Chapter 751: Basic Law of Galactic Civilization

Chapter 751: Basic Law of Galactic Civilization

"If it were me, I would definitely not accuse him of any crime at random..." Ornn stroked his chin and thought, "Even a simple fraud is much better than an attempt to start a rebellion."

"The former leaves a lot of room for maneuver and can give the other party a taste of their own medicine without creating any enmity."

"The latter is simply seeking death, and is walking straight to the end of the road."

"Now, the road has suddenly reached a dead end. There is absolutely no chance of mediation, unless the goddess herself doesn't care."

"It is unwise to put the safety of yourself and civilization on the emotional changes of others."

"What they are thinking is unclear, and it has nothing to do with me." Dino's voice was as calm as a quiet pond. "My instructions are to please the goddess by destroying this civilization when she is unhappy."

"Oh my..." Orn looked worried when he saw Dino's expression. "Dino, you old pigeon, I can't say anything more."

"Why are you so serious?"

"Let's be honest. You'll scare the children. It's a crime!"

Aoun's expression was very serious, as if he was telling Dino how bad it was for him to show this expression.

"..." Dino's eyelids drooped slightly, "As long as you are happy."

Hearing this, Ornn smiled with satisfaction, because this sentence meant that the other party had given up the intention to kill him at this moment.

In a word, save a civilization.

"I am really their benefactor."

Ornn thought to himself as he smiled smugly.

Soon, driven by the elemental engine, this huge fleet surrounded the entire Yalilo 6.

The dark fleet was crowded together, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

"What's next..."

On the flagship, Ornn slowly stood up, his expression gradually becoming serious and indifferent.

"Of course, I want to pay a good visit to the only remaining embers of civilization on this planet."

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The sky over Beloberg was originally filled with tiny snowflakes, and the glittering ice crystals were gleaming in the refraction of the sunlight.

However, when the first original domain battleship broke through the atmosphere, the entire sky seemed to be torn open by a black crack - it was a prismatic battleship that was a kilometer long.

The dark blue lines flowing on the surface were wriggling like a living thing. The "Element Annihilation Cannon" on the bow was in the shape of a hexagonal crystal and was slowly turning to adjust the angle. The energy ripples overflowing from the muzzle made the air emit a shrill scream.

"What is that?!" Pedestrians on the street raised their hands, pointing at the giant metal object that was gradually appearing, their voices filled with tears.

The Silver Mane Iron Guards who were originally patrolling the square froze collectively, the rifles in their hands were shaking, and the breathing sounds under their armor became a noise through the simple communicator.

As the second and third warships arrived, the entire Beloberg complex twisted and deformed in the shadows, and the lights in the residential areas went out one after another, replaced by the cold white searchlight projected from the bottom of the warships, dyeing the snow pale.

Due to the previous conversation between her and Fernina, Bronya was in urgent consultation with the Grand Guardian at the City Hall. Not long after, she suddenly heard the glass curtain wall groaning under the heavy load.

Turning around, I saw that the sky outside the window had been completely blocked by the fleet of warships. The nearest destroyer was less than a hundred meters away from the roof. The original domain emblem on the ship was clearly visible - a pattern composed of seven elemental secret texts, which now glowed with a cold metallic luster under the searchlight.

Seeing this, Cocolia's pupils suddenly shrank, and the scream of the star core will in her mind seemed to completely drown her brain.

Her lips trembled, and she trembled instinctively under the absolute threat to her life.

At this time, Funina was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the Goethe Hotel, looking at the crowd fleeing on the street below.

San Yue Qi hid behind the curtain with only one eye showing, and his fingers wrinkled the curtain. "This, this is ten times more terrifying than the alarm of the Black Tower Space Station!"

Dan Heng tightly gripped the Cloud Lance, Xing subconsciously protected Sanyueqi beside him, and only Funina's lips curled up slightly, her fingertips lightly tapping the windowsill.

Everyone has to pay a price for their choices, no matter how horrific the price is.

Of course, she would not completely destroy a planet just because of a small conflict.

It's just a simple warning.

Inside the flagship command room, Orn Kevich straightened his wrinkled cuffs and said into the communicator, "Dino, old pigeon, remember to keep the fleet intimidating but don't really collapse the house. I still need to find a decent meeting room on the ground."

Without waiting for a response, he strode towards the advent device, his gold-rimmed glasses rippling in the activated blue light.

When Ornn's figure emerged from the descending beam, Furninna was sitting on the leather sofa in the hotel, holding a cup of freshly brewed black tea in her hand.

