My Immoral Detective System

Back in the courtroom, everyone was in a stalemate. It wasn't until Prince Heath realized what was going on and stopped arguing with the officials as he opened his mouth. "Who're you?"

The black-cloaked man ignored the prince and stared at the king with an unfathomable gaze. There wasn't a smile on his lips at this time as he continued to stare at Rhesus for a long time.

That gaze was so cold that even the king's back was covered with cold sweat. He didn't dare to move as he held his breath, watching the man without blinking. Why was this man after him? Why did this person have to wreak havoc in his kingdom? The king didn't know, but he was confident about one thing—the black-cloaked man before him was dangerous.

So he didn't dare to say a single word and kept staring unblinkingly at the man dressed in black in vigilance.

But the man dressed in black acted like he didn't see the king's guarded expressions. Instead, he relaxed his expressions and even smiled before parting his lips. "Your Majesty, that's so unfair. I wanted to surprise you, but it seems you have already prepared something for me."

Rhesus didn't even dare to blink, but after hearing that sentence, not just the king but the entire crowd filled with soldiers and officials became confused. They didn't know who this man was and what this guy was trying to do, but the king knew perfectly well that this black-robed man was the main villain who had created havoc in this kingdom. So he finally got up on his feet and said, "I, the king of this Vanne dynasty, challenge you to a deathmatch. I dare you to come forward and fight!" He paused and glared at the man as the rims of his eyes turned red. "You have dared to kill my innocent son. I'll never forgive you for this!"

It seemed that he was venting all his anger on this villain standing in front of him. At this time, Rhesus was quite confident that he would deal with this man easily using his skills. After all, the king had decades of experience in fighting, and this person in front of him was just a young man from an unknown race. The result was evident in the king's eyes, especially since Rhesus knew magical spells that could make it easy to defend the enemy.

At this time, he had already forgotten that he was under the supervision of the court officials. If it were an average time, they all would have stepped forward to go against their king, but this time, they all exchanged glances and stood at their places without saying a single word.

It wasn't like they didn't want to stop their king. It was just that ever since the man in black robes stepped inside this courtroom and opened his mouth, they all felt strange tranquility, but at the same time, they trembled at the dark aura that surrounded the man. This person seemed to be making them think of two kinds of emotions that had a difference between heaven and hell!

They all instinctively wanted to stay away from this person, but after what they heard the king say, they were all shocked. They darted their eyes toward their king and lowered their heads.

His Majesty knew that this person had killed his son?! Then who was this man in black? Suddenly, some officials who weren't the man's spies connected the dots and realized that those scrolls were fake and were all planted by this man dressed in black! They all felt so regretful of their actions that they couldn't help but glance at their king in guilt. If only they hadn't done that, their king would have sent the soldiers faster and saved their kingdom! It was all their fault!

On the other hand, the spies were also too shocked to move. They had always regarded this man dressed in a black hoodie as Prince Bradley. But when they heard the king's words, they subconsciously looked at the dead body of the prince leaning against the pillar and toward the black-cloaked man, wanting to hear refuting words. But the man didn't say anything and instead smiled.

The spies' world shattered instantly as they stood frozen on the ground. So at this time, neither party came forward to stop the king from saying those words.

The man dressed in black finally opened his mouth and said, "Alright. Let's go outside."

He walked casually outside as if he wasn't surprised in the least after getting challenged by the king to a deathly fight. It almost seemed as if he had expected the king to speak in such a way.

The spies were frightened after thinking like that, and they silently stood among the crowd for fear of being recognized by the black-cloaked man.

The man seemed to have noticed their tiny movements as he snorted and walked past them, not wanting to bother with ants roaming about in this court. He calmly took out his sword as he stood a distance away from the king right outside the court. At this time, Princess Edda was still lying unconscious on the side, but no one bothered to look at her. The man's back faced the courtroom as the officials peeked their heads out and glanced at him with a frightened look in their eyes.

As the king walked and stood there facing the man, anger bubbled up in his chest, making him feel stuffy. It almost felt as if something was blocking his throat that made him unable to speak a single word. The man before him was the source of all the misery he had started to face in his life. So no matter what, for his kingdom, the king would definitely make the black-cloaked man repent and kill the man to save the kingdom once and for all!

A gust of wind passed through both of them as their robes fluttered. At this time, the man in black robes opened his mouth and asked, "If you die, will I get the kingdom?"

"I won't die! There's no question of losing here!" The king raised his sword and glared at the black-cloaked man. "The one who will die today is you!"

The man chuckled and said softly, "Don't regret your decision."

After saying that, the man's body charged and flashed before the king while raising the sword.