Chapter 157

Chapter 157: The Unsolvable Conspiracy, The Grand Drama comes to an End

This guy is insane!

As Lynn’s words echoed in the Political Discussion Hall, everyone couldn’t help but think the same thing in their hearts.

At this point, they certainly didn’t think Lynn was just trying to grab attention.

But that only added to their confusion.

If he wasn’t out of his mind, why would he make such accusations?

He didn’t even point fingers at someone specific, but rather accused the whole Church of Heavenly Justice!

No doubt, this guy wanted to single-handedly accuse the entire church!

Had he lost it entirely, or perhaps he really had lost it—daring to speak of brutally murdering the heir of the Mosgra Family in public.

At that moment, Marquis Mosgra glared at Lynn with bloodshot eyes: “Don’t listen to his nonsense! Grab this thug who dared to attack right here!”

“Does His Majesty intend to ignore the laws of the Empire?!”

In that moment, the old man, having lost two heirs in a row, seemed a bit deranged.

Sixth Saint Roland frowned imperceptibly.

Though he had a generally poor impression of this arrogant family, he still needed to rely on that imperial Valkyrie who was undefeated on the battlefield against demons. It was best not to do anything hasty.

Moreover, due to the system of electoral princes and the fragmentation of local nobility, Sixth Saint Roland had very little control over the military.

So right now, he couldn’t afford to let go of the Mosgra Family, even if they were a heap of useless mud.

With this in mind, the balance of power shifted.

He slowly turned his gaze to the Silver Wing Knights, deciding to take action against Ivyst for a moment himself, then leave the task of dealing with the madman before him to them.

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense.

But the next second, the young man suddenly dashed to the previously mentioned spherical sealed item with lightning speed, pressing his palm against it before anyone could react.

Colorful memory particles floated up once more.

What was he up to?

Everyone was filled with doubt.

Only those behind Ivyst, including the people from Augusta Manor, such as Greya, Morris, and even Rhine, showed signs of excitement in their eyes.

They knew very well that Lynn didn’t have to risk doing this.

But he did anyway.

What was his reason?

To seek justice for the innocent bodyguards from the manor who died in that disaster, and for the soldiers under Duke Tilius.

They shouldn’t have died in such a cursed place.

If they were to die, it should have been in glorious combat on the battlefield, not by a betrayal from their own side.

As the colorful mist spread, a brand new scene emerged before everyone.

On the high platform, Cardinal Connor slightly furrowed his brow.

The next second, he looked calmly at Cyrilina: “Your Highness, for the sake of fairness in this judgment, please assist us.”

It was well-known that the Grand Princess had a very powerful Level 0 sealed item.

Upon hearing this, Cyrilina gently nodded and then lifted her delicate wrist, exposing a rusty brass bell tied around it.

“Ding-dong—”

As her slender fingers gently played it, an invisible sound wave transformed into a law descending here.

“Falsehoods” are prohibited in this place!

In an instant, several ladies present suddenly gasped, instinctively covering their faces.

Clearly, the beauty-conscious ones had used certain extraordinary items to conceal appearance flaws, but now they found themselves restricted.

Cyrilina cast an apologetic glance at them, then turned her gaze intently on the boy’s displayed scene.

Prohibiting falsehoods also meant that the memories he was showing were completely real.

Lost in his mental world, Lynn had no idea what was happening outside.

Even if he did, he probably wouldn’t care at all.

Never mind that with Witch Miss’s powers, if she truly wanted to fabricate his memories, no one in the world would notice.

Most importantly, the memories he was revealing were genuinely events that had occurred.

In the scene, a grand mountain range stretched to the edges of the earth.

At that moment, however, it was sealed off by colorful barriers constructed from the church’s sealed items, preventing any pollution or power from leaking out.

When everyone present witnessed the overwhelming black sludge surging forth, it felt as if their hearts had stopped.

Even though it was just a memory, it inevitably carried a lingering power that was god-level, making one shiver.

It was hard to imagine what kind of horrifying psychological pressure those who faced the demon would have experienced.

Perhaps many of those in the Political Discussion Hall would be scared out of their wits if they found themselves in that moment for even a few seconds.

At that moment, everyone felt a weight on their hearts.

Meanwhile, they were quite puzzled.

What was Lynn doing this for?

What did this have to do with his accusations against the Church of Heavenly Justice?

The next second, the scene that appeared provided the answer.

As the ocean-like black sludge surged everywhere, within the Soren Mountain Range, upon receiving Duke Tilius’s order, thousands of soldiers began to withdraw.

The current situation was truly beyond everyone’s expectations.

No one could have imagined that the Creation School had buried a genuine Level 0 sealed item underground, which even housed a demon!

This was no longer a field they could touch.

Remaining here would only hinder the princess and serve no other purpose.

So it would be better to retreat now and save their strengths.

That was the consensus in their hearts.

However, just as these surviving soldiers and manor bodyguards managed to retreat to the edge of the Soren Mountain Range, the scene before them plunged them into unprecedented despair.