After landing, the legal expert sniffed the air exaggeratedly: "Well, the aroma of Beloberg's black tea is quite good, but it's a pity that it is ruined by the burnt smell - is your boiler overloaded?"

San Yue Qi stared at Ornn's elegant robe and whispered, "Is this the man from the original domain? He looks much more reliable than Sambo..."

Before he could finish his words, the door of the hotel was pushed open, and Bronya rushed in with a team of Silver Mane Guards, but she stopped abruptly the moment she saw Ornn clearly.

Her gaze shifted from the original domain emblem on Ornn's chest to the fleet of warships outside the window, and her throat rolled to swallow the question that was about to come out.

"Miss Bronya, right?" Orn took the initiative to extend his hand, his tone relaxed, "I am Orn Kevic, the legal advisor for this trial. Don't be nervous, we are just here... to talk about your "accusation of rebellion" against the goddess."

He deliberately emphasized the word "rebellion", and the smile on his face was somewhat teasing.

"Of course. Before we start, my colleague Commander Dino asked me to pass on a small suggestion - if your Inquisition can prepare all the relevant legal documents within three hours, the fleet's 'Element Annihilation Cannon' can temporarily shut down the charging mode."

Threat...This is a naked threat!

Furninha coughed lightly and put down the teacup: "Mr. Orne, I remember you promised your sister to be restrained?"

Orn immediately said seriously: "Don't worry, Your Highness the Goddess, I even brought the amendment to Article 37 of the Basic Law of Galactic Civilization on the "Interstellar Dispute Mediation Procedure."

He patted the leather notebook on his waist and suddenly lowered his voice, "But Dino Old Pigeon has much less patience than me. Look out the window -"

When everyone looked over, they saw that underneath the nearest battleship, the originally flat ground of the square was freezing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the airflow from the heat dissipation device at the bottom of the battleship was turning the accumulated snow into a small storm.

In the distance, the Silver Mane Iron Guards were trying to use ropes to secure the sentry post that was blown over by the air current, while more residents were leaning on the icy window glass, looking at these metal giants from the depths of the galaxy, their eyes full of fear and confusion.

Bronya's fingers pinched the edge of the folder until they turned blue. She forced herself to look directly into the scrutinizing eyes behind Orn's lenses. Her voice was soft but full of determination:

"Mr. Orne, there is indeed a misunderstanding in this incident. The intelligence received by the Great Guardian was wrong. We never intended to be hostile to Miss Finnina and her companions -"

"Misunderstanding?" Orn suddenly laughed, tapping the leather notebook on his waist with his fingertips. "Article 9 of Chapter 2 of the 'Galactic Civilization Dispute Resolution Regulations' established by the Original Domain stipulates that when an alien civilization makes a criminal charge against an Original Domain lifeform, it must provide evidence of level 3 or above. May I ask where is the evidence for your 'accusation of rebellion'?"

He suddenly stopped smiling, the reflection from his glasses covering his emotions, "Or does Beloberg's law allow the arrest of guests from the original domain based on a mere 'misunderstanding'?"

Bronya's throat tightened as she thought of the thin file in the City Hall archives - the so-called "evidence of rebellion" was nothing more than a few vague conversations found by the Silver Mane Guards in the mines.

The Great Guardian slammed the table with a sullen face and said, "The miners who were frozen silly in the cold wave said they heard them discussing 'overthrowing the city wall'. This is the evidence!"

From the very beginning, the problem of this trial and arrest originated from the Great Guardian...his own mother.

This is a very serious mistake, but the Great Guardian cannot make mistakes.

But at this moment, facing Ornn's half-smile questioning, those accusations that seemed righteous in the polar wind and snow suddenly became as shattered as ice spikes in the sun.

"We are...re-investigating." Bronya said with difficulty, "If Miss Funina is willing to cooperate, we can -"

"Cooperate?" Ornn interrupted her and pulled out a piece of glowing holographic paper from his notebook.

"This is the 'Protoss Immunity Ordinance' issued by the Original Domain's Legal Department. Article 3 clearly states that no civilization may take measures to restrict the freedom of the Star God's agents and their followers without solid evidence. Your previous house arrest has already constituted an offense to the sovereignty of the Original Domain."

His fingertips slid across the paper, and the original domain emblem at the end of the regulations emitted a dazzling golden light.

"Now, we will not pursue the past, but the trial must be carried out - not to convict, but to allow the laws of Beloberg to be examined under the galactic standards set by the original domain."

