The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

"The hero who troubles the heroes (

"Sorry, I can't help you with this."

Reimu's words hit Charles on the head like a heavy hammer, instantly making him dizzy.

"Is there really no way?" Charles stretched out his hands and tightly grasped Reimu's shoulders.

After a while, he let go of his hands and became familiar, but disrespect to the true **** would trigger the automatic activation of the divine punishment mechanism.

Reimu's projection is like an expressionless puppet, only exists as a microphone, and does not have much reaction to Charles' behavior.

He said: "The judgment of the laws of the world is the jurisdiction of the judgment, and we must not cross the line."

"It is also a bad idea to let them drop the bag, which will make the ruling think that they are provoking themselves, and then launch a war of gods to destroy them at all costs."

Charles slammed his **** on the bed, covered his face with his hands, and couldn't think of a way out for a while.

Things are getting harder and harder.

Charles left the courthouse and went to King Auston I just now. Because the victims of this incident are the royal family, there must be members of the royal family on the jury. Tomorrow's trial is the King of Rerick, who is very likely to be invited. , when the time comes to let him play a role.

As a result, Auston I told him with a dark face that he did not receive an invitation to participate in the jury, nor did other qualified people.

From this, the court felt that the case was uncontroversial and could be decided without a jury.

The worse news is that Auston I judged that the court is likely to deal with this case seriously and swiftly.

As for the robbery field, that is to directly declare war on the God of Judgment. Charles does not think that the power he currently has in his hands can wrestle with him.

"Is there really no way?" Charles' tone was full of pleading.

Reimu's projection mechanically shook his head and disappeared. If the profession is not right, He has no choice.

After a while, Diana walked into the bedroom with a dark face, and sat down on the edge of the bed with her head down.

"Miscalculation," she said feebly, "I went outside to inquire, and public opinion thinks that Jenny deserves to be damned, and they also recognize Rachel's revenge, but no one thinks she's innocent."

Charles sighed deeply. Class ideology is deeply ingrained in this world. Back then, after killing a **** street in Andorra la Vella, it would be fine to throw some money. Rachel killed a royal family for revenge, and everyone think she should be damned.

The laws and concepts of this world are different from those of their hometown. In most countries of their hometown, even murder for revenge will be punished by law. Here, murder by revenge is a reasonable thing, even in the knowledge city every year. There have been several life-and-death duels for revenge, and Charles is arguably even a beneficiary of this notion.

On top of this idea of ​​revenge there is an even crueler idea of ​​class.

The upper class can kill the lower class for a small price, and if the lower class kills the upper class, the death penalty is required regardless of the motive.

The two of them had very little contact with the judicial system of this world before, and had no knowledge and experience in this area at all, and as a result, they were helpless in this incident.

The bedroom door opened, and Meliti walked in, her face was also very bad.

"I can't get in touch with Beechburg," she said. "Several messages were sent, and even my mother's name was used, but there was no response."

The other party did not respond, and it was impossible for the other party to propose a blood relative revenge duel. Now they have no choice.

The three of them sat in the bedroom, unable to do anything, and could only let time pass by a little bit.

"I'm going out for a walk."

Charles' heart was in a mess, he left the room and went to the beach.

The moon has sunk westward to the sea, and the little stars do not illuminate the earth.

On the deserted beach, Charles walked slowly along the edge of the waves.

He remembered how many years ago, when he returned to the cave, he saw Rachel committing suicide with a torn blanket.

At that time, the girls who were rescued did not have the courage to live. They begged others who still had the strength to strangle themselves. Rachel even strangled her own sister to death.

Later, he managed to persuade her, and could only ignite her desire for life with revenge.

Perhaps from then on, she was preparing for this moment.

After killing the enemy who pushed him into the fire pit, it was time to reunite with his sister.

Charles himself was a revenge person. After the great revenge was avenged, the boulder in his heart fell, and emptiness would inevitably appear.

Fortunately, there are still many things waiting for him in life, and this emptiness is quickly filled.

But for Rachel, Charles's heart tightened, and he cared very little about Rachel later, not as good as Diana and Meliti.

He remembered that the elves organized these suffering girls to form an "Osm Suffering Women Awakening Alliance", but he only knew that the elves just let some girls from this organization go to human society to do a round to expose the darkness of Osm After a few waves of public speaking tours, the sound went silent.

As for what kind of life Rachel and these girls lived after, what was on her mind, and whether she encountered difficulties in life, he had no idea at all.

Maybe if I cared more about them in those years, I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today.

Something washed up by the tide on the beach became Charles' punching bag and was kicked hundreds of meters away, hitting the reef.

When Charles approached the reef, the thing suddenly glowed with golden light. It was a gold oil lamp decorated with beautiful gems. After a while, a blue Loli emerged from it. Lolita's lower body was like smoke. with the lamp mouth.

The blue loli said respectfully, "Master, what are your orders, I can fulfill any wish for you!"

Charles was overjoyed, hurriedly grabbed the lamp and stuffed it into his pocket, then released his motorcycle and rode to the courthouse.

This thing has been recorded in the book. It was made by a certain **** after watching a movie when he was looking for a hero in another world. It has been used as binding equipment for two heroes.

It's bragging when it says it can achieve anything, but things like helping out with fights, imparting knowledge, and raising kids are up to the task.

Soon, Charles came to the court~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, the public court in the square outside had been set up, and now he was setting up another thing.

He didn't have time to watch so much. He put away the motorcycle and walked directly to the gate of the court. Then he followed the worker who brought the materials into the building. He judged that the judge who tried Rachel tomorrow should still be working overtime.

Charles followed the signs in the building to find the office of the Supreme Judge. Sure enough, the door of the office was hidden, and there was a light in the crack of the door.

The walls of the office are full of bookshelves. Behind the desk, an old man who looks like Sean Connery is sitting behind the desk reading the parchment in his hand.

After knocking on the door, he walked in and closed the door.

An hour later, Dongfang showed a slight fish belly white.

The court door opened, and Charles came out listlessly.

Queen Victoria, her face deformed with anger, followed behind him, kicking his **** every two steps.

"You have the ability!" The Queen said while kicking, "How dare you bribe the Supreme Judge!"

"Do you know that he is the only candidate for the next Judgment Temple Pope!"

"It's not good for you to bribe someone! You actually bribe him!"

"If it wasn't for the God of Souls and Dreams who came down to testify that you have mental problems, you would be in prison now!"

"It really **** me off!"

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Charles lowered his head and let the Queen kick him away. He wanted to use the oil lamp for Rachel's life. Who would have thought that the judge was an upright person.

If Reimu hadn't suddenly appeared in the rescue scene, he would have been imprisoned now, instead of being brought back by his parents for strict discipline.

At this time, the young butler who had been temporarily brought in to work overtime last night was walking past them yawning. Charles, who was desperate, threw the oil lamp at him and said, "I'll see you off."