Duke of Grief

Werner chewed the fluffy bread in his mouth, a taste he had never tasted in his previous twenty-three years of life, but after entering prison, he was able to eat this kind of food...Is it ironic?

In the "boiling water", he swallowed the bread, even if this bread would not cut his throat because it was not chewed long enough, but he had long been accustomed to chewing slowly. Harm to yourself, but now it has become a habit.

This is his last meal before going to court. After two sentences, he will be sentenced, and now he is only temporarily detained.

This is a process. Since the establishment of the court, everyone who goes to trial will experience a process. If there is no evidence, there will often be a long interval between the first and second judgments. This kind of thing In Wind City, even children in slums know.

"Werner..."

Hearing the call outside the door, Werner looked up, and he saw his childhood playmate, Hunt.

Hunter stood on the other side of the door, wearing a gray prison uniform, tall and tall, and looked very handsome.

He looked at Werner with complicated eyes and sighed, "Get ready, you should be ready to go to court."

"Okay." Werner nodded silently.

"...Aisha will also come and attend as a family."

Hunter, who turned around to leave, left a word. Hearing this, Werner didn't respond much, just buried his head in his knees and sighed heavily.

Sitting in the bullock cart that transported the suspect to the court, Werner and Hunt sat opposite each other. They looked at each other, but they were speechless and couldn't say a word.

Hunter's face stretched, and Werner closed his mouth tightly without saying a word.

"Hunt, do you know him?"

Another prison guard sitting in the bullock cart couldn't help asking when he saw Hunter's expression when facing Werner.

"...Werner is my childhood playmate." Hunter was silent for a moment, and finally chose to answer.

"Oh..." The other prison guard froze for a moment and said nothing, but quietly raised his vigilance.

But unlike what he guessed, until the bullock drove into the back door of the court, Hunter and Werner did not say a word, and there was no scene of Hunter fighting him to save Werner. They came to the court quietly and peacefully.

However, after Werner got off the bus, on the way to the court, Hunter suddenly said to Werner: "Werner, I believe this verdict will be a fair verdict, although as a prison guard, I must stick to me Can’t defend you, but I support you-no matter who it is, in that case you will shoot!"

Another prison guard responsible for escorting Werner looked at Hunt with a few surprises, but now he was relieved because they had reached the court and the door to the court was in front of him. Hunt would not choose Do stupid things at this time.

He did not understand why Werner killed people. He only knew that Werner was arrested because he killed people.

Werner was silent for a while: "...Thank you."

As soon as the voice fell, the two bailiffs waiting at the side door opened the door. The noisy sounds of people echoed in the empty courtroom. When the door was opened, these sounds poured into the ears of several people.

Under the bright lights, Werner and the two bailiffs entered the courtroom.

Turning back, Werner saw the slowly closed door and the still tall Hunter. His childhood playmate made a gesture to him--

'good luck! ’

Werner pursed his lips and heard a call from the auditorium: "Brother!"

Turning his head, he saw his sister Aisha standing behind the wooden railing, which separated the auditorium from the dock. The two sides of the railing were different worlds.

Werner did not reply, silently, accompanied by two vigilant bailiffs, and stood on the dock. The time was exactly 9:50 in the morning, ten minutes before the court time.

The judge had already sat on his seat and looked down at the documents in his hands. He was wearing a pair of glasses, but this could not conceal his haggard.

At present, there are only two judges in Wind City. Although the people of Wind City have not adapted to the existence of the court and there are not many cases to be dealt with, they need to read the case every time they conduct a court trial and make all preparations before the court. Undoubtedly very tiring.

The two judges change day by day and take turns on duty. Even during the break, they have to do some case summary and preview, because they are the pioneers on this path, and if they don’t do it, the latter will work harder.

Their attitude in dealing with work is to learn from their maidservants, to rest as much as possible when they want to rest, and to complete it carefully when they want to work. Only by minimizing mistakes can we build a better Wind City.

They are not mages and can’t actually build Wind City, but their work is equally important-if the knights are using their bodies to protect the tragic leader, then they are using their brains to protect the one they love. Territory, this country!

when--

The big pendulum clock behind him sounded, and the judge picked up the mallet and knocked it down!

"Trial!"

After the mallet fell, the discussion in the auditorium quickly disappeared. Aisha sat in the front row of the auditorium and looked at his brother's back with a complex expression.

As before, that back is still so wide, without a little bit of rickets, like a silent mountain, always protecting itself... this time too.

The judge read out the case and Werner's guilt-when she returned home, she saw that her sister was almost violated by an alcoholic gambler and committed a murder!

"Plain and Defendant, do you have anything to add?" After the reading was finished, the judge asked the two of them.

The plaintiff was a middle-aged woman with a numb look. After hearing the judge's question, she gave Werner a complicated look and shook her head: "No, Master Judge."

"So, what about the defendant?" The judge looked at Werner.

Werner was expressionless: "Neither am I, Lord Judge..."

"brother!!"

Aisha stood up suddenly, and even Hunt's mother sitting beside her had no time to hold her.

"Master Judge, my brother is for me--"

"quiet!"

The judge knocked on the mallet and interrupted Aisha's words with a rant.

"Please don't disturb the court order!" The judge said with a straight face. "I know that your brother is to protect you, but it is a fact that he killed people-the law is not relentless. If your brother does not try to judge him just because he protects you Crime, then this is contempt for the existence of the law! So this lady, please sit down now~www.NovelMTL.com~ Otherwise I will drive you out of this court on the grounds of'disrupting the order of the court!'"

Hunter's mother also hurriedly pulled La Aisha's sleeve, let Aisha sit down quickly.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and Aisha looked at the judge stubbornly, but then a voice came from the dock: "Aisha, sit down."

Werner looked back and smiled at his sister: "Hunt told me that if he performs well in prison, he can get a commutation, plus I am self-prone, soon, and not long after I can go home. So Aisha, sit down."

Aisha pursed her lips, and tears fell uncontrollably. She sobbed quietly and sat down as her brother said.

The judge glanced at Werner in amazement, took a deep breath, and tapped the mallet: "The trial continues!"

...

"Before I go home, listen to Hunter and Aunt Alena, don’t blame Hunter, he let me go for my own good, now, as long as I perform well and get a commutation, only one I will be able to go home in 1 year."

Even when he was silent, when facing his sister, Werner couldn't help it.

The trial was over and he asked the judge for some time to talk to his sister.

"To be honest, after this trial, I have more confidence in Wind City, and I can rest assured..."

Werner smiled and said: "I believe you feel it too. This is a fair trial. Soon, Aisha, I will be able to go back soon. Before that, be good!"

Then Warner was taken away by the bailiff, and Hunt and another prison guard had been waiting for a long time.

"Aisha, goodbye..."

"Brother..." Aisha sobbed and whispered, "Goodbye..."

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