Due to the earlier chaos, a small portion of the transcendent beings from Augusta Manor couldn’t bear the pressure and fled the scene first.

But they did not leave Soren Mountain alive; instead, they were hanged from trees in a manner that looked like executions.

It seemed to warn everyone not to think about escaping.

Moments later, a group of transcendent beings dressed in black robes appeared before them.

Their chests bore the insignia of star trajectories, symbolizing their identity as members of the Church of Heavenly Justice.

The next second, as a faint purple divine factor’s light emerged, the leading temporary bishop cast the gravity of the stars, crushing the survivors to the ground. “Church of Heavenly Justice! How dare you—”

“Why are you killing people?! We are not polluters!!!”

“Damn it, do you want us all to perish in the mountains?!”

In an instant, everyone trapped in the mountains was filled with rage.

Yet the members of the Church of Heavenly Justice remained completely unmoved.

In fact, upon realizing that a few of them were Lynn’s colleagues, they revealed solemn expressions.

“Apologies, but this is an order.”

“Please, for the glory of the Empire, defend until death right here in the Soren Mountain Range!”

The cold words that came from him, alongside the powerful barrier above the mountain, instantly snuffed out the last flicker of hope in everyone’s hearts.

As they dodged the pursuing black sludge, they started to break down and scream.

What?!

They initially thought it was just an ordinary and mundane task.

But little did they know.

Just a wrong choice led everyone into an irretrievable situation.

Why?

Why do we have to die?!

That thought arose in the minds of most who were still alive.

Yeah, why indeed?

As the dizzying scenes slowly faded, an unconscious thought surfaced in the minds of the princes and many nobles present in the Political Discussion Hall.

But soon, they drove that absurd idea from their heads.

At their age, everyone had gone beyond dealing with others based on concepts of good and evil.

Yet Lynn’s sudden accusations and the scenes that were just revealed still had an impact on them.

At that moment, they looked at Cardinal Connor of the Church of Heavenly Justice with mixed expressions, seemingly hoping to detect emotional fluctuations on his face.

However, he merely frowned slightly, as if he couldn’t believe what was happening before him.

Lynn noted his expression as well.

Not bad acting.

Too bad… he had met me.

Sensing the surrounding silence, a subtle smile appeared on Lynn’s face.

“The demon from the Wishing Jar has just awakened, urgently needing blood from humans and transcendent beings to gain power. As the bishop of the Church of Heavenly Justice, you don’t even understand this much?”

“Or perhaps, as he said, is this all just an order from some entity?”

“Because that entity wants to see a powerful and dangerous demon come into the world, it issues such orders?”

Lynn’s words were merciless, exposing the dark possibilities hidden in the sunlight.

Though this was merely his rambling, it had a hint of reason.

Unfortunately, the matter was too complicated; none of those present dared to follow up.

They were even afraid that breathing too loudly would draw the attention of those above.

It looked like, after tonight, everything that happened in the Political Discussion Hall would inevitably spread throughout Glosting and the entire Empire.

Seeing everyone silent, Lynn didn’t mind.

He glanced around and then said aloud, “As everyone knows, for the bishops in charge of managing branch districts, only the Glosting Archdiocese or the great Emperor can issue direct orders to them.”

“So, let’s take a guess: who issued this command?”

“Do you have any ideas, Mr. Connor?”

Saying this, Lynn unabashedly looked at Connor Gregory on the stage.

This question had two possible answers.

The first was that Cardinal Connor personally issued such an order.

To recklessly put an electoral prince in danger and use the lives of imperial soldiers as a bargaining chip in handling the sealed item incident was serious negligence and overstepping.

The second was far more chilling.

“…”

At that moment, Cardinal Connor looked as if he were being roasted over a fire.

He sat silently, gazing intently at the young man before him without speaking.

Noticing this, Lynn chuckled, “Or do you wish to shift the blame onto the great Emperor, telling everyone around that it was he who issued such an order?”

“Is he willing to let the demon forces grow, even at the cost of his own army and people, to offer a birth gift to the demon?!”

?!

Hearing Lynn’s words, everyone’s heart raced, and, without exception, they looked down, pretending they hadn’t heard.

Only the Sixth Saint Roland, wearing a crown on the high platform, cast a deep gaze.

In fact, a few people present understood quite well that the order had originally been issued by Sixth Saint Roland.

Though there were various reasons behind that, nobody dared to speak them out loud.

Since no one dared to speak up, and since innocent lives lost during that incident had been treated as sacrifices, then it was my turn to speak.

I hear you want to favor that old bastard from the Mosgra Family?

Then at this moment, I place you, along with this untouchable topic, on the scales as chips—what then?

Feeling the oppressive gaze of the Emperor, Lynn did not shy away, meeting his eyes.

If we’re going to dig deep, we might as well expose everyone’s dirty laundry to the light.

After all, the worst that could happen to me is death.

That was his unsolvable conspiracy.

This night felt too long.

And right now, this convoluted grand drama was also about to come to a close.