In the silver banquet hall, when Michelle took out the second document, it was already silent. The black-haired boy sat on the seat as sinking as water, and on the main seat at the end, the mother god’s expression was extremely stiff.
This dinner with Roja, in her thoughts, was held to bring the two closer together, but as Michelle continued to speak and throw out evidence, the mother god’s heart was shaken violently, because she was the most What was scared was that everything Roja showed was a scam.
If it's just sadness, then it can be tolerated, but giving hope to make him think that he has regained the love of the child and deprived him of it. Such a practice is unbearable for the mother god.
"M, Michel..."
The horrified woman in her heart reflexively called the name of her right-hand man, trying to stop him from the next words, but Michelle was already bent on doing her own way at this time.
The elven patriarch understands that if you want to get rid of the hypocritical traitor in front of you, you have to do it all. Otherwise, in the face of the mother god’s indecision, Roja is likely to escape again, and when his cards are exhausted, he wants to get rid of this scourge. It's just as difficult as reaching the sky.
Michelle, who thought of this, didn't care, opened the file in full view, staring at Loya and said loudly:
"Your Excellency Chosen, according to our intelligence, you and the archangel Lamia have secretly transmitted more than 20 private letters in the past year, and they all passed through the control area of the savior."
"Is there anything weird about this?"
Facing Michel's accusation, the black-haired teenager asked calmly, and then said:
"The angel race is still a neutral race to this day. The correspondence between me and them passing through the savior's territory does not violate any laws of the Lord Mother Goddess. As for the secret transmission, isn't it right in front of me?"
"What do you mean?"
"The meaning is simple."
Staring at the condescending Michelle, Roja also stood up, his voice seemed to suppress endless anger and resentment:
"For a long time, some people have been monitoring my every move. Although I know that this behavior is not the mother god’s original intention, but such monitoring does make me very uncomfortable, so I use special channels when writing letters. , Isn't it a matter of course?"
Hearing such words from Roja, many ministers who knew that they had been monitoring the king for a long time couldn't help but look away. The mother **** on the main seat was surprised to look at the elven patriarch on the side.
Although the mother goddess did make the intelligence department pay attention to the movement of the king for a long time, there have never been orders such as surveillance, let alone such strict measures for treating prisoners.
"Michelle? What is going on?"
"My Lord Mother God, I want to declare that the surveillance of the Lord Chosen is not my own claim, but because it has seriously threatened our safety and made me have to do this. The evidence is the documents and reports in my hands. ."
Under the gaze of the mother goddess, the middle-aged elven patriarch said so, took out one of the many documents and held it up, facing the crowd with his backhand, staring at Roya while showing it with a smile:
"Pick the king, I'm afraid you didn't expect it, you have always had an oversight."
"Negligence? Master Michelle, I don't know what you are talking about."
"Nothing. I just want to tell you that your letter is not completely confidential. The reason is simple, because you have the habit of writing letters on envelopes."
When Michelle smiled and said these words, Roja’s golden pupils contracted uncontrollably. Unlike the patriarchs who hadn’t understood them, the black-haired teenager had already guessed something. Michelle also revealed the answer.
"Is it convenient to put the envelope under the letter paper? After writing the letter, you can put it in and send it out immediately, but unfortunately, it leaves part of the handwriting of the letter as a trace on the envelope, that is to say... ...Even if we don’t open the seal of the letter, we can still see part of the content with the inscription."
really!
Looking at Michelle, who was confident on his face, Roja's heart sank to the bottom, while the mother goddess and other patriarchs on the main seat showed a daze.
It has to be said that in this era when spy and intelligence agencies have not developed vigorously, many people do not pay attention to purely physical forensics like this that does not involve curse power. Therefore, there is no vigilance in this area. The ancestors are obviously such people.
Too much reliance on the power of the spell, thinking that it is absolutely safe to put a self-destructing seal on the letter, but I don’t know that with the simplest method, Michelle and others can see part of the letter, and now they have become enemies The most powerful weapon.
Roja clenched his hands tightly to maintain his face, while Michele on the other side became more and more fierce. He looked at the expressionless boy and continued:
"Through our collection, we have roughly obtained part of the content of the twelve letters, including the'Sun King' that you and the archangel Lamia talked about. In the letter, you admire him a lot. As for In this incident, what you and Lamia are planning is a standard defect!"
"..."
In the sound of Michelle’s loud words, the venue could not help but quiet, the patriarchs of all races on both sides of the table, in front of the elevated evidence, looked at Loya increasingly unfriendly, and the face of the mother **** in the front was abnormal. Pale.
