Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

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Every drop of the hammer and every questioning seemed to crush my heart into pieces.

Avro was so anxious that she almost bit her lower lip. She clutched Grace's sleeves tightly, her pitiful eyes were like a dying deer, full of anxiety and worry.

Her mouth was full of bitter and trembling sounds, "Grace...didn't you promise to keep your brother?"

Grace raised her hand this time and did not take it back again. She gently patted Avro's back.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Although the cold voice is small, it has the power to convince people.

As an attorney at the royal court's bench, the well-dressed Jeremy pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. He exchanged a look with Judge Miles and reminded:

"Your Honor, the evidence is conclusive, but the prisoner refuses to admit it until death. I suggest that he be put on the instrument of torture directly."

Of course, this is not a normal trial process, but a punishment for Keon Argerich.

Avro's eyes were red with anxiety. She circled Grace's arm as if grasping the last straw and asked:

"When will we wait..."

Grace didn't answer, she lowered her eyes and waited, waiting for Victoria's arrival.

Outside the partition wall of the court, subtle sounds of conversation finally came.

"Ahead is Ryan's court...Ambassador Richard, why don't we go in and take a look?"

It was an all-too-familiar sound—Victoria had arrived.

"It's now."

Grace patted Avro on the shoulder and smiled slightly at her.

Boom, Judge Miles on the stage struck another blow. He glanced at the trembling Nurki and issued Satan's punishment:

"Adopt it, do it to Nurki..."

"Your Honor! I have an objection!"

A clear but powerful voice echoed in the courtroom, and Grace stood up from the first row of auditoriums.

Avro looked at Grace blankly. For the first time, she saw the holy light belonging to the gods from the girl's face.

49.Interrogation

At this moment, the court is a chessboard with a clear situation. Karta holds the black pieces to make a killing move, and invites you to enter the urn.

Therefore, Miles, the pawn standing at the trial seat, took the lead in attacking. He coughed, raised his head and reminded loudly:

"Your Highness Grace, this is a court, you should just watch quietly."

Although he was surprised by Grace's behavior, the chess player Carta still sat calmly in the last row, looking down.

There was no light in that one eye, only contempt that overcame everything else, as dark and cold as a rat in the sewer.

Grace just looked at Carta, feeling so sick that she wanted to vomit.

He half-supported his head lazily and said with a smile,

"Imperial sister... the empire's trial court is sacred and the imperial power cannot interfere. Even if you like Nurki no matter how much you like it, you can't even risk your life, right?"

But as soon as he finished his proud words, there was a squeak that broke the smile on Carta's face.

"Brother Karta, are you here to observe the court today?"

The court door opened neatly, and Victoria's calm female voice arrived first.

Under the arched door, the outline of Victoria was elongated by the bloody sunset.

Grace looked up and saw layers of shadows behind her. She looked like an omnipotent god in the dim light.

Dusk and beauty, such matching words.

At this moment, it feels like a dream.

"Victoria, what are you doing here?!"

But Karta didn't feel so good. His eyes became obviously panicked, and he asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course, take Ambassador Richard to visit Lane Court."

Victoria cleared a position and the referee entered the game.

Richard was wearing Lane's old-style court clothes. His curly white hair and beard made him look no different from an ordinary old aristocrat.

He made a look with Victoria and began to speak,

"I have heard for a long time about the fairness and justice of the Rhine Empire Court. I would like to visit today to see if I can introduce Cardin."

The rough voice is full of traces of time, but it is extremely penetrating.

Richard is Cardin's loyal minister and basically represents the opinions of Cardin's Emperor Aldin.

Emperor Ryan Kevin and Emperor Cardin have been fighting for half their lives. The two are both enemies and friends. They compete secretly. If one loses, the other will not be convinced at all.

In front of Ambassador Richard, the Lane Empire must not lose face.

"Ah."

Kartar said coldly, "Ambassador Richard, the Cardans are not qualified to interfere with the courts of the Lane Empire."

"Of course, I know. You continue, don't pay attention to us, we are just here to observe. I just heard that the courts of the Lane Empire are completely open and transparent."

Richard nodded, glanced at Grace who stood up with interest, and chose a suitable seat in the middle row with Victoria.

Grace raised her lips in satisfaction, and everyone was already in the game.

Then, the game begins.

"Your Honor, you have forgotten that I am the victim. According to Article 175 of the Imperial Law, the victim is eligible to sit at the table."

Grace said loudly while crossing the barrier of the auditorium.

