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Chapter 486 What a bullshit problem

"He admitted it! He admitted it!" Angel's cheeks turned red with excitement. She pointed at Piccolo Winetley in the dock and shouted to the people behind her over and over again.

However, due to the stern expressions of the Knights of Light in front of them and their swords shining with cold light, the people no longer shouted as excitedly as before, and few responded.

Marcia in the corner had not yet recovered from Viente's random attacks. After Viente's defense, the crowd's eyes turned toward Marcia with ambiguity and rejection, as if countless needles were piercing her body.

"Masiasama." Catherine couldn't bear to watch. "Faced with unfounded accusations, you can refute them."

"I, I..." Marcia could only utter a few words vaguely, and then her face became paler and paler.

"Martia Goddess." The judge took over the conversation and asked according to Vientele's defense, "Why did you seduce Knight Vientele? Do you still remember the rules of Goddess? Are you still loyal to the faith in your heart?"

"What a bullshit question!" Lilith cursed from below, and everyone around looked over. Ian hurriedly pushed her behind him and blocked her with Lucas.

"Are you crazy?" Lucas was furious. He didn't want to die here.

But Catherine understood what Lilith was angry about, and a flame of the same color was burning in her chest. Everyone saw the princess suddenly stand up with a cold face.

——Why are these girls always being questioned? Catherine looked at Vientele in the dock. He was the source of all the evil, but in this huge courtroom, he was the one who was questioned the least. Most of the time, he was like a transparent person, savoring the panic and pain of these girls together with the crowd.

"I think the plaintiffs have already answered the questions. Now isn't it Knight Vientley's turn to defend himself? Don't you have any questions for him?" Catherine asked coldly, ignoring the looks from King George and Bishop Quincy.

The judge didn't expect that he would still be challenged at this moment. He wiped his sweat again and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Knight Viente, please explain why so many gods have accused you of crimes, and why they didn't accuse others?" Catherine's eyes shot towards the dock with sharp silver light.

Vientelai was dumbfounded. How could this be proved?

"Your Highness." Bishop Quincy tried to stop Catherine's questioning.

"Why do you say that Marcia seduced you? How can you be sure? Did she say she clearly agreed? If not, why did you continue?" Catherine continued to ask.

The public's eyes returned to Vientele. His face became redder and redder as Catherine spoke, and his speech became stammering. "I was on patrol, and she kept crying in front of me... pretending to be pitiful..."

Marcia's face turned pale and she shook her head desperately.

"Is that all? Why do you regard crying as temptation?" Catherine pressed on. "Do you know that your rights are not equal? Do you know that your presence may put pressure on her and make her dare not reject you directly?"

"She can refuse."

"So you can't refuse? Don't you know the difference in power between you two? How can a weak god force the Knight of Light? Or are you born like this—"

Catherine raised her chin, her eyes full of disgust.

"--debauchery."

"How did someone like you get selected into the Knights of Light? Who recommended you to the temple?"