Chapter 502
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Dragon clan conference hall.
There was a round table in the middle of the dimly lit hall. Chairs were arranged around the table. Behind the table was a bottomless darkness. It was as if they were in a monster's nest. At the head of the table, there was a huge armchair that looked like a black flame. Rather than calling it a chair, it was more like a bed. On both sides of the armchair were black barbs that curved upwards, like the upper and lower eyelashes of a huge eye.
On this dragon throne, which was spacious enough to fit four or five people, lay a graceful figure. This was a young woman dressed in a gorgeous scarlet robe. The scarlet robe was embroidered with black flowers. The robe was extremely long, and it dragged on the ground below the dragon throne.
This young woman looked to be in her early twenties, but also seemed to be in her early thirties. She had the pure aura of a young girl, snow-white skin, and the charm of a mature young woman. However, her half-opened eyes were filled with endless golden light, with an extremely calm and indifferent expression. It was as if nothing could disturb her, but also as if she could see through everything.
The old woman was standing next to her dragon chair. She bowed her head and looked at her feet in a humble manner.
There were people sitting on the chairs on both sides of the round table. Their bodies were hidden in the darkness. Only their silhouettes could be seen. Some of them were petite, like six or seven years old children, less than half a meter tall. Some of them were burly, with two sharp black bone spurs protruding from their backs, like some kind of armor. Some of them were lying on the table, like a pile of mud, extremely thin.
"Ladies and gentlemen." A stalwart figure was sitting on the lower right side of the throne. He crossed his fingers as his elbows rested on the table. His thumb was supporting his chin. His pale golden eyes slowly swept through the crowd: "The truth has been investigated. Saintess Aisha stole the 'Dragon Thorn' and gave it to a friend of the outer wall. Although the 'Dragon Thorn' has been recovered, but as for how to punish Saintess Aisha, we will vote as usual."
"Chi!" A little girl who was less than half a meter tall giggled: "Patriarch, saintess Aisha is your daughter. How do you think she should be dealt with?"
The figure indifferently looked at her: "I have said that Aisha is no longer my daughter from the day she became a saint. She is our Dragon clan's saint. She carries all the hope and responsibility of the rise of our clan. Everyone has the right to correct her words and actions."
The little girl giggled: "Blood is thicker than water. Although patriarch said so but I want to hear your opinion on this matter. How are you going to punish her? Fortunately, she didn't fall into the hands of the rock race or the wing race. Otherwise our Dragon clan would have suffered a big loss. Hundreds of years of hard work of our ancestors would go to waste! "
The imposing figure looked at her coldly and said indifferently, "My suggestion is to imprison her in the Draconic Penitentiary and let her reflect for three years."
"Patriarch, isn't it unrealistic to punish her like this?" Another thin youth chuckled: "If we imprison the saint then who will complete the task given by the wall leader? Who will guard our territory in the wasteland? "
The little girl giggled: "Patriarch still loves his precious daughter. Imprison her to reflect? It's not so much a punishment but it's better to say that it's a protection. The dragon worms in the Dragon prison won't dare to get close to her. Let her stay there for three years. It's a blessing!"
The imposing figure said indifferently, "This time, I called all of you here to discuss. If you have any ideas, feel free to say them. There is no need to discuss my point of view here. If you are not satisfied, feel free to say your own ideas. Finally, everyone will vote to decide, and the one with the most votes will be the one to carry out the plan.
"Patriarch is right. What do you mean by targeting the patriarch? Don't you want to punish Aisha severely?" Another figure hidden in the darkness yawned and said, "Before we talk about punishment, I think we should talk about the so-called evidence. Stealing the 'Dragon Thorn' chapter and passing it to an outsider is a great taboo in the clan. The Saintess should be clear about this. Personally, I don't believe that she would do such a stupid thing."
The little girl looked at her and giggled: "What do you mean? Are you doubting the investigation ability of the Dragon guards? Are you questioning the authenticity of the evidence? Are you saying that someone is framing our saint? Who would dare to do such a thing?"
"Whoever benefits has the guts," the figure hidden in the darkness said with a smile.
The smile on the little girl's face faded slightly. She glanced at him, then turned to look at the imposing figure and said, "Patriarch, please show some people the evidence. Otherwise, I don't know when this meeting will end."
The patriarch was silent for a moment. He looked at the old woman next to the dragon mother: "Larina, you say it."
"Yes." The old woman nodded respectfully. She looked at the beautiful woman sitting on the dragon chair. She slowly took a step forward and whispered: "Reporting to the speakers. We have investigated and found that Miss Aisha's scent was left on the 'Dragon Thorn' scroll. Moreover, the reaction of the person who got the scroll confirmed that it was Miss Aisha who gave him the scroll. "
She paused for a moment before continuing: "We have sent the Dragon guards to investigate the identity of that person. He was sent by the Monastery to the dark church in the outer wall. The Dragon guards searched his residence and found a handkerchief there." She took something out of her sleeve and handed it to the table.
It was a child's handkerchief. There were purple flowers on it.
"Haha!" The little girl couldn't help but laugh as she saw the handkerchief.
Everyone's eyes narrowed as they recognized that it was the handkerchief of the saintess when she was a child. Moreover, it wasn't a fake!
"We have investigated and found that Miss Aisha had appeared on the giant wall when Miss Hailey led the dragon generals to arrest that person. Miss Aisha's scent is still there. It's not difficult to speculate that Miss Aisha was about to meet that person but the dragon generals led by Miss Hailey were one step ahead and arrested that person." The old woman slowly said.
Everyone had different expressions. Some of them had a touch of profound light in their eyes.
"The guards stationed in the secret technique building said that they saw Miss Aisha there when the 'Dragon Thorn' scroll was stolen." The old woman whispered: "Miss Aisha is the biggest suspect according to all the evidence. We can't shirk it!"
"Have you asked the Saintess about this?" A skinny old man looked up at her.
The little girl giggled: "Even if I asked she wouldn't admit it."
The old woman whispered: "Miss Aisha said that she didn't steal the 'Dragon Thorn' scroll. She said that the reason why she appeared on the giant wall was because Miss Hailey told her that the person who stole the 'Dragon Thorn' scroll was there. That's why she rushed over. As for the handkerchief, she said that she left the inner wall nine years ago. She secretly ran to the outer wall and left the handkerchief behind. "
"I knew it." The little girl smiled and said, "No one would admit to such a big thing if they were caught."
The thin old man ignored her as he continued to look at the old woman: "Does she have any evidence to prove herself?"
The old woman shook her head: "No."
"The saintess has always lived alone. There is no evidence to prove anything. In my opinion, there is a big problem in this matter." The figure hidden in the darkness said, "The Saintess also said that it was Miss Hathaway who asked her to go there. Now that the matter has been exposed and the Saintess is punished, the person who benefits the most is Miss Hathaway. So, what reason do we have not to suspect that this matter was planned by Miss Hathaway from the beginning to the end?"
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