The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

And that smile is incomparably brilliant.

Chapter 17 Confession and Justice

"I have no opinion."

Serena looked at the list expressionlessly, then handed it to Judge Gauss next to him.

Gauss narrowed his eyes with some difficulty, checked it again, and finally signed his name.

After signing, he sighed deeply.

"What's the reason for this..."

Serena had no intention of answering the conversation at all.

On the contrary, Aurora next to him answered righteously:

"This is justice! Since they dared to besiege and kill the saint, they should have the consciousness of being severely punished."

Gauss looked at Aurora and showed a complicated smile.

He could understand the girl's anger.

My good friend was almost hacked to death on the river beach by the rebels. This is not an easy thing to accept.

What's even more exaggerated is that these rioters were all involved in the massacre more than ten years ago.

They have already murdered almost all the families, and not letting go of the last descendants of this family is too much in any way.

Thinking of this, Gauss shook his head slightly.

He knew exactly what was going on, and knew the hidden secrets, so he sighed.

From the standpoint of ordinary people, this matter is indeed that these nobles are extremely vicious.

"Serina, should you rest assured now? Starting today, no one will hurt you anymore."

Perhaps feeling that her friend was not in a good mood, Aurora turned around and held her hand, comforting her gently.

"I am fine."

Serena squeezed out a smile and shook her head slightly.

"In contrast, I am more worried about how you will explain it."

"Anyway, you landed with the sailors without a transfer order..."

"Hey, who's going to ask me to explain this now?"

Aurora leaned on the back of the seat nonchalantly.

"Or, because the matter on your side is particularly serious, and I prevented the worst result from happening anyway, everyone selectively ignored my violation."

Serena blinked a little curiously, revealing a genuinely happy smile.

"You've changed, Aurora."

"Well, after all, I have also experienced a lot of things. Speaking of it, you have changed even more. Obviously, you were like that before, and it always makes people feel that you don't care about everything..."

Halfway through, Aurora raised her eyebrows angrily, and changed her words:

"Well, I was wrong, you really haven't changed."

As she spoke, she gently kicked away Serena's calf which was rubbing lightly against her calf.

"Be serious, the hanging order is being signed here!"

For Aurora's dissatisfied complaints, Serena just responded with a brisk smile.

"So what? The dead are already dead, the dying are lamenting their impending fate, and the living still have to live a normal life."

"Okay, you always have something to say."

Aurora didn't bother arguing with Serena, anyway, regardless of reality or dream, she had never persuaded Serena once.

Seeing that the documents had been taken away by the officer, she stood up from the seat and stretched her body.

"Serina, is there anything you want to do next? I can't stay here any longer. After all, I shouldn't be here in the first place."

Serena also stood up and said softly:

"Then, let's go and listen to the confession of the dying man. This is also a scene that we, as saintesses, should adapt to."

"Ah You……"

Aurora looked at her friend in puzzlement, finally sighed, and held Serena's hand.

She didn't quite understand what Serena meant by doing this, but since Serena wanted to do it, then she just wanted to accompany her.

The two left the court, gathered their entourage, and drove to the place where Earl Sidney was under house arrest.

This high-spirited and powerful aristocrat has now become like a crooked old man.

It's ridiculous to say it, but he actually didn't send anyone to participate in the siege of the Holy Maiden's convoy - because all his energy that day was spent on frantically looking for his beloved daughter.

However, now he is responsible as the mastermind behind the whole thing.

Seeing the two saintesses appearing at the door, he raised his head feebly, showing a bleak smile.

"I thought I had some time left."

"Oh, you have."

Serena nodded.

"I'm just fulfilling the duties of a saint, offering a final confession to the dying."

Hearing these words, Earl Sidney's eyes suddenly became agitated.

"I repent, I repent of everything I have done!"

"Everything is done by me, it's all my idea, even if I go to hell to serve hard labor, I have no objection."

"But, but..."

The earl's eyes suddenly became pitiful.

"Can you, can you let my Dinah go? She is still young, and she doesn't have a lover. She should have a beautiful family..."