"Of course, you can also choose to deny it, for example... by relying on the reputation of the 'Amber King'?"

Ornn's expression was a little subtle.

"But if you can really make that 'king' come, then what will follow will be communication between the Lord and your king."

The Lord... is the Lord of Elements, and the King... is the Amber King.

The roar of a battleship engine could be heard outside the window, and a beam of blue light swept across the outer wall of the hotel, casting a distorted mechanical shadow on the wall.

March Seven was so scared that he curled up into a ball, and the tip of Dan Heng's Cloud Lance unconsciously pointed at the ground. Only Funina remained sitting upright, her fingertips stroking the edge of the teacup, her eyes moving between Bronya and Ornn.

Bronya suddenly noticed that the holographic paper on Orn's notebook was slightly hot. It was the energy fluctuation unique to the original domain's legal documents.

She remembered what Pera said in her report: "The laws of the original domain are written by the fleet and the authority of the star gods."

Everything, comes from the strongest, highest and greatest power!

At this moment, facing this legal expert in elegant robes, she suddenly realized that the so-called "trial" was no longer an internal affair of Beloberg - what the Original Domain wanted was to let all galactic civilizations see that the price of offending the Star God's agent must be made public in the form of law.

Bronya is not a fool... During the emergency communication with her mother Cocolia, she had already understood the basic situation.

"I understand." Bronya looked down at her terminal, on which was flashing an urgent communication from Cocolia. "I will notify the Tribunal to prepare all the information within three hours. But I beg you to allow Beloberg's legal system to be used during the trial -"

"Don't worry, we have no interest in destroying your laws." Orne put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, and spoke in a brisk tone as if he was discussing afternoon tea snacks. "But Commander Dino asked me to remind you: if the debate in the Tribunal lasts more than twelve hours, the fleet's hot drink reserves may not be enough to support the patience of the crew."

He turned and walked towards Funina, then suddenly turned back and added, "By the way, I suggest that residents stay away from the open square - the magnetic field of the Elemental Annihilation Cannon when it is charged may turn the snow into sharp ice crystals."

"There might be... well... a little mishap."

"If there are any problems, I'm afraid that's not what you and I want to see, right?"

When Bronya fell on the sofa, the fleet of warships outside the window was slowly adjusting its formation, and the blue searchlight cut out geometric patterns on the snow.

She took out the terminal and found that the communication with the Great Guardian had been disconnected. Instead, there was an emergency report from the Silver Mane Iron Guard: "There is a panic riot in the third district. The people are attacking the gates of the city wall, saying that 'alien civilization has invaded and Beloberg is going to perish'..."

San Yue Qi suddenly pointed out the window and exclaimed, "Look! The muzzle of that battleship is glowing!"

Finina looked in the direction of her finger and saw that the flagship's elemental annihilation cannon was emitting a soft blue light, like a giant open eye, overlooking the ant-like buildings on the snow.

Orne leaned over to the window and said, "Dino is really impatient. This is the pre-activation before charging. Miss Bronya, your courtroom should be ready half an hour in advance."

Bronya stood up and straightened the wrinkles on her uniform, and suddenly found that her palms were full of cold sweat.

She remembered the words about the law engraved on the oath wall at the Silvermane Guard headquarters: "Defend the laws of Beloberg until the last snowflake melts."

Facing the fleet of the original domain at this moment, she finally understood that the weight of some laws requires the survival of the entire civilization to weigh.

"Follow me." She took a deep breath, "The courtroom is on the third floor underground of Krippenburg. We will go through the secret passage." When she passed by Fininna, she suddenly stopped, "Miss Fininna, no matter what the result of the trial is, Beloberg..."

"I will take responsibility for my own choices." Furniture suddenly raised her head, the corners of her mouth curved with a hint of almost innocent tenderness, "But Mr. Orne is right, trial is not a punishment, it is to let the sun shine into the truth under the snow - even if this sun comes from the fleet of the original domain."

Ornn patted his notebook and put it back into his belt. "Don't worry, I will record the entire trial process to ensure that every clause complies with the Basic Law of Galactic Civilization."

"Of course, if your Great Guardian suddenly has a 'misunderstanding' in court..." He pointed to the muzzle of the cannon that was being charged outside the window, "Dino Old Pigeon's hot drink reserves are really running low."

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(The Basic Law of Galactic Civilization was constructed and issued by the Original Domain Star Palace and is applicable to all civilizations conquered and unconquered by the Original Domain)

(When the law cannot bring me the fairness and justice I want... sorry, my fists will take it all back! - Desales)