Five minutes later, Sid came out of the side hall with Celisti in his arms.

The most standard princess hugs the most standard princess.

However, the noble and graceful princess had lost all the highlights in her eyes. She was as unresponsive as a dead person. Her gorgeous eyes as amethyst was filled with a gloomy light called "The End of Life".

My life is over.

The desperate Celisti snuggled in Sid's arms, her whole body was limp and her eyes were dull and her magnificent ceiling.

It was all over, her pride, her glory, and her status disappeared in these five minutes.

She knew from this moment on, she was no longer qualified to have no position to give orders to Sid.

"Your Highness, your highness, are you okay? Do you want to take a break?" Sid's vague voice came into the princess' hearing, and what had just happened immediately appeared in Celisti's mind. The man picked her up from behind...

However, the most terrifying thing is not this. The most terrifying thing is that under such extreme shame, Celisti recalled that her physical feelings were not only without any pain, but also in the extreme shame there was a kind of comfort and a strong taste of extreme sweetness. At a certain moment, Celisti felt that her consciousness was dazed, and her whole body rose into the clouds and almost lost her thinking.

Until now, her body still twitches from time to time.

But this is not the most shameful one.

The most shameful thing was that Sid stared at her expression throughout the process, and did not miss a single trace of her smile-like expression. Her trance and distracted look were all seen.

My life is over, and the princess's dark and unsightly eyes tell her what happened.

The character she worked hard to manage and the majesty she worked hard to maintain had disappeared in front of this man.

"Your Highness?" Sid shook Celisti's body again, and his face always had the same smile.

Feeling Sid's gaze, Celisti subconsciously clamped her legs. The feeling of shame that pierced everything mixed with the sweet and stimulating stimulation of strong biological current made her body twitch a few more times. Her face turned red, and her eyes that had lost their highlights were full of disheartening: "Kill me, Sid."

"Kill you? I don't want it." Sid put her on the sofa, looking at her dignified and charming appearance with a look of beating: "I don't want to be wanted by the whole empire."

Celesti, who usually acts perfectly and uses a cold side to cover up his heart, feels fresh and cheerful. Celesti, who has taken off her shell, makes Sid feel "cute" for the first time.

Ignoring the riot outside, Sid just knelt in front of the princess on one knee and massaged her legs. Even with the excellent touch, soft and tender suspender stockings, Sid could still feel the tightness of her legs and foot muscles.

A pair of gray silk feet are pink and tender, soft, fragrant and smooth, and have no odor. The clean princess bathes almost every day. The faint perfume smell and the natural body fragrance make Side love it. He can't help but pinch his transparent stockings with pink nail polish and gently pinch his feet.

Celesty let Sid take advantage of her like a doll, with almost no reaction. Sid also pressed her legs with all his heart to relieve her convulsions, and to some extent, he also helped her to properly extend her state of extreme trance from body and mind.

As it turns out, Sid's set is very effective and quite effective.

After five minutes of massage, Celisti's eyes gradually became bright. She glared at Sid with tears at first, wishing to kick him away with one foot, but she felt an indescribable sense of refreshing pleasure all over her body. She felt that all the gloom, pressure, tension and resentment had disappeared in one breath for more than a month, or even for more than a decade.

The pressure was completely reduced to zero, and this feeling made Celesti unable to stop. She opened her mouth several times to scold Sid but was a little reluctant.

It was not until the full massage that the princess lazily said half-coquely and half-resentful: "Are you satisfied? You are so weak! I'm not trying to save you! You know, you can't stand the investigation of those in the court!"

"Thank you, my Highness, I owe you once." Although I knew that Celesty was pleasing to others, Sid was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Celisti knew that he was the host of the Holy Grail of Nightmare of Sin, but after he came back that day, the princess not only mentioned this matter, but even thought it did not exist.

Even if he abandons the identity of the God of the Eternal God of the Ring of the Sid, his identity as the host of the Holy Grail of the Nightmare of Sin cannot withstand the detailed investigation of the Court. In fact, according to the standards of the Court, not to mention the true cultists, most legendary and destiny-level powerful people cannot withstand the investigation.

Including the crown of Cecilia, the leader of the Judgment Court, also returned from the virtual realm?

Therefore, there is a tacit understanding within the Holy Empire, and the Inquisition is often just an ultimate deterrent and a last resort.

"It's good that you know." After a period of rest, Celisti finally recovered, but this incident was deeply engraved into the princess' mind like some unspoken imprint. She knew that that scene would be indelible for her whole life.

Sid always felt that there seemed to be something more in the eyes of the princess looking at her.

Something was wrong with her eyes!

What was even more wrong was that he felt that the Holy Grail of Sin on his waist seemed to be a little heavier than before.

Something is wrong!

………I’m a dividing line…………

When Sid came out with the walking a little floating Selesti, the entire banquet hall was completely controlled by the court.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Evelyn, the countess of the Earl of Mecklen house, was crying in the arms of her husband Joseph Mecklen.

Earl Mecklen had to pat his wife's shoulder and comfort her. This scene happened again and again over the past twenty years. Evelyn was a naive lady. In addition to being unable to control her own expenses, she would subconsciously seek her husband's help whenever she encountered some difficulties.

"Okay, OK, it's okay, I'm there." Mecklen looked around with a wry smile.

The Earl of Orlando was crying, and the old Lord's crying heart-wrenchingly.

His world has dimmed.

Stefan is his favorite grandson and his designated successor. Although this young grandson has a somewhat misconductive character, his talent is really excellent. The model level he has just been promoted to this year at the age of 17 is simply limitless in the future, not to mention that he has a handsome appearance and a little bit of willfulness. Why did Jupiter punish him like this?

The old lord invested the most resources in his grandson. He no longer had the confidence to cultivate another Stefan. His crying was full of sorrow, and this was the reaction after crying for several minutes. Under his old white hair and beard, his wrinkled face was covered with tears.

The court has controlled the scene, and the judge Hu Teng has taken the priests to examine the wounds and collect physical evidence and determine the source.

"Your Highness, you are finally here!" Mecklen saw Sid helping the princess out and saluted quickly.

"Joseph, what's going on?" Celisti controlled her expression very seriously, but the flushing and refreshing feeling on her face still made Mecklen look at the princess suspiciously.

"It's a murder." Mecklen described a little about the conclusion that the Inquisition reached within minutes.

An unknown blue-haired young man sneaked into the wedding venue, sneaked into the preparation room through special abilities, killed the groom, and successfully escaped.

The court judged that the other party was a believer in the Void Cult, and his strength was very likely to be a member of the inner ring, because the other party should have transformed himself into a Void Realm creature.

Blue-haired youth? Sid suddenly remembered the weird blue-haired youth that Falcon Eye noticed before.

He moved his heart, so he went over Celesty and asked directly: "How did he get the invitation? He couldn't come in without the invitation."

"He has an invitation." Earl Mecklen turned his eyes to the corner of the banquet, General Charlie with a pale face.

"After verified, the blue-haired young man was named Clay, and his invitation letter came from Charlie's relatives' invitation letter."

As soon as Mecklen finished speaking, the two temple guards of the Inquisition came to Charlie: "General, explain and explain?"

"What's the explanation for me? I didn't say it, I don't know, it was indeed the invitation letter I gave, but I didn't give it to anyone named Clay!" Charlie said hysterically, his face as disgusting as if he had just eaten old sauerkraut beef noodles: "Someone must have pretended to be me! Or forged my invitation letter!"

"Your Highness, fortunately you went to the Castle of Cogne." Earl Mecklen suddenly whispered: "Do you know that a patrol team disappeared near the Castle of Cogne. Someone behind them found that they were all dead and their bodies were buried near the castle."

"What?" The princess remembered her attack and signaled to the Earl of Mecklen to continue.

"I don't know anything else. Charlie is responsible for the matter of the Congne Castle after the war." Seeing that the princess wanted to hear it, Mecklen quickly whispered a few more words, turned around and pulled his wife away.

Charlie was all in charge? Celesty exchanged a puzzled look with Sid.

At the scene of the bloody crime, the crowd was gradually evacuated, and only one guy was out of place.

"Brothers, I played well today. Come on, let's brim up, and I hope I can continue to work with you next time!" Whini's voice came from the other side of the stage: "Let's play Roman Ya music next time!"

The glorious silver hand had a smile on his face, as if Stefan's death was no different from a dead dog to him. He happily hugged and greeted the members of the performance one by one, and did not care about the smell of sweat on the other party's body, hugged and clenched over one by one, ignoring the temple guards around him who were still checking and interrogating.

Even the lowly servants in charge of cleaning up the scene and the elementary apprentices who were responsible for handing him water and twisting towels, Whini gave them a big smile and hug, and even ignored the fact that one elementary apprentice was holding a rag covered with food residue in his hand, and his exquisite elf costume was stained.

Musicians and servants were really flattered.

