The Modern Age of the Mysterious - Vol 2 Chapter 651

After the judge took his seat, everyone also took his seat.

Similar to the Court of Mystics, in-court trials are a regular procedure of the Daedalus Foundation, so everything is familiar to them. However, unlike the harsh trial of mystics, the death penalty has been dormant for nearly two hundred years in the foundation with scholars as its main members.

Many observers who did not know the inside story believed that, according to the seriousness of Alicia’s crime and the degree of Schrodinger’s hatred for her, this audience may witness the history of the death penalty restart…

However, Solomon knew it well. Paul Langevin was absolutely loyal to Schrödinger, and his revelations were definitely not out of personal standpoint, and must have been acquiescently approved by the president.

From this point of view, Schrodinger was actually waiting for Arthur to negotiate. Solomon thought.

Coincidentally, as if he could hear Detective Ou Lu’s inner voice, Schrodinger, who was sitting high on the presiding bench, glanced at him.

After Solomon nodded slightly, the Austrian scholar turned his gaze away.

After reading the foundation’s declaration to open the trial as usual, expressing the grand purpose of following the foundation’s traditional spirit and respecting the laws of the current Austrian government, Schrodinger asked the guards to bring the person to be judged up.

Solomon was almost on his feet when the door opened.

In a huge cavern, scavengers in gray robes pushed a huge gelatinous object with their hands. Waves of waves seemed to wake up the sleeping thing. It trembled for a while, and then squirmed toward the upward passage. and go.

A long tentacle protruded from the gigantic gel, terminating in a glistening eyeball. The eyeball extended upwards through the deep passage, and finally saw the light…

Solomon opened his mouth slightly, and no one noticed the eyeball protruding from the depths of his throat. No matter how rigorous the search is, the secrets in the belly of gourmets cannot be discovered. He opened his mouth slightly, letting his little eyeballs follow his gaze to stare at the female chess player who was brought to the trial court.

In Moonlight 1902, far outside the castle, when he saw Alicia’s appearance through Solomon’s “broadcast”, he couldn’t help covering his mouth. She was thin enough before, and now she is even thinner. The red of the short hair is no longer so bright, it seems to be covered with a layer of gray, and the cheeks are sunken. Those green eyes seemed to become sharper and brighter.

Clearly, they were afraid of this woman—Alicia had heavy shackles on her hands and feet. She walks very slowly.

The sound of dragging and shaking the chains while walking made the whole space fall into silence.

Finally arrived at her place, Alicia stood at a low place and looked at Schroedinger, and Schroedinger looked at the documents on the table. The trial begins.

“Judged, what is your name and identity?”

The female chess player did not respond.

It was expected that she would not cooperate, and after the inquiry was fruitless, the elder sitting on Schrodinger’s left did not continue to try to inquire, but directly introduced Alicia and described the crimes she had committed in detail.

Alicia Pompey. Daughter of Rabilins Pompey, grandson of Edgar Pompey. Professional chess player. Former Assistant Scholar at the Daedalus Foundation. She has since been called the greatest betrayer in Foundation history. patricide.

Her crimes include inciting others to split the foundation, stealing important property of the foundation, destroying facilities, murdering important members of the society, murdering the president…

When the gray-haired old man was talking about her crime process, the expression of Schrödinger sitting in the middle obviously changed——

He was still furious when he heard what Alicia had done.

The severed arm of Rabilins, the blood-stained black robe of Azores, the photos of the destroyed Franken mansion… The insiders of the Foundation who defected to Europe not only acted as witnesses, but also brought physical evidence.

Those things that proved how successful the “Wing Slaying Lion” plan was at the moment also undoubtedly showed Alicia’s “crime”.

After nearly two hours of unilateral accusation, Schrödinger adjusted his glasses—his mood stabilized at the moment, and he looked directly at the judge: “Alicia Pompey, do you plead guilty?”

She raised her eyes: “I saved the Foundation and the world. Is this a crime?”

This is the first sentence she said so far. The voice is muffled but clear.

People were in an uproar: a person who killed his own father didn’t think he was guilty!

How ridiculous!

With a pale smile on his face, Schrödinger tapped the gavel and asked the venue to be quiet. He didn’t want to hold a trial that looked like persecution, he wanted her to speak so that the world could see her “goodness”. So he created a quiet for her.

“Schrödinger, you are sitting in such a high position to judge me now, I want to ask you, why didn’t you go to Ocean City with Rablins?”

The face of the judge sitting next to Schrodinger turned red visibly, and he was about to yell at him, but Schrodinger raised his hand to stop him. The Austrian scholar took off his glasses and gently wiped the lenses with velvet: “I have my own research project in Europe, and it’s inconvenient to go to Ocean City to continue—he himself knows about these chairmen.”

Alicia sneered: “You, Marie Curley, and Paul Langevin, the three of you refused to be transferred to Ocean City because you knew that Rabilins’ mental state was out of order.”

The whole venue fell into a commotion again. Outside the venue, Langevin, who was listening to everything, opened his eyes, and he sighed softly.

“Yes, Rabilins has already gone mad. He has gone mad due to extreme narcissism and delusions in his pursuit of personal sublimation. He wants to digest the golden stone and become an immortal god!

“The three of you all know his ideals and plans, so you don’t want to go to Ocean City! Only the three wings with the same problematic mind are willing to accompany him to the bottom of the ocean to go crazy!”

The words of the female chess player were like bolts of lightning flashing across the noisy trial ground.

“All I did was stop a madman from destroying everything! What about you?!—

“The Foundation is a runaway train, and you guys are rumbling along the cliffs like nothing happened!

“You’re just a bunch of cowards avoiding the truth…”

The Lord Judge closed his eyes. Something is coming.

Solomon felt an invisible wave spreading from the judgment seat, as if the space was shrinking layer by layer.

Then, he felt the small voice being pushed into the distance like a bug, and cracks appeared on the huge frosted glass, as if a golden maze was extending…

The audience fell silent, and the weak Alicia became hoarse and could no longer speak.

The power of fluctuations. Schrodinger is not a top scholar who is good at actual combat, but he is still able to do the basic application of his own knowledge field.

Taking a deep breath, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Schroedinger became the only voice in the trial venue: “It can be seen from this that you are not aware of your crime at all.

“Alicia, I’m different from you. I never question the president’s decision. I also don’t judge the world based on my own understanding.”

“The typical characteristic of a madman is that he always thinks that other people are crazy and he is the sober one.”

“Adjourn the court for twenty minutes, and then pronounce the sentence.” Schrodinger knocked down the gavel, got up and left.

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