In the trial of the United Provincial Officer, Skur Mecklen changed his previous calm and restrainedness and became sharp and sharp:

"So, Major Felt, please tell me, and also the jury citizens present - why would a serving officer from the United Provincial Army appear in Paratu, appear in the new land, appear at the scene of this trial?"

Ald Felt raised his withered head, and he was filled with thousands of bunches of instinctive suspicion, disgusting and repulsive eyes, just because he was a "Gentile" that made him feel sad.

"I'm sorry." Major Felt lowered his head again: "I have nothing to say."

"Be careful of your tongue, Major Felt." Skur Mecklen warned with kindness: "What we ask you at this moment is not a 'Military Disciplinary Committee' that was convened yesterday, but a 'Special Court of Free People' formed in accordance with the rights granted by the Charter of the Union. Choose your answer carefully, because every free person in this hall will determine your destiny."

"I'll ask you again." Colonel Skur stressed: "Why are you here?"

"I'm sorry." Major Felt replied mechanically: "I have nothing to say."

The Liberty of Xinkenland obviously disliked Major Felt's answer, and a buzz of dissatisfaction immediately sounded in the Grand Council.

Of course, what free people dislike even more is Major Felt's identity as a "unilateralist".

Colonel Skur knocked the mallet to suppress the noise around him.

He looked at Major Felt, with a threatening tone: "Knowing the consequences, do you still have to answer 'Not to tell'?"

Ald Felt seemed to be stimulated and looked up angrily, facing the cold eyes of the Paratu alumni who were on the bench.

He turned again and turned his eyes to the xenophobic, conservative, greedy 'free landlords' sitting high on the jury.

"Yes!" When he spoke again, the anger in Felt's eyes had been replaced by contempt and contempt. He answered firmly: "No - can - let - tell me!"

Although Ald Felt said the same thing three times in a row, it did not prevent him from conveying his emotional changes.

So the free people in the newly reclaimed land were even more disgusted with him because of the ungrateful attitude of the Unionist in the judges.

Many people were already secretly prepared, and only one opportunity was left to make the shout that was still circling around the dome.

On the contrary, Colonel Skur slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and a little appreciation appeared in his eyes.

"You are loyal, Ald Felt, I respect you."

Skur Mecklen sincerely praised Ald Felt, which shocked the latter.

However, the next moment, the colonel's tone changed and he induced the major to ask: "So did the 'department' ask you to answer this?"

"I." Major Felt was caught off guard, and he subconsciously licked his lips: "Nothing can be told."

"Maybe I didn't explain it clearly, so I'll give you another chance to answer."

Colonel Skur took back his body, leaning forward, and looked at the free man on both sides of the seats. Although nominally, he was talking to the judge, his body language showed that he was preaching to the jury.

The colonel asked loudly: "Has the United Provincial Army Command, the actual supreme command of the United Provincial Army, issued a formal order to you. Once captured, you must not confess, mention, disclose any information that may involve the military command, otherwise you will be severely punished."

Colonel Skur retracted his gaze and focused his attention on the major.

Major Felt only felt that the eyes from the colonel were like picking the knife, almost cutting him to pieces with only white bones.

"So, you can only answer..." Colonel Skur asked word by word: "Nothing can be told?"

Major Felt was already a little panicked, not because the other party knew the ban, but because the other party even repeated the wording of the ban.

He forced himself to hold back his anxiety and suspicion, trying to maintain his superficial calm: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say."

"Since you have nothing to tell me, I can only tell you." Colonel Skur put on his single-piece eyes, opened another file, and read it publicly:

“Alder Felt, Army Major, 8th Graduate of the Union Army Officer Academy.

"Before being sent to the Republic of Paratu, your original position was the Republic of the Mountains, that is, the United Provinces,

"The Army Command—the actual command organization of the United Provincial Army,

“The second part—the logistics training department,

“The second division—that is, the training division.

"The second department - the cavalry department,

"The second section chief—that is, the second officer, haha."

When he came to this point, Colonel Skur stopped, grind it into monocles through the crystals, and looked at the juniors on the judges' table: "Are you not an infantry department? Why did you go to practice cavalry?"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Although few of the free people present could understand the meaning of those difficult names, no matter when, it was absolutely right to laugh at the Unionists.

Major Felt's cheeks were red and hot. He wanted to rush up the stairs and shouted at the ears of the ignorant people around him: "Do you know how terrible the competition for infantry-related positions in the United Provinces? Do you know that being selected into the military command is already amazing?"

But in the end, he swallowed his anger and said without saying a word of explanation: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to tell!"

"You received the transfer order on April 3rd - the day after the coup on April 1st." Colonel Skur continued to read without mercy: "The person who issued your transfer order was Jansen Connellis, the initiator of the coup."

Speaking of this, Colonel Skur stopped again, pondered for a moment, and asked seriously: "Isn't Jensen the head of the Army Academy? Why did he issue your transfer order?"

The laughter was even louder, and Major Felt felt extremely noisy.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! From the "April 1 Revolution" to the public recognition of the "revolution is an illegal coup" in his speech, the actual affairs of the United Provincial Army were presided over by Colonel Cornellis.

Ald Felt wanted to ask the colonel sitting on the bench: "Since the transfer order was issued on April 3, it was not issued by Colonel Jansen Connellis, who could have issued it?"

"Nothing can be told!" Felt replied stiffly.

Colonel Skur turned down the page, glanced at it, and then placed the file on the table: "You arrived at the Kings Castle in about mid-April. Your mission should be to supervise the handover of the ordnance, provide military advice, and help the Kings Castle train recruits to rebuild the Fifth and Sixth Legions. Am I right?"

Ald Felt was silent because nothing of the colonel's words was wrong.

But at the same time, the major keenly realized that although the other party's tone was still firm, he unconsciously used words such as "about" and "should".

Major Felt quickly calmed down.

The information before coming to Paratu can be accurate to the date; the information after coming to Paratu is not so detailed?

This may mean that the source of the rebels' intelligence was not in the castles of the Kings, but in the city of Guitu, Major Felt thought.

But now, it is more important than catching the mole far away from the inland sea to survive today's "interrogation".

"I'm sorry." Major Felt cheered up and took a deep breath: "Nothing can be told."

On the bench, Skur Mecklen also immediately discovered the emotional changes of the judges. Compared to the depression and sluggishness when entering the Grand Seminar Hall, the junior brother suddenly showed some nameless fighting spirit.

The colonel realized that something he said must have attracted the other person's attention.

After a quick search, Colonel Skur understood that he might have accidentally leaked the secret.

Skur Mecklen calmly picked up the quill, dipped it in red ink, and drew a thick and red circle on the list of judges.

"It is my duty to remind you, Ald Felt." Colonel Skur put the list back into the folder and said blankly: "You can not answer questions, but it means you also voluntarily give up your right to defend yourself; you can also not recognize the authority of the special court of the Liberal People, but it also means that 'let you live' is more expensive than 'let you die'."

Listening to the colonel's unfeeling statement, Major Felt had no choice but to shudder.

Regarding the colonel's last reminder, Major Felt did not answer "no advice" anymore, but did not say anything else, and he chose to remain silent.

"Major Ald Felt, how you answer the next question raised by the court will determine your ultimate destiny." Colonel Skur Mecklen held his fingers and asked calmly: "Since your task is to deliver arms, provide consultation, and train recruits..."

"So, why?" A cold light flashed in Skur Mecklen's eyes: "The place where you were captured was - Maple Leaf Fort?"
Chapter completed!