Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Victoria noticed that Grace was acting strange. She held the cage high and asked in a flattering tone,

"This is a little timid kitten, what do you think? Do you like it?"

No, that's not her at all! That woman had black hair, totally different from Victoria now!

She held her shaking wrists and kept reminding herself that she was different from Victoria, she was different from Victoria

This is a different world! And that woman has long been dead.

At all times, stay calm, even when facing the fear of the unknown.

She bit her lower lip, bright red blood oozed out, and the smell of blood filled her mouth.

Grace slowly regained her senses. She reached out and touched the cage, and asked:

"No, I'm just curious why the emperor sister suddenly gave me a kitten?"

The silver cage gave off an ominous metallic luster, which Grace hated, but she still opened the cage and reached out to touch the poor cat.

Perhaps the cat was just afraid of being imprisoned. It hesitated for a while with blank eyes looking at Grace's palm, and finally rubbed against it obediently.

"It likes you very much."

The alert cat jumped out of the cage nimbly and finally jumped into Grace's arms skillfully, just like its owner who had not seen it for many years.

Grace was also a little surprised and didn't know why this white cat was so friendly to her.

She scratched and stroked the cat's head, then looked up and asked,

“Why did you send me a cat?”

"Because a few days ago, didn't you say that your favorite pet, Bell, was lost? My sister will send you a new one."

A name I've never heard of at all.

Grace was a little confused, "Bell?"

"It was your previous pet. This kitten is also a tribute from the North, and it's exactly the same as the one you had before."

Victoria smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"

An ordinary girl should be very happy to get a cute pet, right?

"Gululu..."

The tickled cat comfortably pressed its pink paw pads into the girl's bosom and purred happily.

Grace raised her head and smiled sweetly, "I like it. Thank you, sister."

Victoria treated her as Grace treated the snow-white cat.

Victoria rubbed the girl's head lovingly, just like a treasured pet.

"As long as it is something Grace wants, I will definitely help Grace do it."

really?

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly, she scratched the cat's chin and asked casually,

"By the way, sister, can I know who is the chief prosecutor of Nurki?"

"Do you want to mention him again?"

The corners of Victoria's lips that were raised suddenly drooped, her tone became cold, and her drooping eyebrows also showed that she was not happy at the moment.

"Sister Royal..."

Grace raised her head and gently pulled Victoria's sleeve. She looked pleading like a snow-white cat.

How lovable.

Victoria stared at her, her eyes turned slightly, as if she was hesitating, but in the end she couldn't resist Grace's gaze, and she said with her red lips slightly opened:

"It's Viscount Miles of the Roy family. I'm not very familiar with him. Generally, the outcome of the trial will be decided by the disciplinary priest, the chief examiner, and the five observers who are watching."

"Then are Viscount Miles and Brother Carta familiar with each other?"

Victoria blinked, shook her head and said:

"I do not know."

Very clever words.

How could Victoria not know? Her intelligence was very impressive.

But as a member of the royal family, it is always a good thing to be cautious in what you say and do.

"So the Chief Inquisitor and the Disciplinary Priest have the most power?"

"The Chief Inquisitor has the greatest power. When the disciplinary priest disagrees with the Chief Inquisitor, he and the auditors can vote together by raising their hands to achieve democracy and fairness to the greatest extent possible."

Grace's mind was moved, and she asked obediently, "Sister, can you help me with something?"

"what's up?"

"My sister is very familiar with the Cardan envoys, right? Then can we allow the Cardan envoys to attend this trial?"

Grace crossed her fingers, pretending to be nervous and shy, and asked softly.

"of course can."

Victoria raised her eyebrows with interest. She agreed at once and then asked curiously:

"But can you tell me why?"

"Since the Cardin delegation is present, the chief judge will surely make a fair assessment for the sake of the country, right?"

Victoria smiled and couldn't help but praise.

"Our Grace is really smart. It seems she can protect herself from now on?"

"I am not as weak as my sister thinks."

Grace regained her expressionless face and spoke calmly in a cold voice, as if she was angry.

But the more cold and unyielding she is, the more people want to see her more special side.

Victoria stared at Grace's face, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, her beautiful blonde hair drooping.

At this moment, she slowly moved forward, showing the steady and trustworthy charm of a mature woman.

The rich scent of roses came over her. She took the girl's body into her arms, rested her chin on Grace's shoulder, and said gently:

"I think so too. I will personally send the person who poisoned you to hell."