Serena looked at the somewhat crazy Earl, without showing any emotion.

After a while, she said in a calm tone:

"What you said is true for the girls who were killed by your daughter. It was Dinah who first deprived them of their future."

"Also, Miss Dinah committed suicide in her room last night."

"But you can rest assured that she walked very peacefully, and the guards hardly heard any movement."

Earl Sidney grabbed his hair and tore it painfully.

And Serena and Aurora stood quietly watching all this a few feet away without making a sound.

After a few minutes, the count finally stopped and said in a hoarse voice:

"I really regret that I didn't continue to lead people to search there back then, find you out, and chop you into pieces."

"Well, I heard that."

Serena nodded expressionlessly, then turned around and walked away.

Aurora caught up with some worry, and said softly:

"You don't have to care what he says. After all, you are the one who is just this time, and justice is beyond reproach!"

Serena stopped in her tracks and took a deep look at Aurora.

"Aurora, please remember what I said next."

"Justice delayed is never justice, it is the self-satisfaction of hypocrites."

"The victor is above reproach, and victory is justice."

"Aurora, if you believe in justice, please remember."

After speaking, Serena took another step.

For her, this revenge was just a show.

Now, the show is drawing to a close, and the actors are leaving one by one, that's all.

She only hoped that Aurora would not be involved in similar things in the future and become such an involuntary actor.

And when she was about to step into the carriage again, Meredith suddenly appeared beside her.

"Serina, I hope you can pardon him, he is innocent."

Serena glanced at the verdict in Meredith's hand, and signed the amnesty opinion indifferently.

After signing, she sighed with relief and got into the carriage.

"Okay, we can rest for a while."

"Next, it's time for His Majesty's performance."

Although the comment area and inter-posts were not opened, but for the sake of the review returning to normal, after thinking about it, let's start three shifts from today.

Dawn is ahead!

Chapter 18 She Has Great Potential

"Lemes, your daughter must have been frightened this time, right? Be nice to her."

Tempus said this casually, and granted Viscount Lemes a three-day leave by the way.

Remes's face was full of gratitude, but he knew very well in his heart that some things might have been irreparable.

Not to mention anything else, after returning to the capital this time, Phyllis didn't even go home, nor did she get a message for him, which explained the problem.

But what can he do?

The big mess that Phyllis made with Qingqing was really scary.

Obviously, it was just a small punishment and a big commandment with a light knock, but it abruptly turned into a riot involving more than a dozen nobles - no one would want to take this blame, right?

Even if Phyllis made an unintentional mistake at all, and it can even be said that she has no merit or fault, that cannot offset the negative impact of this matter.

Lemes felt that although his reply at the time was angry, he also had difficulties and should be forgiven!

Unfortunately, Phyllis doesn't seem to think so.

There was nothing Lemes could do about his daughter's waywardness—he couldn't rush into the monastery of St. Salome, kneel down to his daughter and beg for forgiveness, right?

Even if he could pull this face off, the monastery wouldn't open the door for him.

However, none of this can be told to His Majesty the King.

On the surface, Lemes can only express that his daughter will definitely be happy to spend a happy holiday with him, and will definitely be more loyal to His Majesty...

After sending the Viscount away, Tempus turned his attention to the map on the wall again.

He looked directly at the southwest direction of the map, and asked softly:

"Humphrey, how long do we need to prepare?"

"At least five more months, Your Majesty."

Humphrey replied respectfully.

Seeing a hint of impatience and unwillingness on Tempus's face, he hurriedly advised:

"Your Majesty, the more important a decision is, the more thorough preparations are required. This is especially true in wars, and you must never start an army in a fit of anger."

Tempus took a deep breath and nodded.

That's right, that's the way it is.

Before, the Secret Art Alliance saw the huge achievements of the orcs, and organized troops to invade the southern border on impulse.

Although relying on the elite assault force and suddenness, they defeated Andy's troops in the first battle, but when the suddenness disappeared, the weakness caused by lack of preparation was exposed to the Marconians.