The second presiding judge, Beno Corrington, suddenly stood up from his soft leather chair, subconsciously slapping his hands on the table, knocking over the iron tea cup next to the documents.
Of course, such a loud noise would not go unnoticed by the two guards outside the door. Considering the officer's temper, they did not dare to break in rashly. They just knocked on the door first and then asked cautiously: "Sir, sir."
,What can I do for you?"
"fine."
Bo Nuo sat back on his seat, pressed the acupuncture points on his face, took out his pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the time on it, and said calmly: "You can rest now."
"yes."
The guards in black bowed to Bo Nuo outside the door and retreated according to his order.
The carved magic lamp emitted soft light above Bo Nuo's head. Bo Nuo looked up at the light source, frowned and concentrated a little to control the light and brighten the room.
After the light was adjusted to the appropriate intensity, Bo Nuo picked up the fallen tea cup and drank the remaining cold tea in one gulp.
The document next to the tea cup was wet, and it looked quite miserable, but it wasn't a big problem.
Bo Nuo lightly scratched the wet paper with his finger, and a mist of water appeared on the paper. After a short while, the wet part had completely dried, and except for some tea stains, the document
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"Is it a dream?"
Bo Nuo looked at the confidential documents about the "Black Tide" in his hand, which convinced him that the previous images in his mind came from dreams.
"Oh."
The second presiding judge sneered, his cloudy eyes looking a little lonely.
"Am I old enough to fall asleep without even realizing it?"
It is true that he is getting old and time passes quickly.
"Oh, really, why should I organize these broken documents myself? No wonder I feel like dozing off."
The words outlined with graphite on the yellowed paper are still clear to this day, just like his memory at that time. Even if he puts it in a dusty corner without thinking about it, it is still very clear when he suddenly remembers it.
Despite the words of disgust, the second presiding judge continued to open the mountains of documents. After all, this was work.
It has now been sixteen years since the final battle of the "Black Tide".
Some of the people I was very familiar with have been lying in the ground for sixteen years. Those who participated in that war basically lost a lot of important things, and Bono was no exception.
Suramar, the one-horned dragon with beautiful red scales who had accompanied Bono for decades, also died together with the Dark Lord's general, Gang Feng, in the final battle.
The Black Tide is a rebellion launched by the Dark Lord Karl in the human world. The Dark Lord Karl intends to subvert the existing order of the world and re-create a kingdom that conforms to all his fantasies, and this country is the "Kingdom of Darkness".
When an ordinary madman wants to turn his unrealistic delusion into reality, everyone may just laugh indifferently, but if it is a madman with the power to shake the world, this will become an unprecedented crisis.
disaster.
The army of the "Black Kingdom" was unstoppable in the early stage, and half of the human kingdom defected. The two sworn enemies of the Noah Empire and the Kingdom of Stiva finally joined forces under the pressure of powerful enemies, but they were still unable to stop the iron hoof of the black demon army.
After achieving great results in the human world, the Dark Lord finally extended his claws on other races.
Elves, orcs, dwarves, goblins and dragons decided to join the war after realizing the ambition and strength of the Dark Lord, and the black wave finally spread to the entire Pomta continent.
In the ninth year when the "Black Tide" broke out, almost all races and countries joined the war. At the beginning of the establishment of the "Black Country", some forces became party members of the Dark Lord Karl, while others firmly stood on
On the side of justice. As the war progressed, some people defected from the "Black Country" to the World Alliance, and there were also people who broke away from the World Alliance and chose to fall.
But the gap between the two sides was not obvious. Both sides fought for their own beliefs, which allowed the war to last for twelve years.
The flames of war spread to every corner of the human world, with bones everywhere and people in dire straits. Later, other races were also threatened.
In the twelfth year of the Black Tide, all races decided to gather their strength to launch a general attack on the gradually weakening "Black Country".
After paying countless sacrifices, a group of warriors invaded the Dark Lord's Palace and launched a final battle with the desperate Dark Lord that would lay the foundation for history.
That day, in the majestic Black Demon Palace, strong men from various races gathered together. They came from humans, orcs, elves, and even the sea and dragon tribes. These warriors abandoned life and death to challenge the now invincible Dark Lord together.
In the end, the warriors successfully killed the Dark Lord. Sword Master Chalmers held the head of the Dark Lord Karl and announced the end of the protracted "Black Tide" in front of the world. In the long history of Pom Tower, it was as short as a comet.
The "Black Kingdom" also collapsed with the death of the Dark Lord.
The original arrogant First Inquisitor of the Heretic Tribunal, Canon Policar Timothy, also died of injuries and diseases left over less than three years after the wave ended.