Capítulo 1245: Chapter 1245: The Legal Philosophy of the Xyrin Apostle
The trial against the lowa Radicals seems indisputable. All the ones we captured are senior officers of this radical faction—those very individuals who committed a series of unforgivable cris. The only question the Imperial Court faced during their trial was: the existing legal code doesn’t even allow for a maximum sentence for them.
For over ninety percent of the officers in the radical faction, each of their major cris exceeds the maximum sentence!
So right at the start of the trial, in accordance with routine procedure, the court’s central mainfra made a preliminary judgnt for these lowa officers: a sentence with no upper limit. In other words, based on an analysis of all existing laws and case studies, the mainfra concluded that even after the trial, no other outco would appear. This sentence is a very particular verdict of the Imperial Court, its other na being “the Fourth Zone.”
This is quite a rare situation. The extre punishnt site known as the Fourth Zone is seldom cited in the rulings of the Imperial Court; it’s only applicable to those extre criminals who, after rigorous assessnt, are deed that no existing punishnt can sufficiently correspond to their cris. Under normal circumstances, such extre criminals do not appear in large numbers. Since the establishnt of the Fourth Zone, only a few hundred of such criminals have erged—even across the trillion-strong population of the Macro World. A normal intelligent being, when ntally stable and in a standard moral environnt, however vicious they may be, will not easily go insane enough to warrant entry into the Fourth Zone. Even with a complete absence of conscience, an intelligent being of reasoning should have at least a minimal psychological baseline. Therefore, the spatial passage leading to the Fourth Zone, often dubbed “the Flea Alley,” typically remains quite deserted, with few new prisoners sent there.
This ti, however, the Imperial Court might send a group in at once… It can only be said that Barrian successfully led a bunch of rogues so appalling that even the court’s mainfra was shocked. I heard the central mainfra plans to establish a dedicated case database for these lowa individuals, extracting them from criminology one by one to form a separate discipline…
Though a preliminary judgnt has been made, the standard trial procedures must still be followed. Today is the day for the trial of so senior officers of the radicals. At Big Sister’s request, I brought her to the court.
This court in Shadow City is the supre judiciary of the Empire, exclusively handling extre criminal cases submitted by lower courts and direct criminal acts against the Imperial Military Departnt. It is not located in the main district of Shadow City, but directly “beneath” Shadow City. As we know, Shadow City is an airborne tropolis hovering in space, reminiscent of an inverted sky island suspended above Mother Star Gaia. All residents of Shadow City reside on the face of this aerial city, but the backside of this city is not empty either. Here, a lesser number of Imperial facilities are distributed along the raised ridge of the sky island, forming a community of halls seemingly built into a mountain. Most of these facilities are city maintenance devices for Shadow City, such as energy centers, mathematical stabilizers, and synchronization data transmission arrays with Gaia. The remaining facilities include so military factories and classified departnts. These structures are scattered over the large barren hills on the backside of Shadow City, in stark contrast with the bustling Capital of All Realms on the other side of the earth.
The Imperial Supre Court is located at the very center of this dark and barren land, at the highest point of the raised ridge of the sky island. It is a massive building with a symtrical cross-shaped layout, with the main section being a circular dod hall. From this hall, four rectangular corridors symtrically extend outward. The entire structure is cast from durable interstellar alloy, exuding a silvery-white cold light, and its surface devoid of any decorations. From an aerial view, the court resembles a sharp cross nailed to the ground.
In front of the court’s entrance stands the giant holographic projection of Sandora and , presumably serving as the equivalent of stone lions at the door… Alright, I realize there’s a slight problem with this analogy, but it’s how I’ve always viewed it. Beneath the giant projection, emblazoned in imperial script, are the words:
Confess everything! To lie upon entering this door is tantamount to lying to the Emperor!
“…I still feel like they’re two stone lions…” Silently reading those impressive words hanging mid-air, I couldn’t resist revisiting the lion statue analogy, “As Sandora ntioned, during the Old Empire Era, it was customary for the supre court of each Sky Zone to have an Emperor statue at the entrance, inscribed with this very line. But now, within the imperial dominion, there are two emperors governing simultaneously, so one had to be placed on each side of the gate…”
Big Sister seed sowhat distracted; under other circumstances, she would have had a lot to say about those gaudy projections at the entrance. But now, she rely waved her hand and led inside.
The trial scene and enforcent procedures of the Imperial Court may be vastly different from what many envision a court to be.
