"Slow down, I have objections."

This belated voice is powerful and full of kingly spirit, and will not fall into weakness just because it is different from everyone else.

"Your Majesty?" Tiana glanced at the side of her and suddenly stood up with deep meaning in her eyes.

All members of the parliamentary, including Garen, looked at the source of objections. Zhao Xin, who was behind him, looked straight and unwaveringly protected him.

Feeling the gaze of his eyes, Silas slowly raised his head and met with Garven IV.

Those eyes were still as cold as ever, full of hatred of sin. But in these eyes, he saw a ray of flame of change, which became more and more intense.

"Little Prince, what do you want to say?"

"Selas, you cannot avoid death. But do you think death alone can redeem the sins you committed?"

"Forget it, let's just let it go. It feels bad to be hungry. Let me die sooner."

"Don't you want to do something meaningful before you die to benefit those mage compatriots who are still alive and persecuted by the system? Do you want the grave to be despised by thousands of people after death, and don't you want to see it live in flowers? Are you just dead so selfishly, willing to be a coward and a coward?!"

Prince Jiawen was stern and scolded the confused Silas.

The congressmen were confused, and they could not guess which one was going to play. Do you want to wake up the vicious Silas? Let him die with endless repentance and pain? Isn’t this a waste of effort and what is it?

Only Galen suddenly became uneasy when he saw his close friend's angry look. But he immediately found that this uneasiness was not only his exclusive, but even his aunt Marshal Tiana, wearing the exaggerated silver steel giant shoulder armor that was exactly the same as him, was shaking slightly.

"What the hell do you want to say!" Before he died, he was beaten up for no reason. Even if Silas was so heartbroken, he would have to free up three points of anger. He glared back without fear of power. Anyway, he was about to die, and he was not afraid of being more guilty.

"Selas, if you really want to see a mage live openly in Demacia, then stand up and use your talents and eyes to help me do the last thing before death. This matter is related to the future development of Demacia, the living space of Demacia, the mages, and whether you die with infamous or there is still controversy. If you have this courage, stand up!"

Jiawen IV Wuming was in aroused, and it was unwise to dissuade him at this time, so everyone was silent and watched the development of the situation.

After Jiawen finished yelling, everyone turned their attention to Silas. Some people had realized what was going to happen. Those who could not be alone began to hold their fists in silence, fighting with the two strands, hoping that Silas would not stand up.

But they were disappointed and panic began to spread.

"There is someone who is going to die, what else can you dare not do! Don't take people underestimate you, little prince!"

Silas hated being looked down upon the most. Whenever those nobles looked at him with high gazes, he felt extremely angry. Now he noticed fear in these gazes, which made him extremely excited.

Because of Jiawen's order, the guards did not dare to escort Silas, the latter panted, smiled gloomyly and raised his legs, straightened his knees to support his weak body, and stood up with a little unyielding.

Even if he doesn't know what fate is waiting for him ahead, he will do his best to complete this last journey!

"very good."

No one applauded and cheered for Silas, and the only inspiration came from Jiawen's unintentional polite words.

Silas gasped weakly, waiting for Jiawen's next instructions. He wanted to see if Jiawen promised a future is really so bright, even if it has nothing to do with him.

But as long as he sees a glimmer of light, he will die without regrets.

"I know you have a unique talent and can see the magic around you, no matter where they are," said Jiawen.

Silas smiled bitterly.

"You are right. At the beginning, the Demon Searcher took my talent and asked my parents to sell me to them as a dog. They thought they had made contributions to the kingdom and were complacent at home... Now I think about it, I am really as beastly as the Demon Searcher. I used these eyes to send many compatriots to prison and suffer. I really should have blinded these eyes."

"Your talent has nothing to do with being a scumbag, and your ability has never been divided into good or evil. The choice of people who determine their nature. Silas, tell me, what have you seen in us?"

Jiawen stared at Silas intently. Out of his personal will, he would not let this scum who killed his father, but before that, he needed to use Silas to fulfill his father's last wish.

"I saw the Death Star shining on the heads of you noble masters."

"presumptuous!"

Silas spat, and even though the guards punched him hard in the face, he felt very relieved.

"Tell me, tell me what you see! Who is the Dharma Master!"

Jiawen stopped the atrocities of the guards, and no matter how many provocations they had, they could not anger him. Jiawen knew very well that this was his last chance and that he should maintain absolute rationality.

"I saw nothing, they poured me potion before the meeting started, and my talent was suppressed," said Silas.

The forbidden magic stone powder in the potion stirred wildly in his stomach, and it was in great pain, so he looked so weak and embarrassed when he first appeared in court.

The reason why he could endure the severe pain and talk to Jiawen was because he had drunk the potion too many times when he was in jail and was already used to the pain.

The Forbidden Demon Sect had a secret of Silas, so they naturally knew his talent, so they responded early. Before the trial, they poured the Forbidden Demon Stone Powder Potion into Silas, making it impossible for him to use magic. This is why the noble mages can still sit in the conference hall.

"Look carefully, I will release the medicine from the tea I will drink, and the effect should be effective." Zhao Xin said.

This sentence caused a stagnant parliament to stir up the stagnant pool. Some people have begun to feel uneasy and don’t know where to put their hands to rest.

Geno had long thought of this possibility before the meeting, so he gave Zhao Xin some of the Spring of Life that had soaked Zhenbing to cook tea. This kind of tea can be fully combined with the Forbidden Magic Stone. The remaining energy will quickly repair the damaged body of the taker and restore magic power. So after drinking the tea, Silas is obviously no longer as weak as before.

Geno coughed hard, showing an interesting expression, and blocked the door with his head held high and his chest, as if he was a man who could not open his door.

Seeing that the way out was blocked, some of the parliamentarians became even more panicked. They turned their eyes to Marshal Tiyana intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter did not move, as if they had nothing to do with them.

In desperation, they could only turn their eyes to Silas. They did not dare to speak, but could only keep winking, hoping that Silas would understand the meaning of their eyes.

But Jiawen IV had no intention of stopping it. He just stared at Silas and let it go.

Because he knew that the dying person could not be bribed.

"I saw you..."

Finally, Silas swept his eyes one by one from the members of the parliament once again, and then slowly stretched out his hand...
Chapter completed!