Chapter 1007 (1/2)
Angry roar, surprised scream, full of worried questions... One after another in the hall, up and down like waves, making the silent church noisy like a street tavern in the past.
Standing on the high platform surrounded by black haired wizards, the thirteen earls looked different - Charlotte's face was as heavy as water. The five-year-old count of qiaowangfeng and the count of rainbow bridge ”fought side by side” and competed with sylvik.
Glenwell, the Earl of storm castle, and Eckert, the Earl of anger castle, forced themselves to be calm and kept looking at the expressionless Loren, moving their eyes back and forth, guessing the truth behind the matter.
The rest of the earls, like the knights, were either surprised or suspicious, or wanted to jump directly and stab the ”troublemaker” church deacon with a sword.
But they didn't, because they didn't have the slightest doubt.
And former justice Victor Seuss, standing in the noisy crowd,. From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not move half a minute from Loren Turin's face. He still remembers the other party's expressionless and even indifferent appearance.
It's not ready, it's just indifference; As if standing in front of him, Deacon hilwick was not a living entity, but a cold body.
This idea made Victor shudder - if so, he might not only have guessed that there would be such a thing, but even deliberately guided such a situation as in the pre imperial trial, allowing the voice of jumping clowns and doubts to come forward.
He
What the hell is he doing?!
”Lord Gareth, count of rainbow bridge, you said you needed evidence, and I just had it!” hilwick took out a envelope from his arms and waved it excitedly in his hand:
”This is the official record of Leonardo burying his son gaio Turin in a churchyard before leaving Arles - the signature on it does not have the name of Loren Turin at all!”
”Lord Loren Turin should have been at least 12 years old at that time. Well, even if he was ignored most of the time because he was too young, at least his name should be on the document for burying his father!”
”The burial documents and the epitaphs of the dead are all handled by the people of the church!” count Gareth defended Loren with a red face:
”In that case, this kind of thing is not what you say?!”
Hilwick snorted coldly and looked at count Gareth contemptuously. The other party had begun to argue, which was a clarion call to pursue his victory:
”Well, even if, as you said, I have ulterior motives, I want to stand up and accuse Lord Loren Turin - but there is a key problem in this matter, that is...”
”Have any of you here, and even the Empire, seen Loren Turin before he was 16?”
This question stunned many people and didn't understand what hilwick wanted to say.
”No... as far as I know, it is not.” hilvik said gloomily, ”I have collected a lot of information from lottel, ancient wood Town, wild dog village... Everyone who remembers Lord Loren Turin has a consistent answer: about sixteen or seventeen.”
”Our Lord Loren Turin is like falling from the sky. No one has seen him in his childhood. He has been sixteen or seven years old since he appeared in the world!”
”Nonsense!”
Count Gareth retorted fiercely, but the more he retorted, the more he felt that he had no confidence. He could only pull his dry and hoarse voice and excitedly congest his cheeks: ”those people were just bought by you. Everyone knows that in lottel, the power of the church is even greater than that of the Duke!”
”Can I think, count Gareth, you are questioning the integrity and authority of the church?” hilwick was also angry, and the other party had clearly accused himself of smearing the facts:
”Do you think I'm slandering?”
”Isn't it?!”
”Absolutely impossible - what good is it for the church to accuse and slander a duke in public?”
”Of course...”
Before Gareth finished speaking, he felt his shoulder pressed; Looking back, Eckert, Earl of fury castle, stood behind him and calmly stared at the ”arrogant and hateful” deacon hilwick opposite.
”That's all for the quarrel, Deacon hilwick.”
Shaking his head, the count of fury Castle sighed and said calmly, ”if you have anything else to say, please speak; I assure you that no one will interrupt you.”
The Byrne knights who looked at each other were stunned for a long time and retreated around one after another, or their angry or suspicious eyes moved back and forth between hilwick and Loren.
One is the church trusted by all, and the other is the Duke who led them to win the war between the Centaurs and the dwarf civil war.
Who, after all, is the one who has ulterior motives and deceived their ambitions?
”There is only one thing I want to say...”
Hilwick's cold eyes swept over the thirteen earls and stopped on the black haired wizard's face; In the finally quiet hall, his words full of sense of justice sounded:
”Lord Loren Turin, from the evidence I found, you are not the grandson of Lord Leonardo Turin, let alone the son of gaio Turin - at most, you are just a servant who did not know where he was found and adopted by Lord Leonardo.”
”You stole the name Turin!”
With that, he raised his head and looked at the black haired wizard with dignity, waiting for the other party to refute himself.
Yes, the other party can't refute himself at all.
The epitaphs of gaiio Turin and the records of Leonardo Turin in lottel were mainly provided to him by the envoys of Duke Arles, and some of them were consciously or unconsciously perceived by hilvik.
Of course, this evidence is suspected of being fishy, but the advantage is that it can not be falsified - whether those confessions from the loterians or the epitaph of a small church in Arles are real.
If Loren retorts that these are false, the advantage is on his side; In any case, the seeds of doubt have been planted, and what awaits Bain will be a fragmented infighting.
A Byrne trapped in internal strife, from strength to weakness and even division, is hilwick's purpose; Only when they are divided and hostile to each other can the church and the heavenly palace intervene.
As for his own life safety, hilwick doesn't care at all - rather, he wants someone to rush out and kill himself immediately; If you die in an accident and die in this celebration, it's hard to say that it's Loren Turin.
So he will never hurt himself, and even try his best to ensure that he won't have any accidents!
”Since you said I stole it, then...”
The expressionless Loren walked down the steps and looked at hilwick: