Reincarnation Monarch

"… did you interfere in your internal affairs…"

Shester hunted down his enemies to the point where they felt reversed and whined weakly.

Then I saw Shester like that, and he looked like Lennon had won.

"That's right. What you are saying is interference in internal affairs. Judicial transactions are perfectly legal in our country."

Then the presiding judge, who until then had watched the two interactions with interest, spoke in full.

"I see...... I understand very well. I acknowledge the plaintiff's claim. The judiciary of the Republic of Valentin has no right to say anything about judicial transactions within your country Pope Roenglin. For this reason, a judicial transaction executed within your country will now be considered valid by the court. Therefore, we also acknowledge the usefulness of both Mr. Lukak and Mr. Ars as witnesses."

Lennon smiled satisfactorily at the judge's pronouncement and bowed deeply with a rather daunting play trick.

The opposing Shester looked sideways at Lombardo, who seemed sorry with a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

Then Lombardo stretched out his left hand and placed his hand gently on Chester's shoulder with a look like he had no choice.

"Then bring back the earlier witness, Mr. Lukak."

The judge gave such instructions toward the prosecutor's seat, but Lennon held it up with one hand up.

"No, Your Honor. That's not true. From here on out, only Mr. Ars is fine."

"Okay. I would now like to reopen the interrogation of Mr Ars, how is the defence?

Asked by the judge, Shester was nothing more than agreeing.

"... Yes. Fine."

"So, Witness, as we continue earlier... that the memory has been altered by someone, how did you come to know about it? Give me as much detail as you can."

Asked by the presiding judge, Ars replied with a good note.

"Yes. I was connected to the prison building and one time I was told that I had a visitor. I thought my hometown family had come to see me, and I went to the visiting room with joy and courage. But it wasn't my family that was waiting for me, it was Bishop Lennon who was there."

Ars said, pointing to Lennon, who sits beside the prosecutor's seat.

Lennon nodded lightly, urging Ars to move on.

Then Ars nodded back gently, telling the rest of the story once again in good spirits.

"Bishop Lennon spoke to me about Lukak's testimony. Whether or not my memory was planted at that time, I could not believe it, but Bishop Lennon told me at dawn that he would commute his sentence, provided he testified at trial. I did not believe the story of Bishop Lennon, but for no other reason I agreed to embark on the task of reclaiming my memory."

Talking that far at once, Ars took the cup in his hand to moisten his dry throat and drank it all the way down for a breath.

And when he put the drunk cup loud with the tune and momentum on the stand, he tried to speak of the continuation of the testimony in an upfront position.