Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 71 Andre's Sword

"Thank you, Mr. Erion," Lyle sat in the chair, facing the quiet gentleman, with a book on his lap, palms folded over it, if it wasn't for Lyle's interjection, He was already immersed in the text at the moment, "Thank you for helping me in distress."

"Deliberately emphasizing the help of others and ignoring one's own abilities is not the behavior of a wise man, Lyle."

"Been taught a lesson."

The iron-clad man named Reid came over and sat on the chair on the side close to Irion. A lion was painted in the center of the black armor. As the steel body fell into the soft cushion, the lion also remained stable.

Rhett started the conversation on his own, as if speaking to the two of them, or talking to himself.

"The same old poetry and songs, I hope their eloquence is as sharp on the battlefield."

The members of Twilight Memories gather together to spread their literary talents. This seems to be a daily activity. They show themselves in the center with all their knowledge and skills. The next one throws bricks to attract jade, the third one stops to pay their respects, and the last one is outside the circle.

Obviously, Rhett is a martial artist.

"That old guy is also a barbarian, but he likes to join in the fun." Reid pointed to Echelle not far away. He happened to be at the outermost periphery of the crowd, raising his hand to support his chin, following the center of the people. chanting, the head kept tapping.

"I can hear it." Echelle's ears were surprisingly good, he left the crowd and came to Rhett, "I can hear your bad words even with my ears closed, Bucket. You can't understand the joy of poetry. , because you're a groom with no entertainment factor at all."

Echelle and Rhett, according to their surnames, can know that they are members of the Kingdom of Leviathan and Deriya in the Scanthor Mountains, that is, the target of Lyle's trip, the source of the herbal sword dance mandala land.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Echelle, Mr. Reed."

"Anle, Lyle."

Straight to the point.

"I want to ask the two of you if you know about the sword dance mandala, which I need to use in my research."

"Do Cassandel people like to say hello with other people's treasures? Although I don't hate being blunt," Echelle sat next to Lyle, "Lewisser has this plant, and I can indeed provide it for you. Channels, as compensation for the rudeness before, but this is just an opportunity, whether you can win it depends on you."

"It's natural."

"Leweather is a jungle country, our territory is in a forest, hunting is the main source of our life, our young people will use a hunting to complete their rite of passage, this is a tradition, as a reward , those who pass will get a sword dance mandala."

"Because it is planted in the beast's lair, you want to get one of them, very simple, join our hunting ceremony."

Sounds acceptable, if only for hunting animals.

"I am willing to participate in the ceremony and get the sword dance mandala."

"Very well, I will take you to meet our queen, and she will decide whether to give you this honor."

.........

Mr. Dean looked at the wall clock in the tower in the distance, and the pointer slid to twelve o'clock. As the twelve bells rang, he looked at the shadow behind him, "The battle has begun, but you will not fail."

"Yes, in the name of Andre's sword, our enemies will cry in pain."

Mr. Dean took the lead and walked into the building behind him. It was all made of marble, and on each stone pillar was a purple flag representing the Council of the Secret Pivot.

The stands are full of people, the same pretenders, humans, elves, demons and other races.

At the central round table, there are [-] seats and [-] figures sit around, leaving a place for Mr. Dean.

Armed soldiers filled the aisles as the Dean took his seat.

An elderly man with a gray beard held his semi-circular eyes, picked up the scroll in his hand, stood up, and announced to the surrounding with a loud voice.

"The hearing on the eight counts of 450 charges against Andry College now begins."

"The members participating in this meeting are the recorder sitting on my left, the accused, the dean of Andre College, the representatives of fifteen accusers, and the three accompanying..."

The judge looked suspiciously at the three shadows behind the dean, and his eyelids suddenly twitched.

The dean raised his palm, followed by a crisp snap of his fingers.

The three took off their black robes.

Under the black robe, there is still the black robe.

"Andre Professional Team."

"Resolve all external disputes of Andrei."

"Treat all kinds of dissatisfaction."

"We are the sword of Andre."

This is a team of lawyers.

Mr. Judge threw the scroll on the table, put his hands on the table, and sighed deeply.

"Because the members of this hearing have changed, the three of them should introduce themselves."

"Andre's Fury of the Storm."

"Andre Battle Roar."

"Andre whispers of death."

"Accompanying you are Andre's legal team, Mr. Windfury, Mr. Battlecry, and Mr. Deathrattle."

"Then, the first accusation was provided by the dwarf Duruk who lived in the Second District of Light. On the eve of twelve days, he was attacked by a masked man suspected of being a member of Andrei, and he was robbed of his treasured treasure for 50 years... bushy beard."

The whole place was silent.

A brown-haired dwarf with a red nose climbed onto the table, because he was originally standing. Tears flowed out of those mung bean eyes, and his nose began to twitch. His chin, smooth, became the cleanliness in the sloppy mess.

