Chapter 316 (2/2)
”To erase this confusion is what we have to do.”
He got up slowly, turned his eyes to the gradually bright horizon in the distance, and the corners of Francis's mouth trembled slightly under his hood:
”It's time to go.”
Seeing his figure ready to leave, the guard knight who remembered something suddenly looked up: ”Lord Francis!”
The priest silently turned back, waiting for his question.
”About the question just now.” the guard Knight licked his chapped lips:
”Have you ever... Faced up to your beliefs?”
The expressionless fascist paused, and then made an action that seemed very strange to the guard Knight:
He clenched his right arm tightly and stared at his bandaged right wrist. His burning eyes seemed to penetrate everything:
”My test... Has never stopped!”
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For furnace town and furnace college, yesterday's night was longer than a year.
After the Dean was forcibly arrested by Brandon de sallion, with the help of the clues Isaac found in the books and archives, the soldiers of the guard found a large amount of ”non-existent” materials from the warehouse, which was huge enough to arm a whole Legion.
It is not the dean's corruption that makes them ”stunned” - many workshop foremen and college tutors seem not to be surprised at this. They have even noticed it for a long time, but they don't know the specific amount.
What's really terrible is that his highness Brandon de sallion found evidence from the mountains of accounts and files only overnight, even the specific location of all ”blacklist” materials!
Of course, they didn't know that there was Isaac Grantham, a mysterious genius who could remember all the books in the whole library in only one day, and they couldn't think that his highness Brandon suspected them from the beginning.
With the asymmetry of information and the careless calculation, the honest saxorians in melting pot town were severely ”pit” by their royal highness.
As for the Dean, Brandon didn't really intend to do anything to him - after all, the other party was still the vassal of the Royal brother in legal theory. If he really dug out people's eyes, I'm afraid it would be difficult to say.
But this is just Brandon's plan according to his current situation. After all, his highness once set a living man on a dirt plane. What he can't do in the world... Is really rare.
Naturally, the trial and getting him to confess fell to Loren.
”First of all, allow me to state that this is not my request, but the job that his highness Brandon forced me.”
Looking at the shackled Dean in front of him, the black haired wizard sitting down ”kindly” reminded him: ”I believe you also understand - from the beginning, this is a carefully prepared plan, and now we have enough sufficient evidence to convict you, so it's meaningless to entangle again. Can we just do it?”
The Dean stared at the black haired wizard coldly, looking dismissive.
Why don't you cry when you don't see the coffin? With a sigh in his heart, Loren turned his right hand, and there were more daggers in his palm, and the tip of the knife stopped steadily less than a centimeter in front of his right eye.
”Please don't waste my patience, Dean.” Loren gradually lowered his voice: ”I'll give you one last chance to confess!”
”If you really think that his highness Brandon de sallion did not dare to kill you, it would be a big mistake - I saw it with my own eyes when he hanged the free nobles in eboden. Do you need me to tell you about the death of those people?”
”Confession, I'm a loyal courtier of the de sallion family. Why should I confess?!” the Dean sneered, not even afraid of the sharp point of the knife aimed at his eyes: ”I can see that Brandon thinks I'm helping his brother deal with him, right
”Brandon... Your highness.” Lorraine slowly withdrew his knife in a cold tone: ”please pay attention to your words.”
”Wording? You are a bunch of fools!” the Dean was still dismissive: ”I can guarantee that furnace town has always been a loyal minister of the de saleon family. We have never assisted any Prince of the de saleon family against another.”
”Who's your enemy?” Lauren stared at him.
The Dean sneered:
”It's the Holy Cross!”