Darkstone Code-Chapter 978 - 976: A New Life

Outside the window, the crowd roared angrily, waving their fists. Looking at their hate-filled faces, the young man’s body trembled slightly.

With a loud bang, two Federation police officers across the table slammed the table, "Answer the question, how did you harm those girls, and where are their bodies hidden?"

It’s more than one corpse; this is a big case. For the detectives from the Federation, the happenings here in Nagariel keep breaking their lower limits of understanding.

Things like redemption through money occur casually anywhere; rich people can avoid murder charges by paying some fines.

Just like this young man in front of them, nominally the ruler of Mengwu Province, one of the legislators of the United Parliament. After coming here to confess, his first demand was to atone with money.

When they heard that they killed more than one girl, the police were furious.

The young man shuddered violently, lifted his head, and with some bewilderment and helplessness spoke about what happened that night.

Filled with evil!

The police officer responsible for recording gritted his teeth. When selecting police officers from Nagariel, the Federation carefully screened them, excluding all corrupt officers.

At least from the Federation Government’s point of view, they have kept the barrier tight; most police officers can be said to be without blemishes.

This is also to prevent them from slipping towards the edge of crime far away from the Federation Mainland.

No blemishes, naturally because there is a sense of justice in their hearts; justice makes these two police officers desire to beat the scoundrel in front of them severely.

They even felt that directly sentencing him to death was too easy; if possible, dying a few more times would be best.

A bloody, dark, hell-like story gradually appeared on the paper.

Just as a police officer snapped a pen, the door opened.

The two were startled and turned to look; it was Akumal.

They knew Akumal, whether in Nagariel, the Federation, or any country in the world.

Those who follow Nagariel, follow international situations, know the wise man Akumal and his ideological theories; he is very famous.

"I heard someone confessed, so I came over; is this the criminal?"

Akumal looked at the young person sitting not far away, the same age as him, but their mental states were entirely different.

One dressed in a pure white robe of practice, even barefoot, would give people a holy feeling.

And the other, even in expensive luxurious clothes, cannot hide the "stench" from him, which is still the stink of power after decay.

The two police officers stood up. Sometimes you must admire certain people; they might not appear special, but their actions change the world.

"Yes, he is the criminal, the legislator of Mengwu Province," a police officer replied.

Akumal walked to the young man’s front, looked at the lifeless-eyed peer, and showed some grief.

"You have ruined the child of parents, some people’s sisters, you have spoiled the beauty of these families, your sins are deep."

"They let me come to see; I am not here to forgive you. I have no authority to do so. I cannot represent God nor the law. I am here just to witness you, to see the law judge your sins."

He turned to the two police officers, "May I listen in?"

The two police officers did not know what to do. At this moment, the Assistant Director walked in, "Of course, Mr. Akumal."

He gave Akumal the respect he deserved; it is normal for a person with perseverance, willpower, and noble morals to be respected.

Akumal thanked the Assistant Director and then sat on the side.

During this process, he almost couldn’t suppress his anger many times before calming down again. He regarded this as a form of practice, bringing his mind closer to a state of perfection.

In his ideological theory, some things are fermenting and being discussed.

Some people have a question: Should we lay down arms for peace?

If the way to peace leading to prosperity and strength requires laying down arms and violence, then why is the Federation actively expanding military armaments?

Why are most countries in the world strengthening military power? Are they not planning to continue their prosperity?

This also led to another question—"If we have no weapons in our hands, we are harmed, and those who harm us do not agree with our views, what should we do?"

This question is very realistic; it is not like some "high" things that can be fobbed off with superficial words. It’s inevitably a problem with an outcome.

How to answer this question becomes important, and this incident is a very good opportunity.

The reason for the anger of the people outside is multifaceted. On one hand, once they knew this incident was done by the ruling class, old hatreds surfaced together, and they became uncontrollably furious.

Another part is because of Akumal’s philosophy; they want to know when facing problems, how to solve them.

