Chapter 259 Accusation II
“Who do you think you are!”
With a sharp shout, a surge of fighting spirit suddenly exploded from Buffy Marshall, covering his entire body In a ball of silver flames, he slapped his palm on the table hard, causing the whole hall to shake slightly, and stared at the laughing orange-haired girl with splitting eyes: "You want me to be forever doomed? Let me, one of the nine lords of the Violet Empire, the noble Grand Duke Buffy Marshall, be saved from death just by relying on your fabricated lies and slander? I warn you, little girl, if I want to kill you now..."
"If you can kill me in front of His Majesty the Emperor and all the Grand Dukes~" Futaba took a small step back under the invisible pressure. Her face was a little pale, but the smile on the corner of her mouth changed. He had to become more and more public: "Then this empire can really rot~"
Grand Duke Baroka suddenly stood up and let out a low roar: "Marshall, you want us all to be fooled because of you. Shame! ”
After saying that, he raised his thick arms and bent his knees slightly to rush towards Buffy Marshall.
But someone moved faster than him...
Two figures wearing dark purple tights appeared next to Marshall like ghosts, and in an instant they clamped down on the latter's hands, and also Two black hoods stood in front of Futaba and Emperor Clairvaux respectively, holding up two heraldic shields composed of at least three elements. In addition, the four corners of the Purple Nine Hall were also blocked. A purple-robed mage holding a long staff appeared, and a large number of complex and mysterious elemental arrays were rapidly taking shape around them. Two figures holding long bows and wearing leather armor also appeared on the chandelier hanging high in the dome. They all wore visors as smooth and bright as mirrors, and they took control of everything in an instant.
“Here are the violets.” Clairvaux Bresne’s somewhat frail body stood straight, his original artist-like temperament had all gone, and there was a chilling sullenness burning in the old man’s eyes. , that slightly cold but still gentle voice actually made everyone suffocate. Even Vernon Baroka, who could tear apart a tiger with his bare hands when he was young and had the strength of a great knight, shuddered for a moment, and then became dismayed. Sitting back in his seat, Buffy Marshall quickly calmed down and immediately dissipated the illusory silver flame on his body.
Only Futaba was still laughing unscrupulously, tilting her body to reveal half of her head from the side of the mirrored man in front of her, looking at Buffy with eyes full of teasing: "That's right, that's right. , this is not your backyard~ The noble Grand Duke Buffy Marshall, haha, hahahahaha~~"
"Buffy, of course I will forgive you for your unintentional mistake, but please control your emotions in the future." Clairvaux said lightly, and then waved gently, and the two people beside the Archduke Marshall The mirror man immediately released his restraint.
"There is also Miss Futaba."
Clever looked at the girl behind the other mirror figure and frowned slightly: "I also hope you can restrain your words. , you must know that you are only attending this meeting on behalf of Grand Duke Fireclaw. Although our theme seems to have changed, this does not mean that your previous deceptions and lies will be wiped out, nor does it mean that you can afford a lord. "If I don't get a satisfactory explanation, then there will be another emperor."
Futaba raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and blinked cutely: " Did I offend you?”
“Not yet.” Clairvaux shook his head, and then said softly: “But not yet.”
Futaba lowered her head pitifully, stretched out her index finger and pointed it at her chest (and then quickly pointed it at Buffy with her middle finger), and asked in a particularly aggrieved tone: "Have I lost your trust?"
“Lost part of it.” Clairvaux nodded slightly. First, he sat back on the chair (those mirror figures disappeared quickly at the same time, as if they melted into the hall), and crossed his hands tiredly: "But if you can't give us a strong Explain, not just you, but also Archduke Fireclaw You may lose the trust of me...and everyone here~"
Futaba immediately nodded happily and pointed at the Grand Duke of Marshall with a smile: "So I just need to prove that he is a scumbag. ?”
Clay Wo did not answer her, but simply asked: "Why did the Fire Claws propose to me to launch this supreme meeting in the name of the Misha County plague."
The girl replied without thinking. : "For safety."
Clairvaux lowered his eyes for the fourth time and began to read the 'Slave Catcher Investigation Log' distributed by Futaba before, without raising his head and said: "Explanation."
