Mofan remembered the amnesia bug. Zhang Xiaohou had suffered greatly from it.
"The Black Vatican has the amnesia bug. They will use it on important personnel, so the Black Vatican members who infiltrated the Enforcement Union usually don't know they are spies. Their identities and memories related to the Black Vatican are controlled by the amnesia bug. Only at a certain time or with a special sound will the amnesia bug be triggered and the person will realize they are a member of the Black Vatican," Tang Zhong said.
Mofan sat there and listened.
Tang Zhong saw that he did not speak. He continued, "Xinxia has the amnesia bug in her body, so the Parthenon's people concluded that she does not know her identity. Only at a certain time will her memories related to the Black Vatican awaken, which is equivalent to another soul in her body waking up. After everything is arranged, the amnesia bug will bury the memory again, making Xinxia look no different from an ordinary person. This is the main reason why we have never been able to defeat the Black Vatican. We have tried our best to find out the true identity of the Black Vatican's higher-ups, but the higher-ups of the Black Vatican do not even know they are members of the Black Vatican. How are we going to find out? "
Salan was just a code name.
The Bloodstone was the irrefutable evidence.
Her legs could not be healed because another soul was hidden in her body.
Xinxia's pure soul was not fake, because she did not know she was Salan and had the amnesia bug.
Tang Zhong, Leng Qing, and Tang Yue did not believe it when they first heard the news. Their first reaction was the election of the Saintess. They also thought it was a ridiculous slander, but when everything was revealed, they had no choice but to believe it.
The weak, kind, and pure-hearted Xinxia was innocent. The memories of Salan that were buried in the amnesia bug, the soul and personality that had awakened at a certain time, were the real source of all evil.
They had already told Mofan everything they knew. They knew it was difficult to accept, but it was the truth.
Xinxia was Salan, but she was not Lang. However, Xinxia and Xinxia's souls were in the same body. The Holy Judgment Court and the Parthenon would eventually pin the blame on Xinxia.
The room fell silent. They could hear Mofan's heavy breathing. It was too unbelievable for Mofan, yet the evidence was right in front of him. He had no choice but to accept it.
"What are you planning to do?" Ling Ling asked.
It was something that had never happened before. It was a great blow to Mofan.
How was he going to believe that the culprit behind the Calamity of Bo City, the culprit behind the Calamity of the Ancient Capital, was the person he had spent all his time with?
"I'm going to see her," Mofan replied.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to see her. She's being locked up in the Saintess' Hall. She's not allowed to contact anyone. Once the Stone of Guilt is decided, the Holy Judgment Court will present all the evidence. If the Black Stone is higher than the White Stone, she will be officially identified as Salan," Tang Zhong said.
"I don't care about the evidence, the Stone of Guilt. I want to see her," Mofan said firmly.
"The Parthenon Temple's armed forces are shocking. It's not something a single person can stand a chance against," Tang Zhong sighed.
"When will the Holy Judgment be held?"
"Today, or tomorrow. I believe the evidence will convince many people with the Stone of Guilt, but the final result …"
Mofan did not say anything further. He rose to his feet and left the Clearsky Hunter Agency.
Tangyue caught up with him as soon as he took a few steps. She looked at Mofan and felt a little sad. Perhaps the news was scarier for Mofan than having thousands of demon creatures. Wasn't it more painful than waking up one day and realizing he was a member of the Black Vatican?
"If you're really going, bring this with you," Tangyue said. She handed an orb to Mofan.
Mofan glanced at the orb. His heart skipped a beat.
He received the orb and said, "If it turns out to be an irreparable mistake, I'll take full responsibility."
"Your decision is our decision too," Tangyue said.
Mofan nodded. He did not say anything further.
…
…
Mofan's phone was flooded with thousands of messages.
Mofan was not in the mood to reply to them. He knew the people who kept leaving him messages were concerned about him, but he only had one person in his heart.
…
Mofan returned to Greece and went to the Acropolis of Athens. He headed straight for the Parthenon Temple.
Due to the delay in the season, the blooming of the flowers was only a few days away. The colorful blooming of the Parthenon Temple was like a painting. It was so beautiful that it did not belong to the mortal world.
The blossoms drifted into the Acropolis of Athens and onto the buildings and streets. The whole city was filled with the fragrance of the flowers.