There are no seats for a jury, nor are there defense attorneys for either party. The “Judges” do not require any defensive behavior, nor do they accept any subjective accusations from third parties. All information gathering related to the trial is conducted by a completely independent “Collector” team. The mbers of this team are seasoned agents and information recording specialists who think with pure rationality in their work. They do not appraise either criminal acts or criminals, their sole task being to gather all usable intelligence and submit it to the court’s mainfra. The intelligence they gather must not include descriptive or rhetorical elents. In fact, the information provided by the “Collectors” is more akin to an accurate snapshot of history, detailing the scene when the cri occurred, the actions of all involved parties, the motivations behind those actions, the outcos of every related action… all compiled into lists devoid of any rhetorical components. These data are then submitted to a specialized adjudication panel. This panel consists of three court mainfras, three judges, and three recorders. The court mainfras are divided into a central mainfra, a database mainfra, and a logic mainfra. The central mainfra is responsible for consolidating, comparing, and precisely rectifying all information from the Collector team and database mainfra to ensure complete compliance with the law. anwhile, the central mainfra preempts its results to predict the case’s outco. Although this prediction does not tie into the final verdict, it’s recorded for future calibration of the next generation of mainfras. Subsequently, the central mainfra submits its findings to the logic mainfra, which starts analyzing the case according to the Imperial Code and adjusts the final penalty based on the thinking patterns of emotional intelligent beings, while the database mainfra does not partake in any analytical work. It rely ensures precise delivery of data for analysis and archives the data uploaded by the recorders as cases.
In truth, the main adjudicators of the court are these three mainfras, while the work of the three judges seems more like assisting these mainfras, and the three recorders are even less authorized to offer any suggestions.
Then does this trial ensure absolute justice?
—No, it rely ensures absolute compliance with the laws of the Empire.
Every race has its own worldview, and even every intelligent individual has their own worldview. Under these circumstances, a universal and absolute fairness does not exist, and the Xyrin Apostles have no ti to pursue an absolutely fair outco. The lawbook applicable across the imperial dominions is more like an “ultimate boundary.” Within this ultimate boundary, every race can establish its laws according to its moral and worldview, able to do whatever they wish. But once they encounter the “ultimate boundary,” the three mainfras in the Imperial Court will ignore one’s race and ideas. They convert everything about you into data, then compare it with the Imperial Code, much like fitting an imperfect screw into a standard screw hole, rcilessly shaving off any imperfections. And during this process, the worldview and moral view of the accused as an emotional intelligent being only play the role of choosing whether to be shaved into place all at once or to be whittled away bit by bit—this choice is not even up to you.
Thus, rather than a legal departnt, the Imperial Court is more of a Xyrin-thed “debugging” factory. In this factory, there is little need for excessive communication between the “faulty parts” subject to “repair” and the engineers responsible for “repairing” them. The Xyrin Apostle’s impression of “judgnt” is just like this—absolute loyalty, under normal circumstances, special beings who absolutely wouldn’t violate any legal code. They find it hard to comprehend why any intelligent being would willingly compromise the interests of their race and nation. Therefore, they view these offenders as “malfunctioning machines,” and when the machine is broken, it needs repairs. If the damage is too severe, it requires disassembly and scrapping, thrown into the reactor. To the court mainfras, they see no difference between a general who deserts in battle and a bolt missing a thread—both require “shaving,” although the forr may be shaved to death.
And if sothing is so broken that it’s completely irreparable, to the point where even throwing it into the reactor may contaminate the furnace?
That is the so-called unlimited punishnt—Fourth District.
It must be said, such a court is entirely different from the adjudication agencies established by the more sensorial conventional races. It even challenges many people’s worldviews, but as ntioned earlier: it never guarantees that its judgnt results are absolutely just under any worldview, yet it guarantees that its judgnt results comply one hundred percent with the Empire’s laws. This is the unique legal perspective of the Xyrin Apostle: Be a good component, or be lted down and recast. They view everything under the Empire’s na, including citizens, as a kind of component, and components should have their technical specifications. If they do not conform to these specifications, it is a cri. As for what the component thinks, as long as the interests of the Empire are maintained, no one cares about those irrelevant things.
However, ordinary races within the Imperial Dominions need not worry about being thrown into such a court, nor should I worry about the court causing unease among civilians who are not suited to the Empire’s ironclad mindset. The reason is simple: the Imperial Court does not judge family disputes…
The laws crafted by the Xyrin Apostle are quite intriguing. They don’t have civil law, economic law, or contract law—these varied law categories confuse those with a one-track mind greatly. Even Sandora expressed complete incomprehension as to why these things, which should be naturally adhered to by all people, need to be codified into laws for people to understand what to do. The articles of the Xyrin Law Code most targeted are regarding the Empire’s military orders, the survival of races, and the security of worlds, inherently expansive matters. They feel legislative necessity only exists for issues like the survival of the universe and the developnt and continuation of races, thus ordinary races have almost no opportunity to appear in the God Empire Court. The Imperial Code’s “ultimate boundary” is broader than imagined, criminal acts within this boundary are still resolved by ordinary “mortal judiciary.” And for those who inadvertently touched the “ultimate boundary,” exceeded mortal judiciary…
Basically, being thrown into the Imperial Court doesn’t attract objections from anyone.