"The reason is very simple. If we take the Marshall family If they want to capture civilians and trade them as slaves to hold this meeting, then Give him enough time to react." Futaba winked at Buffy Marshall who sat down again, then looked around and said leisurely: "He has a lot of reasons to delay, and even His Majesty Clairvaux. It is also impossible to force a lord to rush to the royal capital immediately after receiving the order, or to retreat for a while. Step forward, even if His Majesty takes him to Salamoun immediately after sending a messenger to the Marshall Territory, his cronies will have enough time to erase the evidence. If the situation evolves like that, no matter what the outcome of our discussion in this meeting , waiting until the specific investigation link will be in vain, of course , I personally feel that as long as we hold this meeting with any word involving 'slave', then it is a sure thing that the Duke of Marshall will arrive on the last day or even come ten days and a half late, without even thinking about it~ "
Grand Duke Baroka nodded seriously.
The Grand Duke of Crystal Wolf pursed her lips in embarrassment. She was the one stuck on the last day.
Grand Duke Hussein snorted disdainfully.
The three Grand Dukes, Fernand, Dantes and Simon, all had expressionless faces.
"Oh, by the way, Duke Emmeline, don't be shy. I know very well that you were busy with the safety of the people after hearing the news about the plague, so you delayed it until the deadline." Futaba said to Crystal Wolf. The Grand Duke smiled, showing his white teeth: "I admire you very much. Oh, little sister~”
Emily’s face turned slightly red, and she secretly made up her mind to protect this little girl from the Fire Claw Territory no matter what after this meeting, and even I want Old Butler Deku to plan a pink date for me.
“You really think too much.” Buffy Marshall glanced at Futaba coldly and said word by word: “There is absolutely nothing shameful in the Marshall Territory, and I have nothing to cover up. stuff, don't mind anything "Form of investigation."
Futaba immediately clapped her hands (she even retracted her middle finger happily) and said with a smile: "That's great, so we will organize an investigation team to go to your place right now. ”
Buffy suddenly felt like she was being hit on the head with a sledgehammer: "You...!"
"Be patient." Clairvaux raised his hand and interrupted Futaba's climb along the pole. , said in a deep voice: "We will not investigate a lord without reason. What you just said is not enough to prove Buffy's guilt. The Supreme Council is not a place where you can make changes with your own words."< br>
Futaba nodded to express understanding: "It's okay, it's okay, I still have a lot of exciting information in my hand~"
Clever's eyes swept over each lord, and finally stopped On Buffy Marshall's face: "Then, everyone can start asking questions to Ms. Futaba. In the process, Buffy, please forgive me... I hope you can remain silent for the time being. Don't worry, I will of course leave it to you to explain." time."
The latter smiled bitterly and nodded, with an expression as innocent as possible.
"Sister Futaba."
Emmeline immediately asked Futaba (Buffy cast a dissatisfied glance at her): "You just said you wanted to talk about three points. The first two points are you. There is a lot of evidence beyond the information we have and the Marshall Islands The public use... well, it is suspected that they used methods such as retirement and fake death to move the loyal soldiers of the three legions underground and let them become slave-catching teams. So what is the third point? " Futaba chuckled and summoned a group of people out of thin air. A hand of light element that is harmless to humans and animals, and He raised his middle finger to Buffy Marshall, then extended his two middle fingers and said: "The third point I wanted to say at that time was that he was indeed a fool."
Ameline: “…”
< br>"Watch your words." Duke Ximu Simon looked back at Futaba, and said in a deep voice in his flat tone: "If this continues, I will propose to revoke your right to speak and suggest that your Majesty punish you in accordance with the Imperial Code. Punishment.”
Clairvaux smiled: "I agree."
"Hmm, I understand!" Futaba curled her lips and made a face at Grand Duke Simon: "Stingy, drink cold water~"< br>
Following Barocca Holding his piece of parchment, he stood up and asked Futaba: "This information states that in order to avoid leaking the news, the Marshall family's slave-catching team will kill the old, weak, sick and disabled outside the hunting range during the operation. Almost exhausted, is it true? Is there any evidence?”
“Of course it’s true.” Futaba nodded desperately, almost shaking his glasses before he stopped and said to Baroka seriously: “Evidence. It is in the Red Courtyard where we currently live, and I have also made a backup in the Salamoen branch of the Mage Guild. You are welcome to investigate at any time."
Grand Duke Baroka glanced at Marshall sharply. , nodded to Futaba again and sat down.
"I'm very curious." Archduke Fernando, with a shrill voice, supported the table with both hands and struggled to stand on the chair. He shouted to Futaba: "Since everyone has been killed or taken away, where did you get them from? Could it be that the Necromancer who happened to be passing by told you the 'evidence'?"
Futaba blinked in confusion, and Buffy Marshall gave a silent sneer.
Then...
‘NI~YE~SHA~X~A? ’
The girl made a series of lip-syncs to Archduke Fernando.
Archduke Fernando: "???"
"Nothing." Futaba shook his head solemnly, first gave Archduke Simon a look of 'he is very serious, serious and well-behaved', and then said to Archduke Fernando said: "Even inevitable natural disasters will have survivors, not to mention man-made disasters. In the past ten years, there are still ten or eight people who have survived from the Marshall slave catching team. Of course, they don’t know the true identity of their enemies, but it’s not a big problem to get some useful information from these people.”
The dwarf Grand Duke nodded noncommittally, and then sat down.
The next one was Duke Scorpius Hussein. He pointed to a line in the parchment in front of him and asked Futaba angrily: "Can you explain to me, this What does it mean when it says that the Marshall family secretly sold a group of slaves to the Hussein territory three years ago? "
"Literally." Fuangye didn't even look back at him, just confused. He yawned lazily: "But you don't have to worry too much. Just buying some slaves secretly will not shake your position as the Grand Duke. What's more, you just gave our Majesty, uh, Salamu En’s city wall has donated so much money~ I’ll give you a suggestion, wait until the meeting is over and then donate some gold coins to everyone present. You probably won’t have any responsibility anymore. Also~ If you are quiet If you give me some money, it’s not impossible for me to extract the information about Hussein from the evidence!”
Archduke Simon glanced over again: "Ms. Futaba, please pay attention to your words."
"The character of the chief judge is right, you are stupid." Futaba murmured in a low voice, and then was very polite. She smiled shyly at Grand Duke Hussein: "What else is there?"
The latter hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head slowly and stopped talking.
"So, I have two questions that I hope Miss Futaba can help answer." The polite Grand Duke Dantès chuckled, and then asked in the unhurried tone unique to the elderly. : "You also said before that you have a big To measure the evidence about the crimes of Archduke Marshall, but 'evidence' can often be forged. Can you and Archduke Fire Claw really guarantee the persuasiveness of that 'evidence'?"
"Of course? No. ”
Futaba immediately said such a shocking statement, and then replied in the same unhurried tone as Grand Duke Dantès: "I said that my evidence is of high quality, quantity and authenticity, and others can also say that it is made of fire. Claw or smart, innocent, kind, cute and cheerful Ms. Futaba is a generous, lively, virtuous and beautiful lady, so the matter of authenticity itself has no value for discussion. The focus is how to make our evidence 'convincing'~"
Of course the Grand Duke Dantès will Ask like this: “Then how can we gain persuasion? ?"
"It's easy." Futaba snapped his fingers with a smile and raised his chin in the direction of Buffy Marshall: "Send someone to his territory to check if there is something inside. , for example, if the account books, strongholds, relevant personnel, etc. match up, then wouldn’t it be Does it prove that I am not blind?"
Duke Dantes nodded: "It seems reasonable, then please allow me to raise my second doubt."
Fangye. He made an exaggerated skirt-raising ceremony: "I am all ears."
Grand Duke Dantès smiled: "Where did the evidence in your hand come from?"
"I am very happy that someone finally raised this question."
Futaba's face The half-smiling expression slowly disappeared. She raised her head, and her eyes that seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of mist seemed to penetrate the dome of the Zijiu Hall and reach a place where no one could see... …
“In the autonomous army in a small place in the Marshall Territory, there is a squad leader named Ned and a squad named Fenrir...”
Two hundred Chapter fifty-six: End
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