Not everyone will continuously slap others until guilt makes them kneel down to apologize; exceptions always exist.

Now is the time to reveal the answer, which is the law, the axioms, the power of the righteous path!

Indeed, we are empty-handed, but there will be those who come to protect us, to protect our rights.

The Federation will become the sword in our hands to protect our rights!

Watching the young man repent, bow his head, confess, and finally hold his head in pain out of fear, Akumal’s face bore a slight smile.

As he walked out of the police station, thousands of people had already gathered outside.

Some stood, others sat, all waiting for an answer.

They roared loudly, shouted angrily, until—Akumal walked out through the police station’s main door.

When people saw him, they lowered their heads, and some fervent believers knelt down to express their passionate devotion to Akumal.

"He confessed..."

With just one sentence, collective emotions surged, people spoke loudly in languages that were hard to understand, as if lamenting, yet seeming excited in worship. At least their Faith had not shattered!

Akumal raised his hand, and the crowd instantly quieted down, looking at him with eyes filled with supreme respect.

"I asked the Assistant Director of the police station, and he told me the identity of the criminal, he is the highest ruler of Mengwu Province, a legislator of the United Parliament..."

"However, the law will not let him escape judgment; he will stand before the law like everyone else, like us ordinary people, to receive the final judgment!"

The crowd grew agitated again. It was already difficult for the ruling class to be tried, such a thing had never occurred before the Federation people came, let alone convicting him!

Some elders knelt on the ground and wept loudly, mourning their murdered families, grateful for the arrival of this beautiful era, thanking the Federation people for bringing true justice and fairness!

Those who have not experienced everything that has happened here will never understand how precious justice, fairness, and equality are.

Like sunlight, seemingly ordinary, yet they have never basked in it.

These things, ubiquitous in the Federation, are more luxurious here than the most extravagant luxuries!

Because the Federation people arrived, they are right in people’s hands.

How can one calm down such intense emotions?

And this also proves Akumal’s words are true. When everything begins to get on track, onto the right path, everyone will be bound by norms and laws. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Even if we lack a sword, those who committed evil deeds will face judgment in the sunlight!

The people in the police station watched Akumal leave, surrounded like a Saint by the crowd, and some officers also felt a bit moved.

Akumal’s rhetoric and spirit are incredibly infectious.

He began to run around for this matter, spreading his correct ideas everywhere, telling people it was because of their "nonviolence" that everything is changing for the better.

If they initially chose violence, then fairness, justice, and equality would not fall upon them like sunlight, the only thing they’d welcome would be high-pressure rule!

In the meantime, Gadon also received a call from Lynch.

After the lengthy call ended, the humility on his face turned into a manic smile.

He paced back and forth, walked to the display cabinet, looked at the photographs placed on it, looked at his father’s expressionless face, his smile began to twist.

"See, choosing me is the most correct decision; only I can inherit your will, only me!"

He walked back and forth, "You have always looked down on me, thought I was just a bastard, but look, the bastard in your eyes will become the supreme ruler here."

"Even if I’m just a puppet, I’m the most expensive one!"

"Wealth, status, reputation, power!"

"Your son doesn’t even emit an odor, while I am set to reach the pinnacle!"

"My dear father, Mr. Simon!"

His face flushed, with a bit of white foam at the corners of his mouth, it’s not something easily reconciled with, having personally killed one’s own father.

Many times, he would repeatedly interrogate his inner self, whether his choices, his actions were right, whether he should have done those things.

Until this moment, he understood, he was not wrong; it was his father, that damned brother, who were wrong!

And he, is the true heir to everything of Mr. Simon, only him!

Looking at the photo with his sunny smile, looking at the admiration and cautiousness hidden in his eyes, looking at Simon’s face showing impatience, and his mother’s bowed head in fear.

He slightly lifted the corners of his mouth, and put the photo along with its frame back in place.

This time, he might not be able to come here for a long time to see them, because he is about to embark on a new life, a new peak!