Looking at Roya on one side, the expression on the face of the black-haired woman was very stiff, as if she had not yet reacted to the shock and disappointment brought about by the news, the whole person actually looked a little dull. After a long time, the mother goddess turned her head. Asked in a hoarse voice:
"What he said...is it true?"
"..."
Listening to the mother goddess calmly but with sorrow, as if the grief was more than a deadly question, Roja's heart tightened for some reason, suddenly felt a sense of guilt, and at the same time, his heart became anxious.
With such a tone, the black-haired boy naturally knows the negative answer that the mother goddess wants now, but now that the evidence is solid and Michelle is prepared, Roja is saddened to stand up and hastily denied it. Once refuted again, Roja's image will become a scum full of lies, and the mother **** may also be completely disappointed in him.
damn it! It’s too bad for the former to choose the king! What the hell...wait!
Luo Ya, who was anxious in his heart, suddenly shrank his pupils, and then the expression on his face gradually changed. After thinking for a while, the black-haired boy suddenly looked at the woman on one side and bowed slightly:
"My Lord Mother, although you may be deeply disappointed in me now, I still want to say that these things were not what I did, and I don't know it."
"Nonsense!"
Hearing Loya's words like this, Michelle across the table sneered, and the patriarchs present were also silent. Everyone looked at the boy with distrust, just like looking at an actor with poor acting skills.
Obviously, in the face of a series of evidence, it is no longer feasible to want to deny falsely. Even the mother goddess had a disappointed look on his face after hearing his words. However, what Roja said next made him feel disappointed. She was taken aback.
"My Lord Mother God, I know that you can't gain your trust only by language. In order to verify the authenticity of my words, please use a lie-checking spell on me."
"!"
When he heard Roya’s words like this, there was a moment of silence in the vast banquet hall. Everyone cast an incredible look at Roya, and the reason was simple, because the spell telling lies was used on other people. It's very rude behavior.
As long as you live long in this world, no one can avoid lying. Some lies tend to be kind. It is unnecessary and rude to distinguish them completely. Generally, such spells are used only when dealing with prisoners. There is no doubt that it shouldn't be used for the king.
On the other hand, the spells for verifying lies vary according to the power of the users. If used by the mother god, no one in the world will be able to tell a lie, and this also means that Roja has absolute confidence.
Above the main seat, the black-haired mother goddess widened her eyes and stared at Roja for a moment, while facing the boy, Michelle frowned deeply.
"Master Mother God, is there any problem?"
"No, no, but...do you really want me to use this spell?"
Looking at Luo Ya, the mother **** was uneasy asking such questions, obviously hesitating about the boy's request, but Luo Ya nodded again without fear.
Seeing this situation, the mother goddess' eyes gradually became firm after hesitating for a while, while Michelle on the other side didn't know what to say. The elven patriarch who was confident in the results of his investigation did not think that Roja could pass the polygraph, but the boy The magnanimous attitude made him faintly uneasy.
But in any case, after Roja accepted and the mother **** agreed, no one could influence the ceremony, and as the curse power boiled, the figure of the black-haired and golden-eyed woman also changed, and her black hair turned into Silvery white, his eyes sparkled with crimson brilliance. Within a short moment, the image of the Mother God had changed drastically, and his body was also floating in the air.
Seeing this kind of mother goddess, Roja's mind reflexively appeared like Alisa, and after turning into the Lord of Silver Moon, the atmosphere around the mother goddess seemed to be colder, looking at the boy's gaze. There was a little more pressure, and in the light of the spell, she asked faintly a question.
"Roja, answer my question. Did you write the letter that Michelle said before?"
"No, the surrender letter that Master Michelle said was not written by me, and I don't even know the content."
"!"
As soon as the boy’s voice fell, the floating woman was startled, and then she shuddered with excitement, because the mother **** was sure that what was in her ears at this time was not a lie, but the absolute truth, and Still after supplementing to eliminate all possible truths.
The mother god’s question was whether the letter was written by Roja, but the boy added that he did not even know the content, which eliminated a series of possibilities such as ghostwriting by other people. The attitude can be said to be quite sincere.
"It's the truth."
With such a conclusion, the silver-haired and red-eyed woman smiled rarely, and the crowds of guests were all shocked, and then became extremely confused.
The letter was not written by the king, who wrote it? Is it a forgery?
The ministers who thought this way turned their eyes to the highland elf patriarch at the front of the table, causing the situation in the venue to reverse for a while, and of course Michel could not admit this result anyway.
"Impossible! Lord Mother God, we have compared and verified these handwritings, and we can be completely sure that they were written by the king. This matter is absolutely true. All intelligence personnel can testify for me! I am willing to tell me. Swear loyally!"
In the face of everyone's questioning sight, Michel's complexion was already flushed. He stretched out his hand and stroked his chest, advocating his innocence with all his strength. Hearing this bet on his own origin and the numerous witnesses, everyone present was also All dispel doubts.