It is a great honor to be able to come to the noble Nobili wedding live performance to serve them. Now that such a big thing has happened, the musicians and servants only hope to get out safely, and some musicians don’t even plan to charge the performance fee.

No matter what, they would never think that they could get respect and embrace from a silver player, and even the silver player took the initiative to help them get their wages! Then they sent them one by one to someone, without deductions or delays.

This is completely different from Nobili, and it is also different from the elves we think of!

Sid, who was far away, complained in his heart when he saw this scene: Not only is Wynn different from what you imagined, but even the elf himself thinks that this person has a problem with his brain.

But this is Whini, Sid's good brother!

On the other side, Ferg came to Sid and Celesti, and the dwarf held a glass bottle in his hand: "How damn! I'll open champagne!"

After saying that, Ferg really shook the glass bottle. Celesti and Sid only heard a "pop" sound, and the cork was squeezed out by the air pressure inside the bottle. Ferg then poured champagne into his mouth.

After blowing half a bottle, the dwarf burped and then complained: "Will there be no better wine when it tastes like horse pee?"

"Mr. Fergu, please give me some attention?" Celisti couldn't stand it anymore, and the princess looked dark: "This is the wedding scene. The groom just died in a murder. Can you respect the deceased? Otherwise I have to let you go out!"

"What is the right thing to respect for the strong X crime?" Fergu said disapprovingly: "Your Highness, you say this as if he was wronged? Isn't this a remedy? Or is your Falcon Book dictatorship that the higher class can strengthen the lower class women at will?"

"I don't mean that."

"Then why isn't it a good death? Why can't you open champagne?" Ferge still looked confused: "The strong X criminal was punished by justice. The forced girl not only got a widow to avoid her future miserable life, but also had no worries about food and clothing. The appearance of Clay made things progress, and we also got more clues. Why can't you open champagne? It's easy to open! I'm going to open!"

"……………” Celisti found that the brain circuits of these two good brothers, Sid, were different from those of ordinary people.

And, they seem to be saying...is not wrong?

Sid suddenly thought of something, he bent down and whispered to Ferge a few times. Ferge nodded suddenly: "Indeed, you make sense."

"Your Highness, give me ten minutes." Sid called Whini again. The three of them were sneaking and didn't know what to discuss. Then they left the scene and returned to Celesti after ten minutes: "It is not suitable to stay in this place for a long time. Leave the matter to the court. Your Highness, you go back first."

The princess nodded. Today's series of things had already made her a little tired. She gave Sid a blank look and took his arm with her: "You go with me, Whini and Ferge stay."

"It's a wise decision." Sid and Selesti left together. He carried the princess with a little soft legs into the carriage and left the bloody wedding scene along the dark night sky and the torches lit by the roadside.

After a while, the crowd also exposed one after another, leaving only Whiniferge and the Orlando family, the Inquisition and General Charlie who was repeatedly questioned.

Earl Mecklen also asked his wife to go back first, while he himself stayed at the scene.

Mecklen wanted to go up and say some comforting words to Orlando, but the exhibits in the cabinet next to him caught his attention. The count's face changed slightly and quickly blocked the cabinet with his body, and said to the servant passing by: "Where did the exhibits in this cabinet come from?"

"I don't know, sir." The servant shook his head.

"It's a bad thing. It's not appropriate to display these things now. In this way, you can cover up these display cabinets with some cloth. Remember to be in shady." Mecklen pointed at the display cabinet and ordered.

"Yes." The servant did as he did, and several display cabinets were covered by the dark side. Mecklen glanced at the people in the distance and came to Orlando: "Sad."

"You are so mad!" At this time, the old lord's sorrow had passed. He had fallen into a complete crazy anger. His resentful eyes stared at the judge in the distance: "If it weren't for these people, if it weren't for them, and with that stupid highness... How could Stefan?"

The old lord's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were trapped in the flesh, and blood was spreading out: "They will pay the price, I promise."

"Will you help me? Mecklen?" Orlando's bloodshot eyes were filled with madness.

"I'm very willing to help you, but what we have to worry more now is that someone will ignore it and force us to go into the water!" Mecklen glanced at Charlie.

After a series of cross-examinations, the Court of Justice did not ask anything at the moment, so it could only ask General Charlie to go back first and wait for the Court of Justice to summon him.

In the previous defeat and the current bloody case, Charlie's expression was very gloomy, and he immediately summoned the servant to leave on a horse.

That look was like a wolf who was so hungry that he was about to attack at all costs.
Chapter completed!