Grace subconsciously shrank back, but was held tightly again, like a tangled spider web, and she could not escape Victoria's control no matter what.

……

There is a very interesting passage in the History of the Development of the Ryan Empire:

"The great Emperor Kevin revised the laws and established the most sound legal system on the Eris continent. From the Ryan Empire to the wild lands in the northwest, everyone praises Emperor Kevin and calls him the embodiment of the will of law."

A monarch who attaches so much importance to his reputation would never tolerate maggots destroying his reputation.

It took only a few hours from the investigation to the arrest, and the trial took only two days.

The case was handled so quickly that it seems like they were deliberately trying to conceal something. How could the trial of such a case be taken seriously?

The trial process must be full of loopholes.

As long as there is insufficient evidence, they can release Nurkic under pressure from foreign missions.

Oh yeah…I forgot to say happy birthday to Afro.

It doesn’t matter whether you say it or not, because it has no meaning.

Being reunited with family should be the best birthday gift, right?

48. The Holy Light Seen by Afro (End of -word update)

The Empire's Central Procuratorate was divided into ordinary prosecutors and trial judges, and the head of the Procuratorate was the Central Prosecutor General.

Miles Roy had been a trial judge for ten full years, from the age of forty to fifty.

According to the general retirement age of officials at 60, his political career will end in ten years. His colleagues are replaced one after another, and the hope of promotion is far away.

The old hag at home kept complaining that she was like a waste after marrying into the family and could not get any wealth or fame.

But! Today, the opportunity came.

The prophet Koljie, the teacher of the second prince Karta, found him, gave him 10,000 gold coins, and asked him to complete the Nurki poisoning case as quickly as possible.

And he also promised to give himself a promotion!

There is no one in the office.

Miles was overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes turned red, and he rubbed his hands excitedly.

Once you get in touch with the second prince, won't you be promoted all the way? You can also kick out the yellow-faced woman at home.

He stood up from his office chair, straightened his back for the first time, and checked his clothes in the mirror.

The clean leather shoes tapped the ground, and Miles hummed comfortably in his hoarse voice.

So handsome!

Although his hair was sparse and his features were ugly, he still made such an evaluation of himself.

Everyone in the court today is our own person, so there is no chance of failure. How could we possibly lose?

He proudly put on a white wool wig from the side, the curly hair had become dry and yellow due to the erosion of time.

But this is the accumulation of years, this is the glory of an experienced judge! The older he is, the more powerful he is!

And I will eventually take the position of Chief Prosecutor of the Procuratorate!

Miles in the mirror raised his thick black eyebrows proudly.

He glanced at the expensive white wine on the table that Cohen Argerich had sent, and his expression suddenly turned grim.

What grade?

He clicked his tongue in disdain. If it were in the past, he would have been able to appreciate it.

Now looking at it, it is indeed something that is not up to standard.

……

The evening is approaching, the sun is burning up the dusk, the stars are twinkling in the semi-darkness, and the end of sinners will finally come.

The trial took place at Stirling Court near Lane Palace.

Grace arrived at the courtroom's gallery early and sat down in the front row.

Looking around, the first thing you see is the Holy Tribunal, which is raised layer by layer, symbolizing the supremacy of law.

On the table in the courtroom was a huge scale, symbolizing fairness.

On the left and right are the plaintiff's seat and the defendant's seat, and in the middle is the witness stand.

Interestingly, this layout is very similar to the scene in Ace Attorney, but the difference is that there are horrifying instruments of torture next to the judge's bench.

That’s right, judges in the Ryan Empire have the power to punish criminals.

The court session was to begin at six o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still ten minutes left. Grace glanced at the empty courtroom.

Hasn't Afro arrived yet?

"Sister Grace! Are you feeling better?" A low greeting came from behind.

Imperial sister? This must be the second prince, Karta, right?

Grace turned around and saw a handsome man in a Royal Army uniform.

Blonde hair, red eyes, and a black eye mask that attracts everyone's attention.

Behind him followed Afro and a tall middle-aged man with blond hair, blue eyes, regular features, and clear eyes full of justice, giving him the charm of a mature man.

Even without the Mirror of Perception, Grace could tell at a glance that this was Afro's father.

Grace's eyes met Afro's in mid-air. Although her eyes were worried and anxious, they suddenly brightened when she saw herself.

Grace did not stand up to greet him, but nodded and said,

"Brother, I'm much better now."