patrol. It would be fine if he succeeded, but if he failed, all his previous contributions would be nullified.
Matthew frowned and gently shook his head at Luo Jin. Luo Jin smiled, perford the folded finger salute to the Chief Bishop, and silently recited the Night Patrol’s creed.
After tidying his clothes, Luo Jin walked towards Montreal, who looked at him with a half-smiling expression. Their gazes collided, neither backing down, each filled with derision for the other.
Above, Li Xin thought that sothing bad was about to happen. Old Luo was definitely going for broke, and this was in City Hall...
Suddenly, he turned his head and found a palm-sized golden bird perched on the edge of the bathtub, exquisite and beautiful, with feathers shining brilliantly in the sunlight. It looked very majestic, apart from being a bit small. What on earth was this?
"Are you discriminating against my height?"
An annoyed voice sounded in Li Xin’s mind.
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"Are you... Chris?"
The golden eagle rolled its eyes in a very human-like manner. If not for Estella’s repeated reminders, it would have loved to teach this appearance-judging brat a lesson. "Speak, where is the target, and when do we start?"
The Sun Golden Feathered Eagle did not open its mouth; it was communicating through so soul connection, clearly not of the sa ilk as the black cat. However, Li Xin didn’t have ti to be amazed.
"It’s now, look quickly, the Inhaler is in the City Hall below. You can see it here, the one being restrained in the middle."
In Chris’s gaze, the entire City Hall imdiately projected into his field of vision, and a new piece of information appeared in Li Xin’s mind: "There’s more than one here."
In the City Hall, Luo Jin walked step by step toward Montreal. On the surface, nothing seed amiss, but power was slowly gathering in his hand. He had only one chance. Montreal was also calmly watching Luo Jin, seemingly waiting for him to make a move, completely unconcerned about Luo Jin’s so-called Secret Art. He was not like Philmy, that useless wastrel. At this mont, all attention in City Hall was focused on Luo Jin and Montreal, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Just then, a sudden hum echoed through the City Hall, sounding like so animal’s call, causing several people’s faces to change. Montreal was montarily stunned, his expression odd. Imdiately, another loud cry ca from the sky. Ordinary people didn’t feel much, but for Montreal, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Montreal’s body abruptly shook, his expression twisted suddenly, and the muscles under his clothes began to move uncontrollably. His tongue shot out, and saliva started pouring out. Montreal tried desperately to control it, but the Abyssal Worm inside him beca inexplicably agitated, releasing its power uncontrollably.
Before Montreal could fully transform, two other councilors among the crowd let out strange cries and started convulsing violently. Their clothes were torn by bulging tumors, heads swollen with large lumps. Their mouths split to the ears, tongues whipping around, ensnaring the necks of nearby councilors. They opened their gaping maws, biting off heads, with skulls cracking, blood, and brain matter splattering everyone around.
Screams pierced the air, and the guards and Night Patrol present took a mont to react in shock, but Luo Jin had already launched an attack on Montreal. The Demon-Breaking Saber in his hand stabbed straight for Montreal’s heart, but this lightning-fast strike was caught by Montreal’s left hand. The hand, swollen three or four tis its size, no longer looked human, clamping down on Luo Jin’s saber like a vice.
Roar~~~
Knowing he had been exposed, Montreal’s roar mixed with anger and disbelief, turning all his inner fury and resentnt into a murderous intent!
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He knew Luo Jin was trying to ambush him. That kind of Secret Art was beyond an ordinary Night Patrol. He understood Luo Jin’s fanatic personality, not seeking profit and stubbornly adhering to that ridiculous sense of justice. Montreal even knew that Luo Jin had laid his plans like a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity since the Lin Family incident back then. Thus, he aid to turn this case against him once and for all. He knew well about Luo Jin’s strength; once Luo Jin made his move, he could easily evade, and what awaited Luo Jin would not be exile but execution.
He never imagined that while everyone’s attention was on Luo Jin and the Chief Bishop, they would bring in external assistance.
Zhao Xun’s face was also grim because those two mutated Inhalers were from his faction, and three councilors had beco their food, making Zhao Xun distance himself.
Amidst the panicked crowd, the Chief Bishop took action.
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