The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"Now, what...?

"So I said no."

To me for not returning the line as I had met beforehand, Meal Lux has drawn a great deal of expression and the judges have blued their complexion.

But with an attitude that I didn't even care about, I exhaled one blatant grand sigh.

'On the basket, I can kick your ass like a demon clan. First of all, the order and position are the opposite.'

"Hey, say what..."

'First of all, as I told you earlier, I am not a pilgrimage monk'

With that said, when I offer my hand, Mr. Rugrass hands me the cloth he took out of his nostrils.

And as everyone on this scene was rounding their eyes, I wore it (...) - a buckwheat feather weave of an imperial army magician's military coat, with a special class chapter glowing on my chest.

"I am Cephilia, Chief of Magic at the Central Command of the Velicion Imperial Army," Reverse Scale! I am an Imperial Mage, I have been entrusted by His Majesty the Emperor to defend the Empire!!

For a moment when I rose my name high, I just activated the wind magic smooth sail Fairy Tail Wind for a performance to wind up the wind. Everyone is surprised by the sudden wind and my coat rises in the wind feeling good.... Okay, it's settled!

Of course, the magic buoyancy of weight loss (Moonwalk) was only lifted for a moment so that it wouldn't be cool for me to be blown away by the wind myself.

I fold them even more, roughly, being distracted and incapable of spinning words.

"I believe that the Verision Empire gives the capital, the imperial capital, Beorant, the right of discretion in the use of magic from His Majesty Emperor Verhazard Valdo Beorant! Thus, I did say earlier that 'I used witchcraft without the permission of Easberg', but I am a soldier exercising witchcraft under the permission of His Majesty the Emperor. I mean it doesn't conflict with offensive magic control laws!!

To my highly proclaimed point, the Justice, who until then had been rigid, disputed with a slightly hip-drawn voice.

"But we still can't confirm the identity of the defendant..."

'So why don't you just fly to the Empire now, pigeon or whatever? I can wait here for the next week or two.'

Your Honor will shut up to the verdict returned immediately.

This trial was just about reading a line as per a scenario written beforehand by Mealrax. So even if there was a clear blur to see, it was supposed to go through with an implicit understanding. Because that's the condition set out in the “back deal” beforehand.

But hey, if I take that scenario off and stick it out, you're right. It was a very brittle muscle on thin ice that would disintegrate lightly.

We should have made a better scenario because we didn't have time to hold the trial, right?

If I had listened to other judges, this would not have happened.

To my abrupt betrayal, Mealrax didn't even take care of the smiling mask he'd been sticking on until earlier, and he raved his voice in the open with clear anger.

"Oh, is that what such a rambling argument goes through! Whatever authority is granted in the Empire, in this Eastberg land, Eastberg law is the absolute! Using witchcraft without my permission is a sin!!

'That's crazy, isn't it? Since when did the Bobolosa Sea become the territory of the Republic of Easberg?

With an awkward look on my face that the listeners can't see, I'm going to whisk back the second hole.

Meal Lux, who was screaming in spit, also had to lose words in that allegation.

'It was the Boboloza Tree Sea in the Demonic Territory (...) that we carried out the Dragon Crusade. Of course not a single citizen of the Republic lives there, a demonic realm where demons travel. So why do I need your permission to use magic to fight the Demons?

To my pursuit, Meal Lax was eating his teeth off with the same momentum that made his gums peel out and his face tethered with greasy sweat.

It was in the elves that I then spoke so hard to squeeze it out.

"Oh, yeah, I know! You entered the Elf Forest!! Entering the Elf Forest without permission…"

"Elf Forest? Well, you're not in, are you?

"That can't be!! I am getting reports that you have negotiated with the Elves!!

'Oh, is that it? If it's “outside" the elf forest, you've negotiated with the elves, right?

"... outside, so...?

'Yeah, because someone doesn't manage it well, because it's what Toretto and the Elves were instant. But “entering the Elf Forest without permission” was prohibited by law, so we negotiated in the Demonic Forest, far enough away from the Elf Forest. Is there a problem?

Meal Lux shouted with a trembling lip at the lie that leaked out of my mouth like a hard breath.

"Oh, I thought such a lie would pass..."

'Then prove it. that this is a lie.'

You can't possibly do that, though. As long as Le Laura is around, the Elves are fully on my side. As much as it matches the back of your mouth, it's because you're a tea boy. The elves won't even deal with people other than us in the first place.

Still, Meal Lax has been persistently eating down and saying boring things again.

"Go, to Gorzas, I hear you pointed your sword at him! haha, that's a big deal, like pointing a sword at the division leader!?

