After all this, he turned around silently and prepared to leave.

Outside the courtyard, densely packed guards were already standing.

That's the local lord's guard.

"Mr. Thorin."

In the hall, the Sheriff looked at Yamu in front of him with an ugly expression on his face: "Someone has accused you of brutally killing three gentlemen, including Mr. Derry. Is that true?"

"yes."

"Then do you have anything else you want to say?"

The Sheriff looked at Yamu in front of him, his brows moving constantly, giving hints.

This is a small town court. As long as Yamu is willing to bow his head, make a proper statement, or even directly say that he is drunk, he can find a way to give Yamu a lighter sentence as much as possible.

Even if he cannot be acquitted directly in front of so many people, it is still the same if he is given a lighter trial first and then finds an excuse to release him.

"Anything else you want to say?"

Yamu pondered for a moment, then shook his head, looked to the side and said, "No more."

In the distance, the old priest James looked sad.

He looked at Yamu and wanted to say something, but in the end he just opened his mouth.

However, the relatives of the three young men shouted loudly and their curses were quite unpleasant.

But as Yamu turned around and glanced there, all their voices stopped.

Blessed by divine power, his gaze seemed to exude a majesty that was far beyond what ordinary people could bear.
Chapter completed!