The Holy Court was silent.
The priests, jurors, and investigators were all staring at Mofan.
Especially the Japanese jurors. How could they not want to know the truth about the Shuangshou Pavilion? The Shuangshou Pavilion was an important historical symbol of Japan.
Mofan's explanation was very persuasive because they were the only ones who understood the Shuangshou Pavilion and the spirit of the Shuangshou Pavilion. They even began to believe Mofan!
The Japanese jurors also had a lot of information about the destruction of the Shuangshou Pavilion. There were too many details that the Holy City had deliberately ignored, and there were also too many things that the Holy City had not explained.
However, from Mofan's account, many things were very consistent with the remaining clues they had investigated. It also explained the phenomena that they could not understand!
The opinions of the Japanese jurors were very important because they would be the ones to decide the nature of the Shuangshou Pavilion. If they firmly believed that the Shuangshou Pavilion should not have been destroyed like that, or even believed that the Patrolling Angel Sariel had done something that angered both man and god, it meant that there was a chance for Mofan to turn around the most difficult crime to wash away!
The chief priest, Remil, also looked a little uneasy at this time.
The decision of the Japanese jurors was also not something that the Holy City could easily influence. However, if they chose to stand on Mofan's side in the end because of Mofan's words, then the entire Holy City would not have the most reasonable reason to send Mofan to hell.
"Regardless of what the Japanese government thinks of Mo Fan's words, as the Chief Cleric, I have to make one thing clear. If you agree that Mo Fan is telling the truth, it means you think the Patrolling Angel Sariel is guilty of murdering innocent people. The Patrolling Angel Sariel represents the Sacred City, and his decisions represent the Sacred City. The moment he became the Patrolling Angel, he was destined to be the ruler of the world. The Twin Guardian Towers have nothing to do with him. He doesn't need to harm anyone, either. He's only fulfilling his duty. His duty is to eliminate the threat of demon creatures. Everything he's done is for the sake of Japan …" Cleric Ramier said.
"Your Excellency, we have already made a decision," the Japanese jurors said.
"Good. I hope that every representative will make a decision carefully. Your judgment will determine a person's fate and whether the Holy City can continue to be a wise and just ruler in the future. Representatives, please cast the Stone! "
The final judgment.
Eleven Stone.
Black and white.
Black represented guilt.
White represented innocence.
After a long trial and a long struggle, the people of the Sacred City kept changing their opinions of Mo Fan. They tried their best to make Mo Fan's actions, the evil power that he possessed, and the fact that he had killed the Patrolling Angel in the end, to develop in the direction they wanted.
Their journey to the Holy City had not been smooth.
It was probably because they had made some wrong decisions that their credibility in the world had been damaged. It took so much effort to convict a person who killed the Patrolling Angel.
In the past, as long as they resisted, they would be executed on the spot, let alone Mofan's vile actions!
"Black, or white!"
The chief priest, Remil, glanced at the representatives who had Stone.
His heart was also in turmoil.
Just as Remil had said before, this was not only about Mofan's fate, but also about the Holy City.
"The first Stone, white," the old priest slowly read out.
Remil frowned slightly. He did not understand why the old man did not read out the black stone first.
"The second Stone, white," the old priest read out again.
Remil's expression became strange. He now wanted to know who had cast the white Stone!
Unfortunately, the casting of the Stone was not public.
In other words, you could know who had the right to cast the Stone, but you would not know who had cast the black and white stone in the end. Even the chief priest, Remil, did not know.
"The third Stone, white," the old priest continued reading and slowly took out a pure white Stone.
He slowly walked around the Holy City, showing it to all the jurors and representatives. He also put it in front of the camera so that people around the world who were following the case through the Internet could see it.
All three Stone were white!
There were already three representatives who felt that Mofan was innocent. The Holy City's accusation was groundless!
When Remil heard the result, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at a man standing in an empty corner. The man's hair was white, but he looked very young. However, his eyes revealed an elusive mystery.
It was Michael.
Michael seemed to have nothing to do with the whole thing, but he was constantly paying attention to it.
Today was the final trial. Whether the Stone was black or white would have a far-reaching impact. As the First Angel, Michael had to attend.
However, Michael would not say anything or express any opinions. He would only watch from the side.
Michael noticed Remil's gaze, but Michael did not say anything.
Remil could only look away and continue to let the old priest read out the Stone's verdict.
"The fourth Stone, white, not guilty."
The old priest read out the meaning of the Stone again!
For a moment, there was some commotion. Probably no one would have thought that the first four Stones were all innocent.
In the past, for some verdicts, the opinions were often unanimous. This was because everyone knew that the trial was often just a formality. Most of the time, it was just a process. As for the outcome, it had already been decided.
It was either uniformly black or uniformly white. It was rare for both sides to be evenly matched.
Being evenly matched meant that there were differences in the world. The problem was that in a magical world ruled by the Holy City, a world that needed to rely on magic to survive, how could there be differences? If there were no differences within the Holy City, there would be no differences!
"The fifth Stone, black, guilty."
The old priest took out a black Stone of Guilt. He still showed it to everyone, including the cameras that could be transmitted to the Internet and the media.
When Remil saw the black stone, his tense face finally relaxed a little.
The four consecutive white stones gave Remil a fright.
There should not be a big difference between black and white Stone. However, the probability of the first four stones being white was actually very low!
He did not know which priest was so stupid to not mix up the Stone!
"The rest should be black." Remil smiled slightly.
"The sixth Stone, white, not guilty." The old priest drew a white Stone again!
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