Volume One, The Wizard's World Chapter Twenty-Six, The Trial
Faced with the city's extraordinary authority, Ian said those words calmly.
This was undoubtedly a frontal provocation, and the consequences would have been quite serious if it had been for another person. But the person who said this was a member of Norton Hill, Ian Hyde, the earl's son with a bright future, and the authority of the third branch of the Judicial Inquisition was not worth it in front of him.
Therefore, even though the two juniors behind him showed angry expressions, leaned forward and made moves, Kress still stopped them without changing his expression.
"Master Hyde doesn't want to make friends..." Rex was unmoved and asked, "Can I ask why? This poor guy doesn't seem to have offended you, right?"
If it was a personal feud, he planned to take care of it. Although the Inquisition was selected and established by the wizards of the Alliance, its first principle was to be loyal to Pendragon and maintain national order. Appleton's stability was his responsibility.
However, Ian shook his head and smiled, and said calmly without a trace of ridicule: "Hmm, I just met him once. It was actually the teacher's intention to arrest him, and he did not mean to make things difficult for him or the adults... The adults are loyal to him.
Responsibilities.”
"That's it..." Kress was relieved after hearing this, but then he frowned again and felt troubled.
Although the number of monasteries seizing young people as apprentices has decreased a lot in recent years, it is not completely absent. Even though countless nobles actively send non-heirs to the monastery, there are not many of these people who have qualifications worthy of training.
Those mentors often still look for other suitable wizard apprentices as their successors, and this is undoubtedly the case with Elfo.
The mentors of the monastery are basically powerful wizards from the most talented to the highest level, and Norton Mountain, as one of the largest monastic orders in the seven southern provinces, is even stronger. The will of these people is far beyond what Appleton's Inquisition can violate.
of.
"Does Alfo know? He is willing to..." Rex originally wanted to ask him if he was willing to go with Ian, but he suddenly stopped mid-question. With Ian's behavior, what can he do if he is not willing? Although he
I have no experience living in a monastery, but I know the answer just by looking at the indifferent expressions of Ian and Jasmine.
"Then can this news be revealed to his parents?" Rex asked tentatively, "This is a good thing and can relieve their unnecessary worries."
Good thing?
Ian thought of more than two digits of fellow apprentices who had disappeared in the past three years, and he sneered in his heart. He looked at the other person and said with rare sincerity: "My suggestion is to hide the truth, but if you feel that his parents have the right to know,
,I also respect your decision."
It usually takes about five years for a wizard apprentice to awaken. This period of time can be neither long nor short. Rather than letting their families cherish an uncertain hope, it is better to experience despair from the beginning.
After all, the death rate among apprentices is extremely high, and Ian sincerely hopes that Alfo's parents will give up now to avoid suffering more pain later.
"I understand!" Rex was silent for a while and finally replied.
After breaking away from his identity as a Law Singer and returning to the Wizard, he quickly understood the reason for Ian's actions, and he also changed his mind.
"By the way, a wizard will be tried in the court tomorrow. The court invites wizards in the city to attend the trial. If you have time, you are welcome to come and visit." Roger was not surprised at all after Rex said this.
I had heard about it before, and only Ian and Jasmine looked at each other.
"Judge wizards?" Ian looked at Roger in confusion, shocked. Can wizards in this world still accept secular trials?
According to the cognition of memory, wizards have absolute authority and are transcendent from the world. How can they be judged by mortals? Is it a court composed of extraordinary beings? This makes sense.
It's just that although he received the memory of this body, he didn't have any memory of it.
This can only mean that the previous owner had not been exposed to these things during his lifetime, otherwise he would not have had any impression at all.
"Yes." Roger nodded, "It was held at the Noble Court of Carlos Parish. Judging from Rex's tone, the crime committed by this wizard is not serious. He will only be imprisoned for ten years at most."
"Ten years in prison?" Jasmine exclaimed, "What felony did he commit? Was it murder or an evil ritual that deserves such a punishment!"
Ian was also shocked. Ten years in prison was a very severe punishment, and it was far less relaxed than Roger said. He really didn't know what serious crime the wizard had committed to deserve such a punishment.
If he is just an awakened person, ten years of imprisonment is enough to ruin his career as a wizard. A full ten years of imprisonment will destroy all his research and practice, which is undoubtedly mean and cruel to an ambitious wizard.
Facing the surprised two people, Roger didn't explain much. He just said that he would go see it tomorrow and find out. Ian had no choice but to change his itinerary for tomorrow.
This world is far more mysterious than imagined, no, not mysterious, but orderly.
Or, rather than saying that there is order, it is better to talk about the power of secular power. In such a world where great power belongs to itself, it is obviously very inconsistent with common sense.
This made him even more interested in tomorrow's trial.
After the two had dinner, they chatted with Roger for a while before leaving.
