71 Chapter 71: Turning Black to White (2/2)

Igor knew that by agreeing to what Ritz wanted would imply that he would bear full responsibilityto the words he was about to say. It was a good thing that Ritz act was really believable or else he would not have confidence to say the next the words he was about say.

”Are you the Noble named Igor?” The Captain named Ran redirected his gaze to Igor.

”Yes, sir.” Igor weakly replied.

”So, is what he said true?” Ran seriously asked.

”Indeed, sir.What Big Brother Ritz said was the truth. As for what those villains have just said, they were simply denying the demonic skills they possess! Also, the Venerable Captain should know that the more a person denies a certain subject, the more it would imply that this matter would be true! The Venerable Captain should have also observed that aside from a few damages from the store, they are completely unscathe while we, however, individually received injuries. It is completely clear who was the dominant and who was oppressed!” Indignant, Igor spoke.

”...”Sir Ran looked like he was in deep thought .

When Sir Ran asked the nobles, they all answered similarly. They knew that if they denied it, this would cause doubt and would bring disaster to every single one of them. The same reply was given by Ritz's butler.

*You shitty liars! Shame on all of you!”

”You guys are no nobles! You should be conferred as ignobles!”

”Bah! How despicable and low can you group of nobles be!”

The employees couldn't​ simply stand this hypocrisy as they simultaneously voiced out their displeasure against the group of nobles. They absolutely detested the shamelessness​ of these nobles. One could say that there was already an irreconcilable grudge between them as their anger soared everytime they looked at the nobles faces.

They knew that by now most of the guards have already picked the nobles'side. Although they did not want to admit, but based on appearance alone, it could be said that the one who underwent a thrashing was the nobles while the suspects were they.

They were not confident enough to defend themselves because if what they said was unconvincing, then the guards would just take it as nothing but denial and it would only give them more reason to believe the nobles. They really felt that they were in a truly difficult predicament.

But, just as they felt that all hope was lost, a man stepped forward with calmness. When they saw this man's​ back, they subconsciously felt that there was still hope and that hope rested on this man's shoulders. They believed that with Dylan's intelligence he could outwit the enemy.

”Is sir Captain done with interrogating the criminals?” Dylan smiled with confidence.

His words was a sudden thunderclap to the ears of the crowd as numerous gazes were focused on him. Done interrogating the side of the criminals? That meant he was confident that he could prove the nobles was the one who wronged them. This also meant that he was certain that his argument and reason would win over the defense of Ritz and his group.

The guards did not believe he was able to do so as well as the captain.

The nobles could only luagh in their hearts. They believed that the odds were against Dylan and his employees and there was absolutely no way for a reversal to happen no matter what reason he would come up with.

”A fool seeking his own death!” Ritz sneered as he laughed violently in his heart because he knew he already won.

”Yes. So are you the one who will defend your side?” Sir Ran still maintained a serious and impartial attitude up until this moment.

”Yes.” Dylan calmly answered.

”Then, state your sides argument.” Sir Ran stated.

”What we did was simple self-defense.” Dylan simply smiled.

The crowd was a bit startled. Clearly, they did not expect him to start with that.

”You, villain! How could you say it was just simple self-defense?! You clearly caused harm to me and my comrades! Sir Captain, he is clearly just buying time. Who knows maybe he is waiting for similarly evil back-up!” Ritz shouted righteously but in the truth he was laughing in his heart.

'Hahaha, at your wit's end, Dylan Ford? Hahaha, now you know what happens when you mess with this devilishly handsome young lord!' Ritz laughed evilly in his heart.

”As a matter of fact, yes. But I'm am a hundred percent certain that me, my employees, and my backer aren't evil devils that you claim us to be. Isn't that right, Sir Allen?” Dylan merely smiled as a man descended from the skies and landed beside him.

”Hahaha, indeed, young Dylan.”An old man wearing loose white robes who was astonishingly 2m tall laughed with Dylan.

”That's Premier Hall's Auction Co-coordinator, Allen Kindleheart. Wh-why is he here?!” A guard who knew the old man's identify​ said. Hearing this, they were flabbergasted as they asked themselves why was such an important personnel of the Premier Hall here. Not only that, he seemed to have a good relationship with this young man.

This especially shocked the nobles. For Allen Kindleheart to personally come, it shows how much the Premier Hall values Dylan. The appearance of this old man gave the nobles especially Ritz a terrible foreboding feeling.

”The evidence regarding this matter is in here.” The old man presented a mirror the size of a book.

When Ritz saw this mirror, he involuntarily shuddered as his face was robbed of all its​ colors because he knew he was doomed.