Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"So indifferent?"

Karta gave a fake smile, and he slowly stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you still angry about Bell?"

Bell?

Karta bent down slightly and threatened sincerely, "If it hadn't gone crazy and grabbed me for no reason, I wouldn't have beaten it to death."

It turned out that the pet of the fifth princess was not lost, but was beaten to death by Karta?

The visitor is not good.

Grace narrowed her eyes warily.

The only person in the palace who was openly on his side was the overbearing imperial sister who seemed to dote on her very much.

Even the emperor and his brother don't like me very much...

So you can basically imagine what kind of hell the previous five princesses lived in.

"We're all one family. There's nothing to be angry about."

Karta grinned, seeming to be immersed in such pleasure. He tapped the imperial sister's shoulder, but the girl quickly dodged it with her hands and eyes.

interesting.

Karta raised his eyebrows briskly, then retracted it calmly. He pointed at the father and daughter behind him.

"Look, I also brought Avro and Keon Argerich, didn't I? According to court regulations, relatives of the defendant are not allowed to enter the court."

Grace looked at him calmly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Ah, showing such an expression can make the emotions between us brother and sister liven up."

"is it?"

strangeness?Why is she not afraid of me today?

Karta frowned, feeling that this Princess Grace was different from before. He lowered his body angrily, darkly, threatening the girl like a demon.

"Don't make that dead face to me, or you'll show something uglier than crying next time."

Then, with a sunny face on his face, he retracted his hand cleanly, looked back and ordered loudly,

"You ladies, please sit in front while I chat with Keon Argerich."

At this time, according to the palace rules, only Afro and his daughter could speak.

"Hello, Your Highness Grace." "Hello, Your Highness."

Grace's expression remained normal, and she nodded to her father and daughter to show their goodwill.

Then, the hem of her skirt fluttered slightly, and Afro quickly sat next to her.

Before she could ask any questions, a burst of fresh girly fragrance hit her. Afro leaned close to Grace's ear and whispered:

"Today, the second prince of Karta came to his father early in the morning and said he wanted to talk about something, but his father did not agree."

The hot breath tickled my earlobes slightly.

Grace glanced back at the carta sitting at the end.

So could the poisoner be Karta, who is obviously hostile to him?

So what is his motivation?

The royal brother showed a friendly smile and pointed at the court seat as if talking about something.

But Afro's father, Ke Ang, frowned and remained silent.

"this is for you."

Avro was about to stuff a piece of paper into Grace's palm, but hesitated in the air for a while.

Are you worried that you don't want to have contact with her?

"It's ok."

Grace said, swiping it from her palm and taking the note lightly.

Of course there was a slight touch, but I didn't seem to mind it as much as before.

On the unfolded note, Keon Argerich's current situation was written in detail.

Avro even did a character relationship diagram.

The general content is that the former Minister of Finance died suddenly and violently at home three months ago, and Samuel, the Deputy Minister of Finance who succeeded him, will turn [-] in half a year.

According to the Imperial Criminal Code, officials at the age of 60 can retire. Except with the emperor's permission, officials at the age of 70 must retire compulsorily.

Therefore, as a member of the Ministry of Finance with a high reputation and excellent political performance, Ke Ang has a good chance of being appointed as the new Minister of Finance.

"Where do you know so much?"

Grace glanced at Avro in surprise.

Afro raised the corners of his mouth and said confidently: "I asked my father."

Grace was silent for two seconds, and she patiently reminded,

"Your father said he wanted to become the Chancellor of Finance? Talking to yourself may not be useful."

"No."

Avro shook his head, "Father is very humble. I heard about it in church."

"church?"

"Generally, officials who have reached the level of financial councilors like to donate money and paintings to churches, and sometimes they will come to the church confessional to vent their inner worries."

Grace couldn't believe it, "They will tell you directly?"

"No, it was just a casual conversation among the nuns that there was a particularly perverted congressman who liked to touch nuns' hands."

Avro's expression furrowed his eyebrows, a little disgusted, and whispered:

"Every time he comes to the confessional, he curses his supervisor for being too strict. Recently he hasn't come, saying that his direct supervisor has a high reputation and seems to be getting promoted."

"I took note of his appearance, and then I happened to bump into him when I went to the Ministry of Finance to look for his father. His father happened to be his direct boss. And indeed, in the Ministry of Finance, my father was highly regarded."

Officials in the Lane Empire generally use the recommendation system of nobles. If they really want to do practical work, the candidate jointly recommended by the Ministry of Finance can easily become the next minister.

With such a thoughtful mind, Afro seems to be smarter than he thought.