Simply put, within the Imperial Dominions, most ordinary races still adhere to mortal judiciary, and managent over them is still mortal judiciary, while the Imperial Code is a concept-level standard to mortals that even thinking about committing a cri within its margins remains infeasible. Viewing the Imperial Code as a “house” regulating people’s activity range, the house’s construction area has reached one million square kiloters… Thus, looking up, the mortal races in awe have no choice but to casually find a tile to build their own house within this unprecedented space…
So sotis I can’t help but think, perhaps the so-called divine code is just the sa sensation to mortals: The God’s Law Code commands awe, irresistibility, yet upon truly encountering it, you discover as a mortal, even breaching it is near impossible—perhaps the lowa People should be proud in this regard, as a mortal race they’ve committed virtually all of the Empire’s most severe cris: betraying the Empire as the Imperial Vassal Army, killing officers, stealing Empire property, illegal racial extermination, and attacking the Imperial Family. These charges truly aren’t ones that ordinary mortal races can attain. Sotis, when the civilizational disparity between two races reaches a certain level, all sorts of unimaginable phenona indeed occur…
When Big Sister and I ca to this court, what we naturally saw was also a dull scene. Except for the special seats reserved for us, there was simply no “audience.” The oval trial hall was divided into two ends, one end was the Judge’s seat, three courtroom mainfras, which looked nearly identical, were three silver-white cylindrical machines with crystal panels embedded on their surfaces constantly refreshing vast amounts of data. These cylindrical mainfras, over ten ters high, were tilted backward at approximately thirty degrees, half-buried in the hall’s silver-white alloy walls, and in the seats in front of the mainfras, the Judges displayed the na of the next criminal to appear in the holographic projection. After a period of comparative processing, the mainfras and Judges jointly issued a judgnt conclusion. After this, the criminal has ti to speak—in this speaking ti, you can announce your guilt or protest.
Indeed, you can express dissent regarding the judgnt result; this is a rather unexpected setup. If the defendant is unhappy with the judgnt result and can provide additional case information beyond the “Collector’s” awareness, then his protest is valid. According to the judgnt logic of the Xyrin Apostle, they would incorporate the new information into the comparative process, verify its authenticity, and then fine-tune the judgnt result. However, this is rely a theoretical “appeal” process, as we’d yet to encounter a court “Collector” missing information in practical scenarios. And as for the lowa officers currently under trial, they have even less chance to clear themselves.
The Judges, of course, noticed our arrival but did not pause their work, rely nodding courteously in the direction Big Sister and I took our seats. The current sentencing concerns a high-ranking lowa officer; their cris, in addition to the “common articles” such as treason and plundering Empire property, include personally planning and executing the extermination of three innocent low-level civilizations—out of a retaliatory action after these three civilizations declared surrender.
The courtroom mainfra emitted a soft humming, the coordination mainfra was requesting information from the database, the logic mainfra systematically analyzed the completed comparisons, the database mainfra remained silent, refraining from comnting on the case, the three Judges connected to a dedicated network, exchanging opinions with Judges from other courts. When the logic mainfra drafted and published the analyses into docunts, the three Judges swiftly assessed these docunts, confird the correctness of the docunts and the precision of the comparative process, then inford the prisoner of the judgnt result—another one needing to be sent to the Fourth District, yet his cris were surprisingly lighter than his peers, hence his incarceration in the Fourth District required rely several hundred years.
This lowa officer seed unable to accept the judgnt result but lacked the capacity to protest: he did not hold more testimonies that the coordination mainfra could collect. Thus the officer beca agitated at the trial platform, akin to an ordinary person dominated by fear: despite once considering themselves as a god.
At this point, Big Sister suddenly stood up.
Possibly because she was already divine, or for so other reason, the always gentle Big Sister was now imbued with an indistinct sharp aura, the lowa officers in front of the trial platform looked startled, perhaps the aura felt familiar to them, then they collectively looked up.
“Emperor… Your Majesty…”
A war criminal said in astonishnt, and if not for the shackles on the seat, he might have slumped to the ground.
All the originally agitated war criminals quieted down…quiet isn’t quite right, more so they lost their ability to act in the face of imnse fear. The other war criminals awaiting judgnt fell into the sa terrified state, the face reappearing before them drained all courage and rebellious consciousness; they drooped their heads and dared not continue lifting their gaze to look here, tens of thousands of years passed yet seemingly the emperor’s oppressive aura from back then still lingered. I couldn’t help but glance at Big Sister: What kind of ruler would Big Sister, when she was once another person, have been tens of thousands of years ago?
My gaze finally returned to the court, searching for Barrian’s figure among the war criminals. Initially not finding him, I thought he wasn’t among this batch’s waiting list, but soon found him in the farthest corner himself. This once imperious tyrant hunching down, seemingly exerting all effort to hide in a shadow where Big Sister wouldn’t notice him, had fallen to such a condition that I instantly lost the interest to continue observing him: Compared to Tulazo, he truly is an utterly failed individual.
“Seems there’s nothing to see here either, they’re strangers to now,” Big Sister gently sighed, pulling my hand and leaving the seat, “Ah Jun, let’s go… I’ll et that Tulazo in a few days.” (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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