Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

Almost everyone was shouting wildly, and the cheers soared to the sky.

The scene continues.

The man squandered the money from selling children, frequenting casinos and brothels.

The trafficked children were treated as slaves, starved, and covered in frostbite, eventually becoming maids to a nobleman.

"Death penalty!" The unified shouts grew louder and louder, while the pale-faced man not far away trembled with fear.

[March 7th: This person truly deserves to die.]

[Star: a bag, a bag.]

[Black Swan: He wasn't afraid; he just knew he was going to die.]

Lai Gushi glanced at Lu Qing, who was expressionless to the side, and then watched as the vote counter began to count the pottery shards used for voting.

The ratio of those in favor of the death penalty to those against it is 99999:1. Please give the order, Your Highness.

For the first time, Kerudela turned her head, a hint of fear about the future flashing in her anxious eyes that was hard for ordinary people to detect.

But her expression quickly returned to normal, and she said coldly:

"Death penalty, to be carried out immediately!"

Before the man from the Sacred Ruins could speak, the soldier behind him swung his bronze halberd and pierced his heart.

The stench of blood stained the snow, accompanied by deafening cheers.

"Good kill!"

"That kind of beast should be killed as soon as possible!"

The crowd was excited, and the cheers rippled like waves.

"Next, next, next!" The crowd cheered, each person a messenger of justice, judging the most vicious demons.

In this regard, you choose:

"A. The trial begins, and the outcome is left to fate."

"B. Leave Onpharos and sever the ties of this simulation."

"C. Escape to Stikosia and rekindle your romance with Heather."

"D. Break free of the shackles, grab Laigus's face, and let him know the consequences of looking down on Aha."

You little mask, you seem to hold a grudge.

Now that things have come to this, Lu Qing really has no other choice. The other options are too outrageous. After all, regardless of the outcome of this trial, the final victor will be Kerudela.

Katniss is no match for her now.

If I don't die, I can easily control Shuper by joining forces with Crydella.

If I die, Krydella can take over my remaining influence and power, and still easily control Xu Boer.

The promise I made to her, regardless of the outcome, has already been fulfilled.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing smiled with relief.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, the person we are going to try is Xu Boer's tutor, the second elder of the Senate, Lu Qing."

Below the stage, because of Lai Gushi's words, there was already a commotion of voices, shouting for the death penalty.

Lai Gushi continued to guide:

"The charges against him include, but are not limited to, taking his life, controlling the court, instigating the princess, disregarding the law, and rescuing his father from prison..."

Soon, an image appeared in the winter night sky:

"He possessed the body of the cleanser named Haji Nie Lu Qing."

"He sneaked into Cerrudra's bedchamber in the dead of night."

"He and Crydella treated Katniss like a fool."

"The promise he made to the princess."

"He taught the princess strategy and, with her guidance, gradually built up his authority."

"He slowly infiltrated every aspect of Xu Bo'er's organization with his influence."

The previously noisy citizens seemed to have been put on pause.

Has he broken any laws?

But he seemed to be a good person, wholeheartedly serving the princess. Moreover, the seemingly dignified and righteous Senate was, in these memories, no different from animals.

Katniss's eyes widened involuntarily, and then she looked at Lai Gushi with an incredulous gaze.

"You bastard, how dare you lie to me!"

[Star: Katniss is way dumber than March 7th.]

[March 7th: Exactly, no, no, what do you mean by "much dumber than me"? Do you think I'm stupid?]

The snowy night was silent, but soon whispers began to circulate.

Everyone has their own ideas.

Some people felt that the law could not be violated and insisted on killing the young elder.

Some people believe that he is practicing the justice he believes in, and that such a person should not be killed.

The broken shards of pottery clattered to the bottom of the ballot box, like acorns hoarded by squirrels, falling into the center of the dead wood.

Krydella's heart was pounding rapidly, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

Citizens have the right to refuse to vote, and as a princess, she would naturally not vote anyway, and a vote usually doesn't change anything.

But today, she still picked up that broken piece of ceramic and threw her answer into the ballot box.

