In the end, the old man endured it, since he was about to sentence them to death anyway.

He sat in his seat and took a deep breath. After calming down his emotions, he continued to say seriously: "Today, the three people who assaulted the nobles will be tried..."

"Wait a minute!" Wendy looked at the old man with her big innocent eyes, "Who did I hit? Why did we get sentenced when there was no victim?"

"Don't you know who you hit?" The old man frowned and looked at Wendy, his eyes full of irritation.

"I don't know." Wendy still maintained an innocent look, "There are no injured people. If you accuse someone unjustly, you have to give false evidence. You don't even have false evidence."

The old man gasped for air. He had tried many people and had seen many people who refused to admit it or even yelled at them.

But this was the first time I saw someone with an innocent face like Wendy.

"You said I wronged you, but everyone was watching! Many soldiers saw the conflict between your two followers and the nobles!" the old man said angrily.

Perhaps because Wendy was proofreading, Edwin also said, "I have a little friction with your son. Why do you blame him so randomly? Bring up your son's evidence for everyone to see."

It's okay if one person is messing around, but there is one more. The old man was so angry that he sat down and rang the bell before he had time to think about it: "What a sophistry! You still refuse to repent until now! I will sentence you to hanging!"

The court was very quiet at this moment. Those nobles had never seen old Dorian sentenced to death because he was so angry.

Even though the Dorian family does evil things, they are usually afraid of being criticized, so they more or less pretend to do so.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone who doesn’t pretend like this.

"Let's change it. Hanging doesn't look good at all. It's scary." Wendy said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Edwin: "What do you think of beheading?"

"That won't work. If the knife doesn't break, wouldn't it be very painful?" Edwin said with rejection on his face.

Wendy nodded thoughtfully, then turned to look at Siswan: "Then what do you think about taking poison?"

"pain."

Wendy sighed helplessly.

In this way, these three people actually discussed in the courtroom how they should die.

The old man shouted angrily: "That's enough! Do you think this is a restaurant ordering food!? Get out of here!"

Hearing Roll, Wendy laughed and stepped forward suddenly on the ground. The chair was lifted up by him, making him bend over.

"Then I'm leaving." He greeted the old man politely, turned around and left.

The soldiers caught him again and put him back where he was.

Wendy curled her lips helplessly: "Humph, you don't keep your promises, you don't tell the evidence, and the sentence is based on preference. No wonder your son was kidnapped."

"What are you talking about?" The old man who grasped the key point looked at Wendy seriously.

Wendy shrugged, leaned on the backrest, and said with a smile: "I said, your son was kidnapped."

At this moment, Wendy's tone had changed. It started out innocently and consultatively, but now it became a confident provocation.

His voice was not loud, but just the change in tone silenced the whole place.

Siswan curled his lips at the side. As someone who was fully involved in Wendy's plan, he knew that the main film had just begun at this moment.

"Kid...kidnapped?" Edwin looked at Wendy in surprise, "By whom?"

Wendy did not answer him, but continued to stare at the old man, smiling and raising her chin: "Do you want to know?"

"You! You are just stalling for time! Someone come and pull him down and execute him!" The old man's anger at this moment has reached its limit under Wendy's stimulation again and again.

He lost his mind. At this moment, he only had one thought: to kill this nonsense boy.

What Wendy wants is for him to lose his mind. The more he goes too far now, the humbler he will be in the future, so that he can continue with some of his plans.

"You really don't want to go take a look? If you kill me, then no one will help you save your son, and your son will have to die."

Wendy's smile didn't look like she was faking it at all, and the old man was a little confused. It didn't look like he was talking nonsense just to delay time.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak for a long time, Wendy continued: "Why do I insist on him attending? It's because I want to remind you that your son has been kidnapped. It's a pity that I didn't have good intentions. I'm really sad."

The old man took a breath and calmed down a little. He walked down and walked into Wendy and looked at him: "Not even a mosquito can get out of the aristocratic area, and Dorian's mansion is even more tightly guarded. How could he be caught?" Kidnapping, stop making excuses, you will die today."

"What if it's a god?" Wendy still smiled, with no trace of timidity on her face. "I'd like to remind you, Seraphim may not be able to defeat this god, and your son may not be able to be saved."

The moment he heard God, the old man's feet became weak and he almost lost his balance. Fortunately, he was using a cane.

He took a deep breath, then turned his head and looked at the soldiers beside him.

The soldier immediately understood what he meant and turned around to leave.

The old man staggered back to his throne and sat down. At this moment, he still lacked the majesty he had just now. He wanted to maintain the majesty on the surface, but everyone could see his reluctance.

As time passed by, Wendy felt a little sleepy sitting below, Edwin fell asleep unceremoniously, and Siswan closed his eyes and meditated.

Soon, the door of the trial court was opened, and a soldier staggered in and knelt down in front of the old man. Because of his anxiety, he stammered: "The eldest... the eldest young master is not... not in the mansion!"

The old man panicked, covered his heart, and finally stabilized himself, hitting the ground with his crutch: "Did you look for it elsewhere?"

"Not yet...not yet."

"Then go!" the old man urged, and even slapped the soldier with his cane.

The soldier stumbled out again.

There was an uproar in the trial court at this moment, and all the nobles became restless. People in the front row heard Wendy saying that the prince was kidnapped by God, and they also left the trial court one after another, just to go home and confirm whether their relatives were still there.

The old man walked back and forth anxiously. The moment his eyes fell on Wendy, he quickly walked over and pointed his crutch at him: "Is it you!? You kidnapped my son!"

"Conscience of heaven and earth!" Wendy said, "I was put in prison by you last night. How could I be kidnapped? Even if I have the Eye of God, I can't fly out. Moreover, my Eye of God was confiscated by you."

What Wendy said made sense. The old man put down his crutches and raised his head and took a deep breath.

"Don't you need me to help you? I don't ask for much, just five apples." Wendy looked at the old man and said.

"No need!" After saying that, the old man waved his hand, and the soldiers immediately came over and took the three people away again.

"Hey! I'll give you a discount, even one!" Wendy shouted.

However, the old man couldn't listen at all at this moment, and the soldier didn't stop and just put them back in prison.

Looking at the closed door, Wendy sneered, then lay back on the bed, now just waiting for the desperate old man to beg her.

At present, everything seems to be going very smoothly, but the variable of Seraphim is unknown when it will appear.

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