Next to him, there was a court knight holding a long sword and stretched out his weapon to stop him.

But she was not afraid at all, and her slender body went straight towards the sharp sword blade.

As long as he is more desperate than anyone else, there will be no flaws. Even if these knights are given a hundred courages, they would not dare to hurt a real crown prince.

Grace was unstoppable and successfully stood on the plaintiff's bench.

Next to him stood a young man wearing a pure black lawyer's robe and gold-rimmed glasses. He was the plaintiff's attorney.

Roughly equivalent to a defense attorney.

Grace smiled slightly at Miles;

"Your Honor, do you think so?"

Count Miles's eyebrows drooped as he stood in the trial seat. The matter in front of him was very difficult for him.

He turned to the pillar Prince Karta for help, only to find that the one-eyed prince was gnawing at his nails irritably, resembling a giant baby.

He couldn't make any mistakes now, he rolled his eyes after careful consideration and compromised.

"Yes."

"Then, I think Mr. Attorney, your honor, and the witnesses have some questions, which are of course my personal doubts."

Miles realized something was wrong. He hammered and refused, but saw Victoria looking straight at her like a knife.

He slowly put down the hammer again and muttered:

"agree."

"First, I want to ask a few questions about Nina's roommate, the maid Wen Lin."

Of course you have to pick the softest persimmons.

The maid whose name was called trembled slightly, and the freckles on her face were almost wrinkled.

She stood on the witness stand, rubbed her hands awkwardly, and took a deep breath. She was obviously very nervous.

Grace had already observed this Wenlin maid, shivering during the trial.

There is no doubt that she is the breakthrough.

The first thing is to put mental pressure on her, and then stare at her with eyes that are sharper and colder than ice edges.

To be a predator that could tear her apart at any moment.

Wen Lin avoided Grace with her eyes, and said with a trembling voice: "Yes... Your Highness Grace, please ask."

"Maid Wen Lin, do you dare to confirm that everything you said is absolutely true?"

Grace got down from the plaintiff's table and stepped on the floor with her heels step by step. Dong, Dong, Dong, she slowly and deliberately approached Wen Lin.

The purpose is just to create psychological pressure with sound.

"Yes, I swore to the goddess that I would never tell lies in court."

Grace's face was frosty and she asked softly:

"Then do you know what the culpability is for giving false testimony in court?"

"Put a nail through the lip..."

The maid seemed to have imagined such a cruel scene, and her body was trembling slightly with fear.

"If you tell a lie from now on, then ten nails..."

Grace did not say any more, but moved through the court like a light wind.

She found a shining silver nail on the torture rack, and smiled to show Wen Lin its metallic coldness.

Miles was a little anxious. He quickly knocked the hammer and said, "Your Highness Grace! The court is not your royal garden."

Grace turned back coldly. Before she could speak, she heard an elegant female voice speaking out for herself.

"Earl Miles, you don't seem qualified to speak in such a tone to a princess, right?"

After Victoria finished speaking, she looked at her slender hands casually.

Feng Qingyun's indifferent attitude seemed like he could crush Miles to death at any time.

Carta glared back at Victoria, clenching her back molars, biting her nails irritably, narrowing her eyes slightly, keeping her eyes firmly locked on Grace, wanting to eat her alive.

Although the law is supreme, in the Lane Empire, imperial power ultimately overrides legal power.

Miles took a deep breath and said reluctantly:

"Sorry, Your Highness Grace, but this is in court, and I hope you can abide by the order of the court."

Just a trivial episode.

Grace continued, her hands wrapped in lace were supported on the witness stand, and her body slowly moved closer to Wen Lin, so close that she could clearly see the eye-catching redness in her own eyes in the other's panicked pupils.

"At what time did you see Nurki meet Nina?"

"It's 08:30 after the banquet starts."

"Then what time did you find Nina's body?"

"Around ten o'clock."

Grace's scarlet eyes were subtle and her tone was serious,

"Maid Wen Lin, tell me, are you really sure?!"

"Sure...it's ten o'clock."

"Really?! Let me ask again, what time is it!"

Maid Wen Lin obviously couldn't stand this kind of torture. Her eyes were wandering and her tone gradually became uncertain.

Grace kept spinning around her, and the sound of her high heels was like the hammer of judgment, which made people feel uneasy.

"Also...maybe...it's ten o'clock."

Just to have this effect, Grace raised her lips. Under repeated questioning, people will have doubts even about things they are sure of.