She clenched her fists, took deep breaths, and her youthful chest rose and fell slightly.

The hurried footsteps gradually became clearer until only the sound of one person walking on the snow remained.

This means the voting is over.

The crunching sound of footsteps on the snow was particularly jarring.

The vote counter jogged along and then began counting the votes.

"150:149"

"5000:5001"

"50000:50000."

And, the last remaining vote.

Even the experienced vote counters couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

She cautiously looked at the signature above.

Name: Krystra.

Gender: Female

Occupation: King

"What to do, what to do..." Krydela felt her heart leap into her throat, after all, she hadn't expected that her pottery shards would be buried at the very bottom.

"The last comment is..."

Suddenly, a dark shadow jumped out of the ditch beside them; it was a frog.

Krystra instinctively clutched her chest; her breathing became even more rapid.

His heart almost shattered.

Saifeier, who was poised to go, was ready.

"No! Agree! To! Death! Punishment!" the vote counter shouted out the result.

"Bravo!" shouted the citizen who had achieved the result he wanted.

Krystalla seemed to have completely lost her strength, her face flushed as she slumped limply in her chair.

"Did you win? Teacher..."

An unexpected event then occurred.

“But as a spectator of the sacred ceremony, I also have the right to vote, don’t I?” Lai Gushi chuckled as he stood up, then raised the pottery shard in his palm and casually tossed it in front of the vote counter.

“Logically speaking, the audience of the Divine Ritual is indeed a citizen belonging to Xu Bo’er.” Katniss’s eyes lit up. Although she had just been betrayed by him, she wanted to kill this second elder who had deceived her today more than Lai Gu Shi.

This was her last chance.

As long as we get rid of him,

A young princess, isn't she easy to manipulate?

[Aglaia: Imagination is wonderful.]

[Saifei: No, damn it, how could those Ragushi be so mean?]

[Haiserin: This Ragus is so wicked!]

[Black Tower: Aren't you feeling bad about not killing my Lao Gong?]

[Ruan Mei: People who are unhappy with their lives just like to find a way to feel relevant.]

[Astara: You, you, you! I hate you!]

[Fireworks: Suddenly I've noticed a huge new force in the live stream.]

[Star: Question: How many group chats does Lao Qing's harem have in total?]

March 7th: Countless, you can't possibly count it no matter how hard you try.

The vote counter glanced at Crydella, then at Kenis, who was on the verge of madness.

"According to regulations, a tie is equivalent to agreeing to the death penalty, and the sentence should be carried out immediately."

Without the slightest hesitation, Katniss shouted:

"Please, Your Highness, carry out the execution yourself and return Xu Bo'er to us, so that the clouds may disperse and the sky may clear!"

The sound spread like an avalanche among the citizens.

Katniss wanted to use this method to declare her victory.

(P.S.: Meteor Shower is quite unhappy with the latest "what if" scenario regarding the behind-the-scenes manipulation. I will write an "what if" side story about Lao Qing, Bo Sha, and Bo Shi Zun after this simulation ends. Please be aware.)

Chapter 102 Come on, Cerberus, I've taught you...

Kerudela raised her blue, glassy eyes, which had somehow become somewhat bewildered.

The entire arena seemed to suddenly become noisy.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, spreading out in concentric ripples.

"Please, Your Highness, intervene and restore the clear blue sky to Xu Bo'er!"

"Please, Your Highness, intervene and restore the clear blue sky to Xu Bo'er!"

When faced with difficult decisions, she always turned to the reassuring imperial tutor for help.

It's the same thing she's most used to and best at.

She asked him for help.

But this time, something seems different.

She turned her neck stiffly and met the clear golden eyes of the boy in black.

Snowflakes, like a cloak, drifted down and draped over his shoulders and onto his black hair, turning it white.

By the way, Lu Qing has already dyed her hair back to its original color.

There was no resentment in those eyes; instead, they held a gentle expression that Krydela had never seen before.

"teacher……"

She murmured, as if in a dream.