klisemfg Chapter 487 You are too emotional
Chapter 487 You are too emotional
The buzz of discussion at the scene sounded again, and this time the object of the discussion was finally Knight Wiente in the dock. He looked like he had just been pulled out of drowning, his temples were wet with sweat, and he looked disheveled.
"What's wrong, Pico Winetley?" Catherine called out his name again in court. "Can't you answer even one of these questions?"
The ancient noble family name, Viente, had long been away from the High Court's fame and fortune for many years. Now it was finally spreading among people again, but in this form. Viente saw the contemptuous looks from the nobles in the jury box, heard the angry curses from the people behind him, and when he looked at the princess again, he shuddered at the coldness in her eyes, but suddenly he realized something!
——He was not thrown into the dungeon just because he looked at her a few more times.
——They, these women, have always been in the same group! And he has been targeted by this group of people for a long time.
Vientele looked at the princess, and thought of the cruelty that her knight had done to him before. He felt hatred and fear in his heart, but he dared not drag this high and noble princess into the chaos. He opened and closed his mouth, and his facial features were distorted.
"Do you remember the doctrine of being a Knight of Light? Are you still loyal to the Church?" Catherine didn't care what he was thinking and continued to ask him in a cold voice. The words were so familiar that the Inquisitor beside him took out a handkerchief again to wipe the sweat off his face.
"Your Highness!" Bishop Quincy stood up, unable to bear it any longer. He glared at the loser in the dock and interrupted Catherine's sharp questioning again, "I think you shouldn't bring your dissatisfaction with the Knights of Light to the court! You even vented your selfish desires because of your personal likes and dislikes!"
Many people knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess had been tormenting these Knights of Light in the temple for various reasons these days, and the dungeon under the temple was almost filled up with her. Bishop Quincy intended to lead Catherine's questioning to the personal grudge between her and the Knights.
"What is lust, Your Excellency?" Catherine simply turned around, and the two of them argued across King George who was sitting in the middle of the table. "I thought it was human nature to hate a criminal, or is there another explanation for lust in the Luminous Bible?"
"Please be careful with your words!" Bishop Quincy's eyes were blazing with anger. "You are too emotional. This is not the character of a crown prince."
"Why don't you like answering questions, Your Excellency?" Catherine held the table with one hand and argued with him. "My inquiries did not go beyond the case. If this kind of interrogation is considered selfish, then what should be called Pico Winetley's behavior?"
"You have already determined that he is a criminal. Isn't this emotional prejudice? There is no evidence to prove what the plaintiff said. Your judgment on Knight Viente is too arbitrary!" Bishop Quincy's eyes kept sweeping over the silent king while he spoke.
"You have no experience in solving cases, and you are too sympathetic to the seemingly weak party. Perhaps you should learn from the judge the principle of presumption of innocence!"
Catherine sneered.
"Catherine." The king, who was attacked from both sides, had been fiddling with his fingers. Now he seemed to be annoyed and finally spoke up to interrupt the argument between the two.
"It's great to be young." King George rubbed his temple tiredly, and the ring inlaid with malachite turned back and forth between his fingers, reflecting the green light just shining on Catherine's clenched fist. "You remind me of your father when he was young and quarreled with those old guys in the council hall, my dear."
He deliberately dragged out the ending tone with a nostalgic tremor, and his cloudy pupils shrank slightly in the shadows. "But you have to know that the courtroom is not a stage for performing justice."
He hated Catherine for stealing his limelight, just like William did back then. Haha, they are indeed father and daughter.
Catherine lowered her eyes and looked at King George. They were seldom so close. After observing him carefully, Catherine found that his complexion was much better than before. However, there was a faint stench that dissipated little by little with his movements and words. As a witch, only she could smell it. The thought that the stench brought by the curse was probably caused by the elves' flesh and blood he consumed, and she had been smelling it for several years, made Catherine feel extremely sick.
Lilith saw from a distance that Catherine suddenly turned her face to the side and took a step back.