Suddenly, the patriarchs of the various races began to wander about who lied between the two. In theory, it is impossible for both parties, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that everyone has a little chance, such as Michelle giving up. [ Loyalty] Origins, or Roja has some ulterior special means to avoid polygraph.
Such a thought made everyone hold their breath and simply waited for the mother god’s ruling. Above that main seat, the silver-haired and red-eyed woman was also entangled. She first looked at the left hand, the minister who had been loyal to herself for a long time. , And looked to the right hand side, the child that I have always loved the most, painful for a while.
Regardless of who lied to the two of them, it was a serious blow to the mother god, and based on past experience, it was more likely that Roja deceived her.
Looking intently at the young boy not far away, the mother god’s red pupils flashed with many complicated emotions, but in the end she said nothing, just silently reappeared on the seat, her hair color and pupil color gradually returning to normal.
"Master Mother God?"
"Sit down...Stop talking about these things."
The mother goddess who seemed to feel tired, with a low tone of voice said so, and upon hearing such an order, both Roja and Michel could only sit back in their seats, but the mood of the two of them was totally different. different.
Looking at Loya who was safe and sound on the opposite side, the Elf patriarch clenched his fists tightly, obviously unwilling to this result, while on the other side, looking at the depressed mother goddess, Roya did not have much joy of escaping in his heart. On the contrary, there was a sense of guilt in my heart.
Denying these accusations and saving one's life is undoubtedly right, and there is no need to have any guilt, but the look in the eyes of the mother **** who looked at him last time made Roya a little uncomfortable.
It was a feeling that I had guessed something, but gave up the tracing in order to cover Roya. In fact, the mother goddess did take this matter away.
Picking up the tableware again, the black-haired woman began to dine in silence, and seeing the actions of the mother god, the many ministers present immediately followed to start tasting the food again, concealing what kind of talk filled the banquet hall. , But everyone is absent-minded.
In the second half of the entire banquet, neither Roja nor his opposite enemy spoke again. Both knew that attacking each other again would cause the mother god’s discomfort. Seeing this, the patriarchs of all races could only beat the side drums. End in this whitewashing peace.
After the dinner, the patriarchs of all races went away immediately. Michelle also gave Roya a cold glance and left. The black-haired boy was unmoved when he saw this, but just as he wanted to walk out the door, a waiter But suddenly he walked to his side and passed the message softly.
"Lord Roja, please stay, Lord Mother Goddess wants to see you."
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At the top of the tower and between the thrones, the black-haired and golden-eyed woman looked at the many cities in the night outside the French windows in silence, while behind her, the black-haired boy stood silently, following her gaze. Out of the window.
After getting news from the waiter and following him to come here, Roja immediately found the mother goddess standing by the window, but the mother goddess who asked him to come did not speak to him immediately, but looked out the window and wondered. What? Seeing this situation, Luo Ya, who was guilty of this situation, didn't know how to speak, so she could only stand stupidly with him.
Fortunately, many of the races under the mother goddess haunt at night, so a few of the city groups outside the window are quite lively, which diverts some of Roya's attention, otherwise the black-haired teenagers might find the air extremely boring.
During this appreciation, Luo Ya's mood gradually calmed down, and after an unknown period of time, the voice of the Mother God finally came.
"Starting tomorrow, I will leave here."
"Hey?"
Hearing the sudden announcement of the mother goddess, the black-haired boy who was enjoying the night scene couldn't help but stared to one side suspiciously.
"Master Mother, what do you mean..."
"You saw it when I brought you here, the war has already begun."
"..."
At the reminder of the mother god, the black-haired boy widened his eyes slightly and fell silent for a while, but his heart was quietly warned.
The beginning of the war is not good news for Roja. Let alone the peace era, in the life and death environment of war, his value, which can change the strength of the two sides, will continue to rise, and the purpose of the mother **** is also about to come out. Up.
Are you trying to force me to choose a position? Or let me follow her and forcibly tie her into the chariot? Or is it... obliterated?
Thinking of these possibilities, Luo Ya's face gradually became dignified, staring at the back in front and waiting for the mother god's order, and at the same time, he was ready to self-mutilate.
The seal of the mother **** is indeed strong, and Roja will definitely be difficult to break free for a while, but using the blessing of [Living to Death] this Shia may not be without the possibility of success.
The young man who was prepared in all aspects thought about waiting quietly, but what he didn't expect was that the mother **** with her back to him sighed after a long silence. She turned around, with golden eyes. Zhong didn't calculate, but reluctant and attached to separation, and then said something that surprised Luo Ya.
"...I decided, you stay."
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