"Your Honor, my beard was snatched from me the night I was coming out of a bar when I was suddenly brought down by a binding spell, the murderer was wearing a disguise, the mask was a funny rat's head, and he... he did to me I did an unforgivable thing, he shaved my beard, that was all I had for 50 years, we dwarves are famous for their beards, my beard is my life, it is the most beautiful second organ, as a result, no I was taken away by Andre's bastard. My youthful beauty is gone. Andre's people like to cover their faces, and even their dean likes to wear a fake beard. Everyone knows that Your Honor must decide for me .”

A 50-year-old slovenly man wept bitterly.

Mr. Windfury leaned towards the Dean.

"No, Dean, is this really what you did, you are too..."

The dean's cane was inserted into the soles of Windfury's feet, and he roared at the twitching him, "I swear to God that I didn't do it, or my bones will be smashed into ashes, you are a naked slander, I called the three of you, not to make fun of me."

Mr. Deathrattle also came over and said, "It's confirmed, it was done by Mr. Breeder of the Plant Research Society. The reason is to study the ability of plants to adapt to harsh environments. At that time, when he saw a dwarf's beard as dirty as a garbage dump, he shaved it in public. In order to collect materials, by the way, do good deeds and beautify the environment.”

"It's really our people, don't care, let me settle this matter, it must not affect Andre's reputation."

"Don't worry, Dean, but, can I write this news about your suspected crime in the Andrews News, it must be quite interesting."

"no!"

"It's just a suspicion. Occasionally mentioning you a few words will tell the truth honestly."

"Don't even think about it. The rhetoric of your literary club is both false and true. It won't take long for me to be disgraced and become a laughing stock. You have two options now, either stop or die. Shovel for you!"

"Go, go, work, work."

Mr. Battlecry was the first to speak, "Mr. Drucker, you said that you were attacked after coming out of the bar. So, did you drink that night?"

"Drink, why don't you go to the bar without drinking?"

"So, were you sure you were awake then?"

"Certainly awake."

"That's what drunk people say."

"You're insulting a dwarf's drinking, like insulting his parents!"

"I'm just seeking truth from facts, and you can't provide reasonable and conclusive evidence, and even your own status cannot be determined. I question the fairness of your allegations."

Mr. Deathrattle also spoke up.

"From what I understand, Mr. Drucker is an alcoholic and owes the tavern owner a lot of money for his alcohol."

"Is it possible that he deliberately cut off his beard and used the public's stereotype of Andre and Dean Andre to achieve his fraudulent purpose and seek compensation."

"You're spitting blood."

"Don't get excited, Mr. Drucker, your excitement will only be regarded as anger and anger, but as a dwarf, the great perseverance of cutting Hu Mingzhi is still worthy of respect. The problem is that you have said all the nonsense accusations of stealing beards. Export, I can't help but worry about the average IQ of dwarves."

"I (omitted here)!!!" The furious dwarf Duruk was subdued.

The judge sighed, "Now, let's vote on whether the beard-grabbing charge against Andre is true."

"Losing the case, the charges are invalid."

The subsequent accusations, Mr. Battlecry, showed his strong public relations ability, and the various distortions and loopholes in the existing laws were still reasonable.

Mr. Deathrattle has shown powerful intelligence gathering capabilities, using intelligence to carry out a series of personal attacks on the accusers, preventing them from standing on the moral commanding heights of the weaker side.

Mr. Windfury showed a powerful ability to interpret the mind. He could see through the heartbeat of the accusers. With the assistance of Mr. Battlecry and Mr. Deathrattle, he disintegrated his defense line, made him incompetent and furious, seized the cause, and lowered the crowd. impression.

"You said that your house was destroyed by Andre's dangerous experiment? Why didn't you say that your house was smashed by a meteorite? There are no meteorite fragments? I suspect that you maliciously destroyed the house to defraud disaster relief funds and Andrei compensation, After all, they don't even have the tools to commit crimes."

"What, you said that you were caught by the Andrews Magic Research Institute for a suspicious living experiment? You said that you were originally a dwarf and transformed into an elves? Can you still identify the corresponding experiment participants? Sir, look at you Elf ears and long legs, can you confirm your gnome identity? Proof of identity? Judge, I am accusing this unidentified elf of kidnapping one of our wandering city gnome citizens and taking his documents for himself!"

.........

Charge ends.

The judge read out the results, "The results of 450 eight charges against Andry are as follows. The charges are established, the accuser, Andry College, the defamation charge against the accused Duruk, the malice against the accused Charges of destroying houses.......................Abduction of dwarf citizens by unknown elves against the accused....Total 450 and eight counts. The Council of Secretaries urges the law enforcement agencies to strictly monitor the accused and pursue The corresponding criminal punishment and property disputes will give Andrei justice."

"The hearing is over."

The dean walked out the door and said something to the three.

"Thirty percent of the money you got will be used as aid funds for the literary society."

"Dean's atmosphere!"

"You deserve it, the sword of Andre."

　Andrew's
　　
　
(End of this chapter)