The nun's eyes were also bright, like a big golden retriever wagging its tail, biting back the Frisbee and waiting for the owner's praise.

"Afro is so smart."

Grace blinked and followed the compliment expressionlessly.

The corners of Aluo's lips raised slightly, but suddenly his eyebrows drooped. He felt that this was wrong, so he lowered the corners of his lips again.

Grace saw the change in her expression, but she didn't expose it.

"quiet!"

The judge wearing an exaggeratedly curly white wig arrived at the trial seat at some point, and then the auditorium and the disciplinary priest also took their seats.

Boom, boom, boom, the legal hammer fell, a heavy metal collision sounded, and the court officially began.

The trial can only officially begin after the prisoner enters the room, the witnesses sit down, and everyone present takes an oath to the goddess.

However, Nurki was already very weak when he was countered by a group of knights in silver armor.

Avro almost stood up from his chair sadly.

In the end, Grace grabbed her sleeve firmly, leaned into the nun's ear and said,

"It's okay, I'm here."

He patted her arm again to calm her down.

……

Nurki's body was dragged into the court by the knights. The scars on his body seemed to ooze blood and split with every step he took. They were burning, as if corroded by sulfuric acid, and gnawed by ants.

Nurki only felt that he was in a lightless deep sea, with pain pouring in like a tide, suffocating him, and losing his mind.

He didn't poison Grace at all, and he didn't even see her a few times a year.

Why did it end up like this?

If there really is a goddess in the world, why doesn't she pull herself out of this endless hell?

Satan, standing on the judge's bench, asked loudly:

"Nurki Argerich bribed his servant Nina to poison Her Majesty the Fifth Princess of the Empire. Can you plead guilty?"

He tried to open his lips, but found that the blood was almost sticking his lips together.

"deny."

Satan sitting in the courtroom hit the hammer heavily, and the devil in the plaintiff's seat spoke vicious slanders,

"If it's not a relative, then why did you give your servant Nina a hundred gold coins?"

"A month ago, her mother was critically ill. I felt pity for her, so I gave her a hundred gold coins."

The devil presented the so-called evidence to Satan;

"Lie! Her mother died half a month ago! The gold coins found in the room where she lived were minted clearly a week ago."

The devil had fully revealed its vicious fangs, "You clearly bribed maid Nina and instigated her to commit suicide after poisoning."

"I didn't! Nina was framed. As long as she dies and never speaks again, the murderer can go free!"

Nurki denied it with all his strength, the blood on his chest was flowing drippingly, and he seemed to be corrupting and falling into an abyss that would never see the light of day.

"Still lying! Nina's maid's roommate found out that you were whispering to Nina at the party. That's when you instigated her."

His fists beat the shackles on his hands, and blood like scarlet injustice seeped out from his chest. Nurki heard his own throat and roared loudly:

"I have never seen Nina at the banquet. There were so many people at the banquet, and the maids are of low status and cannot enter the inner court. It is impossible for me to talk to them!"

The demons continued to slander without restraint, they shouted and called so-called witnesses.

The maid Nina sleeps with is a depraved person.

The witness swore to the goddess, saying that she discovered Nina's body and witnessed her encounter with Nina under the moon on the night of the party.

Then the demons brought in witnesses who had been corrupted by money. They had personally heard themselves threaten to kill Grace ten thousand times.

"I do not have."

"I do not have."

"None of this is what I did, none of this is what I said."

Numerous lashes fell like a thunderstorm, and Nurki shook his head numbly. He no longer knew how many times he had said it or denied it.

But it's useless, the devil will always follow him, no matter how he refutes, he will never get justice.

There was no sound of accusation in my ears, and there was a buzzing sound. Only the hoarse, burning vocal cords were still telling the injustice.

"I didn't, I didn't do it..."

Why, why do you treat yourself like this?

Goddess, I didn’t do anything wrong, why should you punish me?

Boom, boom, boom, countless hammers of judgment fell, and Nurki felt as if he was smashed to pieces by the hammers, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

My throat seemed to have suddenly become hoarse and I could no longer say any words.

……

"Mr. Keon Argerich, as long as you agree to my request, I can acquit your son now."

The real evil ghost, Karta, sat on a chair, half-supporting his head with his hands and grinning ferociously.

When he saw Ke Ang's eyes, he wished he could be beaten to death.

But I just like this, the painful and hateful eyes.

Because it's like being above other people's souls.

He cheerfully, close to Keon's ear, issued an ultimatum,

"Are you really not going to think about it? Before Justice Miles finalizes it, you... still have a chance to repent."