Subsequently, Lynn was being escorted onto the trial platform, the shackles around his neck glinting coldly in the sunlight.
Matthew’s gaze swept up and down Lynn, and deep in his eyes, an untily hint of admiration erged at this mont.
He slowly turned his head, making eye contact one by one with the surrounding nobles who had bet with him:
"Heh heh..."
"Don’t forget... he is Lynn."
Seeing Matthew’s slightly deranged deanor, Marquis Saxon and Lady Olivia showed expressions of disdain.
It’s true that Lynn’s achievents are well-docunted, having created many miraculous feats.
But in this situation, they did not believe Lynn had any chance to overturn the situation.
Without saying anything else, just the fact that he killed Fourth Prince Joshua, Saint Laurent VI will never let him go!
At this mont, whether due to shock or sothing else, the square, which was bustling before, suddenly fell silent.
Then, the trial process officially began!
Chief Justice Cornell stood on the high platform, his aged yet authoritative voice echoing across the square, reading out Lynn’s charges — "Assaulting Councilman Blake leading to his paralysis, murdering Fourth Prince Joshua, being the mastermind behind the limb connector cases..."
With each charge read, the crowd’s anger increased exponentially, citizens waved their fists, and curses surged like a tide.
The relationship between Chief Justice Cornell and the Bartleion family is no secret, yet Saint Laurent VI still allowed him to preside over this trial, demonstrating that his integrity had earned the recognition of Saint Laurent VI.
"Hang him!"
"This Demon doesn’t deserve a trial, he should be executed imdiately!"
"Oh Divine, please deliver divine punishnt to kill this Demon!"
The citizens cursed loudly.
In the crowd, the people from Bartleion Manor looked worriedly towards Lynn, their hearts heavy, yet to their surprise, his expression was very calm, even offering them a reassuring smile.
This smile did not ease their burden, instead, their hearts grew even heavier.
Even though Eleanor believed her brother would return safely, at this mont, her heart felt as if it were being twisted by a knife.
If only she could, she truly wished she could stand there and take judgnt in place of her brother.
"Lynn Bartleion," Chief Justice Cornell’s voice was cold and solemn, "Do you plead guilty to the charges ntioned?"
The square instantly fell silent, everyone held their breath, waiting for his answer.
However—
Lynn simply stood there quietly, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, yet he said nothing.
He chose silence.
Chief Justice Cornell frowned, clearly displeased with Lynn’s attitude, but the trial process had to continue.
"Since the defendant refuses to plead guilty, we will proceed directly to the Holy Tree Judgent," he announced in a deep voice, "The Holy Spirit Tree will decide your fate."
With a signal from Chief Justice Cornell, two personnel led Lynn towards the Holy Spirit Tree, preparing to undergo judgnt.
However, at that mont.
A sudden disturbance occurred!
The two guards responsible for escorting Lynn suddenly had a fierce murderous intent flashing in their eyes, and under the watchful eyes of the entire city, they burst out with the power of a Transcendent, attacking Lynn from the left and right!
They intended to skip the Holy Tree judgnt and kill Lynn directly!
Outside the crowd, Bishop Connor sat in a carriage with a gloomy expression; it was evident this was his doing.
Ti seed to slow at that mont, and the people from Bartleion Manor watched the scene before them with hopeless expressions, as if they could not prevent the tragedy from occurring.
"Die, you unforgivable Demon!"
One of them roared, gathering a sharp ice blade in his hand, aiming it at Lynn’s throat!
The other pulled a poisoned dagger from his sleeve, directly stabbing towards Lynn’s heart!
The crowd erupted into chaos, so gasping in horror, others cheering excitedly.
But at this critical juncture, as the ice blade and poisoned dagger were re inches from Lynn, a familiar and powerful crimson light suddenly radiated from him, unleashing the power belonging to Princess Ivyst!
Though not as grand and magnificent as when Ivyst used it, with less than a tenth of its might, it was equally fierce, like burning blood.
The two guards had no ti to react, being killed on the spot.
The entire scene fell into dead silence.
Everyone widened their eyes, staring at this scene in disbelief.
Lynn slowly raised his head, and at this mont, his face no longer bore the sickly pallor from before, replaced by a calm solemnity, as though reborn.
The upheaval and reversal happened too abruptly, leaving everyone unable to grasp what had occurred.
As it turned out, he had deceived everyone these past few days, and after Ivyst used life sharing on him, the punishnt from the Law of Cause and Effect on the Prisoner of Destiny within him and his injuries had mostly healed, and since his life beca linked with that of the Princess, or perhaps due to so intrinsic peculiarity, Lynn found himself able to use a small portion of the abilities exclusive to Ivyst.
Although not powerful, it served his purpose — buying himself ti!
"Stop him!"
Judge Cornell shouted coldly.
In the next second, countless Transcendents monitoring Lynn suddenly sprang into action, though unsure why the guards acted, their task was to monitor Lynn and prevent his escape.
Of course, mixed in among them were so with ulterior motives, under orders from their respective power lords, intending to kill Lynn in a single effort at this mont, to avoid future complications.
But they were ultimately a step too late.
Lynn suddenly turned into an afterimage, weaving through the gaps of countless attacks, reaching the trunk of the Holy Spirit Tree in almost the blink of an eye.
Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Lynn slowly raised his hand and placed it on the ancient trunk.
"I do not confess to any of these charges you speak of."
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