Halfway through, Ian remembered that there was a little kid who was still hungry, so he ordered some hot soup and dry bread to deliver to Alfo. During this time, Alfo naturally asked Ian when he could let him go.
Ian just smiled and didn't answer, which made him depressed.
However, it had only been two or three days, and it was still early, so he was still somewhat patient. He only said that the time agreed between the kidnappers and his parents had not yet come, and at the same time, he was thinking about when Roger, the lost "shepherd", would be able to change his ways.
, could it be that the turning point has not yet arrived?
Ian had no way of knowing the poor young man's random thoughts. He lay in Roger's bedroom all night, and after lunch the next day, he went to Carlos Parish with Roger and Jasmine.
This time they put on the uniforms of the monastery openly. After all, there was no need to cover up this time. They were there to hear the trial, not to investigate the case.
"Pastor, why is the Noble Court located in Carlos Parish? Shouldn't it be in our Dominican parish?" Ian asked.
Logically speaking, the center of a city should be located in its center, not elsewhere. The center here refers to the economic and political center. In Appleton, the Dominican Church with the support of the monastery should be the center.
The political center is the right one.
But in fact this is not the case. Most city governments are located between Carlos Parish and Dominican Parish, but generally more are located in Carlos Parish. In addition, in recent years, businessmen have sponsored the city hall to build new office buildings in Carlos.
, the political center of the city has gradually shifted to Carlos.
The consequence of this change is that urbanization gradually spreads to the northeast where Carlos Parish is located, which gradually becomes the most prosperous place in Appleton.
"It's the businessmen!" A hint of sadness appeared on Roger's brow, "They paid to move the city hall there. As an important institution of the city hall, the Court of Nobles naturally moved there from the beginning. Damn it...
"
Many residents who worked there also moved there. This group of poor, profit-seeking people had no choice but to go down the river, no matter how they could resist the oppression of survival.
Ian snorted and said nothing more. On the contrary, Jasmine frowned slightly and was very unhappy - how could an untouchable live with a noble bloodline?
The three of them chatted and soon arrived in front of a magnificent building. A row of tall marble carvings were solemn and solemn. The open doorway revealed the wide space inside.
The judge's bench is high up, with a circle of jury seats below, the defendant's seat below, and the hearing bench directly below.
This is the noble court of Appleton.
"The prosecution and defense table is missing!" Ian touched his chin, not used to this configuration for a while.
He noticed that a bulge on the tabletop in the dock, as well as the seats, exuded a faint magical element and were obviously magic items.
"Tsk, the configuration is quite high, he is worth it!" He sneered, and then followed Roger and sat down in the hearing room.
After waiting for a while, many people arrived one after another, basically all well-known figures in the city, including Kandra and Yevan naturally.
When the two enemies met, they were not jealous at all. The former gave Ian a very gentle smile, polite and thoughtful. If he hadn't had a confrontation with the other party before, he would definitely have a good impression of Condra, but now he was just wary;
The latter was much more straightforward, with a toothy sneer that made his attitude clear, and was ignored by Ian.
In my heart, I was thinking that if I had the chance, I would definitely kill him and make a sure profit without losing any money. For now, just ignore it.
By the time the audience had basically finished entering, it was almost time. At this time, two chanters were seen escorting a man in prison clothes wearing a gray hood to the dock. The prisoner's hands and feet were wearing thick shackles with circles on them.
The forbidden magic wave spreads out in all directions. Judging from the wave, it is a complete set of fourth-level magic items.
One of the chanters who was escorting the defendant happened to be Rex. When his eyes glanced at Ian, there was no fluctuation and no expression at all, as if he hadn't seen him yesterday.
"Stand still!"
Another chanter locked the defendant's shackles on the bulges of the seat and then took off his hood.
It's just that all the spectators are behind him. If he doesn't turn around, no one can see his face. They can only judge the man's approximate age from his body shape.
Soon the judge entered the court, followed by the jurors.
Ian originally thought that the jurors were all composed of nobles, but he actually saw a wizard from the monastery and a person from the judicial inquisition sitting in the jury box. The wizard was also the mentor of the monastery. He couldn't help but
Confused.
"The Court of Nobles judges nobles and wizards. Is there anything strange about monastery wizards and referees serving as jurors?" Roger seemed to understand Ian's doubts and explained calmly, "Don't understand it as a court composed of nobles.
, this is narrow-minded thinking.”
"Besides them, who else is qualified to judge these two types of people?"
"What about the judge?" Ian looked around and found that everyone else had their own aura. Many of them even exuded a touch of magical energy. He understood the identities of these people in an instant. On the contrary, the judge was indeed
of ordinary people.
Judging from his calm expression, he was probably the only professional lawyer present.
"He is indeed a judge, and he is also the Viscount of Camelot, protected by the tribunal."
Ian snorted and wanted to ask something else. Suddenly he heard three knocks, and the old judge's aged voice suppressed all whispers.