Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 452 - 67: Joint Trial by Three Courts

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Chapter 452: Chapter 67: Joint Trial by Three Courts

"Aske, which Laws can be condensed by the Titan Bloodline?" Sigrdrifa asked.

"Frost can condense ’Famine,’ which is one of the Super Supreme Laws," Aske replied, "Thunder can condense ’Heavenly Disaster,’ Ancient can condense ’Hidden,’ Giants can condense ’Crush’ ’Pang Bo.’"

"So my best target is ’Famine,’ right?" Sigrdrifa said excitedly.

"No," Aske pondered, "I recommend you choose ’Extinction,’ which is a Compound Law condensed from ’Frost’ and ’Ancient.’"

"Extinction? That sounds a bit odd," Sigrdrifa expressed some confusion, "’Is ’Extinction’ more powerful than ’Famine’?"

"That’s not the case," Aske explained, "In terms of strength alone, one of the four great Super Supreme Laws, ’Famine,’ undoubtedly surpasses ’Extinction.’"

"However, choosing a Law is not about selecting the strongest, but rather what suits you best. The ’Famine’ Law and the ’Plague’ Law are similar; they belong to more capricious and changeable Laws, requiring a flexible mind to utilize effectively. ’Extinction’ is simple, direct, and requires no cunning; one axe strike and the great paths are extinguished, which is more in line with your own battle style."

"Oh." Sigrdrifa bit her finger, showing a somewhat conflicted expression, "Although you recommend ’Extinction,’ ’Famine’ also sounds very strong, being one of the four great Super Supreme Laws after all. And my mind is certainly flexible enough. It would be too much of a pity to give up without trying..."

"Ultimately, the choice of which one to select is up to you," Aske said, "Oh, by the way, I’ve heard that condensing the Famine Law turns your hair green."

"I choose ’Extinction,’" Sigrdrifa solemnly declared.

A head can be cut off, blood can flow, but a Viking’s ancestral white hair cannot be lost. What kind of situation would it be to have a head of green hair, a green turtle? And the word green on the head sounds a bit eerie...

"Aske?" Nora came over to ask, "Have you two finished chatting? I need to talk to you about something."

"What is it?" Aske inquired.

Nora didn’t answer but instead grabbed his arm, smiling at Sigrdrifa as she said:

"So, I’ll borrow the Squad Leader first, then. If you have anything, find him later."

Fire Island, second floor, study.

When Aske walked into the study, he saw Medea, not knowing where she got a pair of red-framed glasses, perched on her high nose, her red hair bundled into a bun behind her head, taking on the authoritative posture of a judge, solemnly scrutinizing him from behind the desk.

Thira sat boredly on her left, propping her cheek with one hand as she flipped through notes. Nora quickly sat down on the right, fingers interlaced on the desk, smiling at him with an expression that seemed to say:

Confess and be lenient, resist and be strict.

"What’s going on here?" Aske, sensing trouble, asked.

"Prosecutor Nora, what do you have to accuse him of?" Medea signaled her to speak.

Nora immediately said, "Recently, an informant reported to me that our Squad Leader mysteriously died one evening not long ago, nearly driving Peggy insane, which then led her to accidentally condense the Death Law."

"However, the Squad Leader is still very much alive and has refused to mention what happened that night, so I suspect there must be a hidden secret. Considering that the Squad Leader has always been cunning, ordinary questioning won’t make him speak, so I asked Medea to convene this mock trial."

A mock trial! Or rather a tribunal! Aske was stunned, only to hear Medea cough, slam the desk, and say:

"Aske, are you willing to plead guilty and repent?"

"I don’t know what crime I have committed," Aske said, torn between laughter and tears.

"According to the ’Chadinini Civil Code,’ lying on purpose while being interrogated in court is considered contempt of court and is punishable by 30 days’ imprisonment or 120 lashes," Thira said, looking down at her notes.

Aske: ...........

"Of course, we’re not really trying to punish you." Seeing him silent, Nora started to feel somewhat guilty and spoke with concern, "But Aske, did you really sustain a fatal injury that night? Why didn’t any of us know about this?"

"If you really had something necessary to do, and you had to act on your own without telling us, that’s fine. But the precondition is that you can’t recklessly put yourself in danger, otherwise, if something happened to you outside and you didn’t come back, how worried would we be when we wake up the next day and don’t see you?"

Nora spoke with ardor and pathos, her expression half worried, half reproachful, just like a wife lecturing her husband who has come home drunk late at night.

"Ah, what danger could I possibly encounter outside..." Aske waved his hand dismissively and replied offhand.

"Like being pierced through the chest?" Nora glared at him.

"Like running a kilometer in the trenches with wounds while carrying someone?" Medea interrogated.

"Like dying in front of Peggy, causing her to almost scare herself silly?" Nora continued pressing.

"It was mad." Thira chimed in from the side. freewebnσvel.cøm

"Right, mad," Nora corrected, "Then she leveled the entire Verona City."

"All those were accidents," Aske was simply at a loss for words.

"Aske, the word ’accident’ doesn’t sound like something the usually mature and composed you would say," Medea also began to advise earnestly, "We could accept it if you said you intentionally died to stimulate Peggy to grasp the Law of Death. But saying it was an accident just makes us worry sick."

"Actually, here’s what happened." Seeing that these girls had already grasped most of the information and that it was pointless to conceal any longer, Aske could only come clean, "...In any case, it was due to the requirements of the War Law’s concentration ritual that I had to die in battle, so that’s why I went out to do a mission that night. As for Peggy’s tracking and the attack by the Demigod, those were truly accidents."

"But even if you had to do a mission, why couldn’t you tell me?" Nora expressed her dissatisfaction, "If I’d gone with you, at least there would have been some support, right?"

"Could you really watch me die in front of you?" Aske retorted.

Nora choked up, thinking about it, she really couldn’t handle it. If she had seen Aske die tragically in front of her... even knowing he would resurrect, she would probably have nightmares for at least ten days, if not half a month.

"Don’t change the subject," Medea scolded sternly, "After all, we’re a team! What kind of Squad Leader leaves everyone behind to take such risks alone! If something really happened to you, like taking three months to come back to life after dying, what would we do?"

"This... shouldn’t happen, right?" Even Aske was feeling a bit guilty.

"If that really happens, our whole team would be done for! Everyone would pack up their things and scatter, and Peggy would probably go on a killing spree around the world for you!" Medea implored with heartfelt concern, "When you woke up, to find out The Azure Longsword Team had disbanded three months ago, and Peggy had slaughtered countless to revive you, what would you do? How could you be fair to us?"

"Alright, alright, I admit my decision was wrong at the time," Aske had no choice but to admit his mistake. After all, it was indeed his actions that caused Peggy to go on a rampage, resulting in the leveling of Verona City, and now, it was impossible to hide the truth.

The three girls exchanged glances, reading the others’ thoughts in their eyes.

Although they were still a bit upset, seeing that nothing really happened between him and Peggy, they decided to let it go.

"Okay, the defendant has pleaded guilty," Medea smacked the table, "Thira, the recorder, pronounce the sentence."

"Uh, the punishment will be labor correction: a full day of accompanied shopping," said Thira.

"Shopping?" Aske was confused.

"A market has opened on the north side of the barracks, with lots of small traders from Milan bringing goods to sell to the soldiers. We want to go and have a look," Thira explained.

Aske: .........

So if it was just for shopping, why couldn’t we have had a nice conversation about it from the beginning?

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