"Huh? What are you talking about..."

"Don't be silly! Your fellow knights pulled out their swords in the crowd circle, and no other Golzas said!!

'Is that really true? I don't remember myself at all. Yeah, well, if you're saying "crowd control," why don't you talk to the witness? That will prove our innocence.'

"Hey, what..."

"Well, because the wind rumors say the Golzas Division III chief seems to be indispensable to" strange rumors ”? I hate to say this, but isn't there a tail and a back on the story?

Already, I was with Captain Dundee and the Squad Leaders. On the contrary, Golzas was supposed to say, "Let's report that the woman there pulled out her sword," etc.

Mealrax also immediately shifted the story to something else, thinking that Golzas might do enough to make the story exciting. Poor Golzas.

"Right, you guys were faking your identities!? I should have dressed up as a pilgrim and been going around every city!!

'It's true you were on a pilgrimage. One of my people belongs to the Order of the Knights. We prayed properly at the Church of Runepedi.'

"Le, I should have said it was a pilgrimage from Runepedi and was passing through the city gates......! You bet!!

"Yes." To start the pilgrimage from Runepedi, "you were passing through each city. Did I say something wrong?

Mealrax's information network is quite a big deal, but if you have heard beforehand from Mr. Luglas how much it is, there is as much to deal with.

And all this time, Meerlux kept getting attacked by me. He's sweating like a waterfall.

Heh heh... What social slaves (black programmers) need is a discourse that tricks people into the mouthpiece, not the technology of the program.

And he said, "What, this isn't a bug, it's a specification, right? I can't say," Bonkla is doomed to die a bummer.

... Well, even if I can tell you, when I die, I die.

I think it's time to give up, Meal Lax finally says something like a child.

"Oh yes, I would have used magic there now......! Offensive magic......!!

As I sighed, I offered my hand to Mr. Luglas. And the moment Mr. Rugrass offers me his sleeved arm, he slaps the collapse (Peacemaker) into Mr. Rugrass's arm.

For a moment there will be a short scream in the hearing room behind you, but it wasn't the kind of shocking sight they foresaw.

'This is magic to dispose of garbage: to only shred inorganic objects. It's not offensive magic because it doesn't do anything for humans.'

As you can see, Mr. Rugrass's hand, which is touching a black cube, has not been scraped or anything.

It's time for me to get sick of Meal Lux roaring as if I'm still not convinced.

As I stood up on the chair, I put Meal Lax and the presiding judge in turn.

"Not yet, what?

Having received those words, they all lower their gaze uniformly and turn away from me.

In the first place, after removing my collar from the ground up, I could have done enough to make the demon army turn U-turn.

But after reading the minds of the negotiators that Meal Lax had sent, I decided that I would no longer condone him knowing that he was going to let him work for the Republic without removing my collar and threatening it with the collar's "anti-escape function”.

In a quiet courtroom, even the hearing seats, which have not been directly glanced at by me, I see with satisfaction Meal Lax pushing remorsefully.

Hmm. Have you finally been quiet?

Now, you can finally get down to business.

'Next, then… Defendant, we hold a trial on Mearlax Trilpat's “Presidential Kill"'

The hearing seats flashed at once, and the judges and prosecutors turned their gaze in the same direction with their blue faces at once… and at the end of that gaze, Meal Lax was stunned to see the limit.

"Five years ago, the defendant poisoned Gratos Trilpat, then president and his real brother, after he had been convicted of innocence."

"Ma, wait... what are you talking about...!?

"Be quiet. I'm not allowed to speak. '

I continue in a resolute manner, staring straight at Meal Lax.

"In doing so, he murdered the housekeeper who was serving the Trilpat family. Furthermore, the murder of Mr Charzen, then Minister of Defence, and the conspiracy with Gorzas Trilpat to plant the evidence in Mr Gratos' study… was revealed by the testimony of the boy, the victim in the case at the time and the only survivor '.

To my words, the venue was filled with the best of the day.

Meal Lux is stunningly solidified with a look like you don't know what I'm talking about.

Don't worry. Because even if I don't like it, I'll let you know.

I get on with the mundane and gushing rage and flaunt Meal Lux!!

'The boy whose happiness you deprived me of is named... Kaylis Trilpat!!

At the same time that Mr. Rugrass's voice echoed with no less anger than mine, the entrance and exit doors of the courtroom opened up in momentum with a loud noise.

There Mr. Nelvia and Reggie opened large doors with both openings from left and right. In the hands of the two, several men are connected.

And it is precisely Kaylis, now called by that name, who stands to be protected by those two.

"It's been five years, Uncle...... no, Mealrax Trilpat"