Mofan lifted his gaze. He looked past the petals and blue leaves and stared at the sacred Hall of the Goddess on the Parthenon Temple. He recalled Xinxia mentioning that she would leave as soon as the election was over …
"Mofan!" a voice came from beside him.
Mofan glanced over and saw Pang Lai, Han Ji, and Zhu Meng. It seemed like they had been waiting for him for a long time.
Zhu Meng still had a beard. He walked over with a stern expression and looked at Mofan with a firm gaze, "Have you made up your mind?"
"I don't need to think about it," Mofan said.
"We can't lend you a hand," Han Ji said.
If Mo Fan was really in great danger, the three of them would surely lend him a hand, including Tang Zhong. With their combined strength, they could easily resolve any problem he was in.
However, there was nothing they could do in this case. The Holy Judgment Court would not allow any Magician from any country to challenge its authority. If they, who represented China's Royal Palace, Magic Association, and China's Councilmen, interfered with the Holy Judgment Court, it would surely bring about a greater disaster.
"We'll follow you. The only thing we can do is to save you from the Parthenon Temple and the Holy Judgment Court when you're in danger," Zhu Meng said in a deep voice.
It was obvious that Tang Zhong had already informed them beforehand. In other words, they already knew that Mofan would come to Parthenon after learning about the incident.
They could not help Mofan go against the Parthenon Temple and the Holy Judgment Court. All they could do was try their best to save Mofan's life.
The Parthenon Temple and the Holy Judgment Court had the right to execute traitors on the spot. Mofan would soon challenge their authority.
"Did Xi Yu cast the White Stone?" Zhu Meng asked.
"We don't know yet," Pang Lai said in a deep voice.
"He's ignoring the Councilman's hint, isn't he?" Zhu Meng chuckled coldly.
Mo Fan knew they had purposely waited for him here for his sake. He was grateful for them.
He knew how serious the situation was, yet they were willing to step forward to protect him. It was already a great gesture.
"I'll be going up the mountain then," Mofan thanked them.
"Wait a little longer, let's see what the old Clergyman has to say," Pang Lai said.
"The old Clergyman?"
"The old man from the Hunter Agency," Pang Lai said.
Mo Fan opened his mouth wide, his face filled with astonishment.
Old Man Bao was the old Clergyman of the Holy Judgment Court. A Clergyman was the highest-ranking member of the Holy Judgment Court, and was responsible for supervising the thirteen Magistrates.
The Magistrates of the Holy Judgment Court were the ones who held the Stone of Guilt. The thirteen Clergymen, including the Great Magistrate, were responsible for judging people with great authority and outstanding cultivation. Even though the Clergymen were not involved in the judgment, they were responsible for supervising the thirteen Magistrates. They were allowed to execute anyone who showed favoritism.
The Magistrates of the Holy Judgment Court already had a high status, let alone the Clergymen. Mofan knew Old Man Bao was an important person before he retired, but he did not expect him to be this important!
…
Inside the Hall of Judgment of the Parthenon Temple …
A round table and thirteen chairs. There was nothing else in the enclosed meeting room that was guarded by soldiers.
Thirteen Magistrates from different countries were seated on the chairs. In front of them were stacks of statements and evidence.
Yesterday, they had held a trial in the Saintess' Hall. They had heard Ye Xinxia's statement, but most of them had heard the furious accusations from the Great Muse Méjorat. Even the Hall Mother, who had been supporting Xinxia, did not speak up for Xinxia during the trial. After all, she had witnessed xinxia killing the Saintess Panijia, and how xinxia's blood was able to merge with Salan's Blood Stone.
The trial had come to an end. It was now a closed-door meeting. The thirteen Magistrates were going to make the final judgment. Once the results of the Stone of Guilt were out, if there was more white than black Stone, it meant that the Holy Judgment Court believed there was something wrong with Xinxia's accusation. They could not prove that Xinxia was Salan, and Xinxia would be punished by the Enforcement Union of China.
If there was more black Stone than white Stone, the case would be determined as Salan, and Xinxia would be punished by the Holy Judgment Court.
"It's obvious that she's innocent. How could Salan be a girl in her twenties? Besides, from the information we have, she's an outstanding student. That's all. As for Salan's Blood Stone, I believe there might be a possibility in this world that could allow another person's blood to merge with this special identity stone, "said the old Mage from St. Paul's Cathedral, Raynor.
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