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Chapter 485 She Seduced Me

No one expected such a change, and the cheers at the scene were frozen for a moment because of this slap.

There was a clear snicker from the crowd. An Qi covered her rapidly swelling face, feeling ashamed and sad. She looked at her mother who suddenly appeared, tears falling down, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?! I'm the one who's asking you what you want to do!" Anqi's mother had obviously rushed over after hearing the news. She had barely caught her breath when she rushed into the courtroom, her face was pale, and she was madly pushing her stupid daughter while she was talking. "What are you talking about here? Come back with me! Go back!"

Her hair was disheveled due to the crowd and running, completely losing her usual dignified and elegant image of a noble lady.

An Qi couldn't help crying during the shoving. Through her tearful eyes, she was more determined that her mother had reached an agreement with her grandfather to send her away. They all felt that they had brought shame to the family, right?

Thinking of this, An Qi angrily pushed her mother away.

"All unnecessary people, please leave here!" The inquisitor glared at the guards behind him. What on earth were they doing to allow people to break in?

Lady Cecil grabbed Angie again before the guards approached, "Please stop this meaningless trial, sir, my daughter has gone insane--"

"I didn't!" Angel cried out loudly, "I already swore on the Bible of Light before the trial began. My words are all true! I can still stand here, proving that God allowed me to speak! It was God who wanted to listen!"

"Oh my God—" Lilith saw Leila covering her face in pain, "Who can stop her?"

Lilith looked at the field after hearing this. Angel seemed to have fallen into some kind of bizarre heroic trap. She was almost fanatically wanting to seek justice for the goddess, regardless of whether the goddess herself was willing or not. Even Lilith could hardly say whether what she did was right or wrong, but it was obvious that no one thought she could succeed.

"Angie!" Lilith saw Knight Russell coming after Lady Cecil, staring at Angel with disappointment in his eyes. "You are always more stupid than I thought!"

"Heh!" An Qi sneered and stubbornly refused to admit her mistake.

"- Punish the murderer! Purge the Vatican!" Angry shouts were heard from the indignant masses. At once, countless people responded to the slogan. The shouts almost blew the roof off. Vientele in the dock looked more and more ugly, and he no longer had the confidence he had at the beginning.

"He should be executed!" Someone grabbed the vegetables in the basket and threw them desperately in the direction of Wayne, ignoring the guards' shouts. The cordon was rippled and the situation was about to get out of control. Lilith and a few others held on to each other to prevent themselves from being dispersed by the crowd.

"Why do you have to stop her?" Lucas asked Leila in the surging crowd, "Everyone is supporting her! I feel she has a chance to win."

"That's the same chance as you sea folk getting elected as God's chosen one!" Leila grabbed Lilith's arm and rolled her eyes at Lucas.

"You are the only one left for your mother." Knight Russell approached Angie with a gloomy face and whispered a warning. He motioned his granddaughter to look at the sidelines. Angie's mother was pulled aside by the soldiers and was crying with her face covered. "Do you want to push yourself and your family into the abyss? Listen to me, come back with me, this trial cannot continue!"

He held down Angie's shoulders and took her to the sidelines without saying a word. His attitude was very tough. Angie had no way to break free and was dragged forward.

"I don't want it!" Anqi screamed while being dragged.

She was influenced by the fanatical crowd and felt that victory was just around the corner. Seeing her relatives trying to stop her, Angie was filled with resentment and shouted, "Grandfather, have you forgotten the knight's creed? Loyalty, courage, humility and protecting the weak. Can't our Russell family do even one of these?"

Angel was full of thorns at this moment, and she actually said such sarcastic and disrespectful words to her grandfather, choking Knight Russell so much that his face turned pale.

"-Oh, Croft, your granddaughter has inherited the spirit of chivalry. How gratifying."

Suddenly, a large number of Knights of Light poured into the venue and helped the outnumbered guards maintain order. The cordon was stabilized again. The angry people finally calmed down when they saw so many Knights of Light. At this moment, Knight Russell heard words from above with an ambiguous tone.

After a brief silence, Knight Russell came to his senses and bowed to Angel.

"——Your Majesty, may the light be with you."

Knight Russell lowered his head deeply, his eyes full of dejection. Angel felt her grandfather's hand clamped on her shoulder, squeezing her painfully.

The heavy wooden door at the side of the courtroom opened, and a figure walked out. It was like a domino effect, starting from the position closest to the door, all the onlookers, including the jury, bowed down one after another, and Lilith followed suit and shrank back with everyone else.

Taking advantage of the cover of the guards in front of her, she boldly looked over there.

He was a very thin man, standing alone among the knights, with silver-gray hair exactly like Catherine's. His overly thin figure was wrapped in a large gold-embroidered dress, like a child wearing adult clothes. Although he inherited the beautiful face of the Bishop family, the years of illness and pain had eaten away his body into a rotten wood full of wormholes, and it looked lifeless.

So this is what the king looks like - Lilith silently thought in her heart. Even if he stood side by side with the Duke of Bishop, anyone would mistake him for the brother who was ten years older. But... this lawsuit had even alarmed the king. Could Angie still leave as Knight Russell wished?

The seating arrangement on the bench above changed again. All the priests stood up and stepped back, giving their seats to King George and Bishop Quincy who appeared with him.

"Good day, uncle." Catherine lifted her skirt and saluted.

"I heard that a horrific crime had occurred in Highgarden." King George's expression was much more serious than usual. He did not immediately ask Catherine to stand up. He just looked at her earnestly and said, "Catherine, you are the crown prince. You should always stand on the side of justice and truth."

These words made Catherine in front of King George and Bishop Quincy behind him look equally ugly. Catherine knew that these words would be clearly heard by everyone present, but she could only lower her head in agreement.

King George turned his head again, "Croft, your injury seems to be almost healed."

He called out his First Knight's name to show their closeness, "It looks like today is a good day for you to be reinstated. Please stand beside me."

His voice was not loud, but it could be heard from far away in this peculiarly shaped courtroom. Everyone heard the king's order and looked at the old knight in the field.

Knight Russell stood up straight upon hearing the voice, his face dejected. He turned around and looked at his granddaughter at hand. She had no experience of meeting the king, and she was nervous and confused. At this moment, she was looking up at him.

She still didn't know what she had done wrong. She had always been so selfish, willful, and reckless since she was little... This was the child he had watched grow up little by little...

Anqi felt her grandfather's hand on her shoulder getting tighter and tighter, and finally loosened. She saw her grandfather look at her deeply, his eyes contained too many emotions, and then he sighed deeply.

"Grandfather?" Anqi suddenly felt uneasy. She had been struggling before, but now that the adults had really let her go, she was like a lonely boat with its anchor chain broken. She subconsciously took a few steps closer to him.

Knight Russell only left her his back and walked towards the top of the court. He was the king's first knight. He had been summoned and he had to respond.

Daniel in the crowd smiled when he saw this. His grandfather had already made a choice between the family and Angie. At this point, she was destined to be abandoned.

Lady Cecil had been asked to leave by the knight who had come from behind, and Knight Russell also stood behind the king, so Angel was alone again.

Knight Russell walked up the stairs, passing by the whispering jury, passing by the white-robed priest who had given up his seat, and passing by the tall knight...who was covered in silver armor without a single bit of skin exposed, the young man who was said to have taken his place.

He stood where Knight Russell had been, and when he saw the old man coming, he did not give way, not even a glance. Knight Russell did not say much, he took a few more steps, stood to the right of the young knight and stared at the ground. Interestingly, this put him between King George and Catherine again, so that King George looked back and pulled the corner of his mouth in a mocking manner.

"Which part are we at?" King George asked the Inquisitor after Knight Russell finally sat down.

"The plaintiff, Miss Russell, and several witnesses have completed their private prosecutions." The judge wiped the sweat off his forehead, "It is now the turn of Knight Vientele to plead his case..."

"Hmph." King George sneered and glanced at the man in the dock. Although he was weak, his dignity as a king was still there. Just this angry look immediately made Wayne Lay in the dock tremble and sweat profusely.

"Go on, Your Honor, I believe justice will prevail." King George's voice echoed throughout the courtroom.

Did the king really come here to uphold justice? - Lilith looked at the movements of the bigwigs above, and was filled with doubts. The king's attitude seemed to be consistent with that of the people. Could it be that he really cared about his friendship with Knight Russell and wanted to support Angie and seek justice for the victim?

She looked at Catherine again. She lowered her eyes at the moment and no one knew what she was thinking, but there was obviously no expression of relief on her face.

Lilith frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Picole Viente!" Since the trial could not be terminated, the judge could only continue the trial process. He called out the name of the knight in the dock.

"——Do you admit that you have committed the crime of blasphemy against God in the Temple of Light?"

Everyone's eyes were on the defendant's seat. Obviously, he was the one who should be the most scrutinized, but in the first half of the trial, it was the girls who were being bullied and he had been feeling comfortable like an outsider. At this moment, he truly felt the pressure that Angie had been under before.

No, even more than that, he quietly raised his head, and the eyes of His Majesty the King above him were always fixed on him. And Bishop Quincy next to him had an even uglier expression, and he looked at him as if he was a dead man.

Wayne was suddenly afraid.

"I don't--"

Just deny it, just deny it, they have no evidence at all!

——Vient had always thought so before, but after feeling the anger of everyone, especially after seeing the eyes of the king and the bishop, for some unknown reason, his tongue and brain started fighting.

"Have you used the same rhetoric to deceive other gods?" the Inquisitor continued to ask.

"I, am..." Sweat oozed from the tip of Vientele's nose and his eyes began to wander around. He saw the girl standing in the corner in front of him, the goddess named Marcia. She had her back to him, as if she didn't dare to look at him at all.

She has always been like this, as docile and silent as a lamb.

Deny? No, or maybe—

"Yes, it's her!" People saw Vientele suddenly pointing at the back of Shen Da in front of him and shouting -

"She seduced me!"

An uproar broke out in the crowd, and Marcia, who had been silent all the time, turned her head and looked at the dock in disbelief.

"Click." Catherine glanced at Bishop Quincy and saw him break the pen in his hand.

This idiot! Bishop Quincy wanted to strangle him to death in court! If he said that, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting the crime he had committed and admitting that there was filth in the temple! What's more... Bishop Quincy glanced at the side, and King George's face was cold.