Chapter 275: Chapter 275

The fact that Eleonora Asil was alive and breathing was undoubtedly a piece of confidential information.

The story of how she had unfortunately left this world after suffering an unidentifiable disease had already circulated in the newspaper this morning. But that alone was, of course, not enough.

“Outside the space that I allowed, speaking of Eleonora Asil is strictly prohibited.”

At the same time as Noah said that, golden magic began to surround the edge of the courtroom like a band. It was a spell that forced people to keep silent about what was happening here. This was all to prevent Adrian from learning that Eleonora was still alive, resulting in him causing a commotion again.

But Eleonora, too, had to stand in the courtroom.

Kyle wrinkled his face disgustingly when he saw Eleonora’s peach-colored hair fluttering at the courtroom entrance. Noah hurriedly said as soon as she saw his hand drop to his holster, “I've taken some action in the process of suppressing Eleonora. Right? ‘Answer,’ Ellie.”

“…right.”

Eleonora’s expression was penetrating as much as Kyle’s expression was. However, she gave a regular answer with steady eyes.

“You agree to obey me, Muell, and Laurent Protection Bureau, right? ‘Answer’.”

“…r… right.”

“Come over here and sit in the defendant’s seat.”

The emperor and the aristocrats were now trading puzzled looks back and forth between Eleonora and Noah, so much that you could hear their eyeballs rolling. It was understandable what they were thinking: how it must be strange that this witch, who had all kinds of temper and evil acts every time she was brought to the courtroom, was obedient.

“The list of Eleonora Asil's crimes is so long that it hurts to read them. I won’t check them again. For now, there’s still a lot left to do, so I hope to give you your sentence and wrap up the trial. Do you agree?

Noah decided that silence was a sign of yes.

Eleonora’s sentence had been decided much quicker than Adrian’s. Noah continued to spew out line after line.

“First, it’s obvious we talk about returning all your wealth to society. The Tauren Industrial Zone and Harrell’s lab under Baroness Asil’s name, Tezeba's lab, and all other designs she has produced over the past 15 years, including the patents, have been returned to the Imperial Ministry of Magic.”

“Crazy b*tch…”

Eleonora quietly mumbled a slew of curse words. Kyle reacted before Noah could recite the manual to shut her mouth. With a clinking sound, a swift, dark blue gun was pointed at Eleonora's temple. Kyle rarely used abusive language with the honorifics removed.

“Shut up. How dare you curse someone?”

He squeezed his pointer finger harder on the trigger. While Noah thought there was no way Kyle would actually do it, she was on pins and needles that he might blow Eleonora’s brain to smithereens. Noah refused to witness the sight of someone’s head being blown off in front of her. She quickly continued.

"In addition to that, I want the defendant to be sentenced to life in prison. I want her to be thoroughly isolated from Laurent's society. So I’ve thought it over, and there is a prison in the southwestern waters of Laurent, in the Great Empire Mewitt. Wouldn't the combined number of previous convictions and sentences that Eleonora Asil has avoided be able to meet the minimum imprisonment conditions?”

“Richelli International Maritime Prison?”

“Yes, that’s it. And if there is a blueprint she produced during her sentence, I hope the Imperial Ministry of Magic will retrieve it immediately.”

Frankly, Noah couldn’t deny that Eleonora was a genius who would appear once a thousand years.

Judging from that narcissist's deeds, she won't be able to stop inventing something until she is breathless, so it's beneficial for Laurent to lock her up forever and take away the ideas in her great head.

Kyle, who finished grasping for a moment, echoed Noah’s words. “Maritime prison. Seven years ago, the defendant participated in the blueprint drawing of that prison. In many ways, it’s the perfect sentence for her.”

“G-G-General…”

“If so, first, we can put her in custody in the underground cell of the Protection Bureau’s jail, and at the continental conference next year, we post her disposition agenda,” continued Noah.

With that, every discussion was ended swiftly. Clack. Clack. Clack.

Eleonora wasn’t the only one who was deathly blanched. The sound that decided the rest of Eleonora’s life echoed loudly in the courtroom. Evidently, she couldn’t believe how the situation had turned out.

However, her knight in shining armor, Adrian, was nowhere to be found. Because he was no different from something, she tossed him away. In the end, she’d fallen into a trap that she’d set herself in the future.

Noah cold-heartedly shifted her eyes from her. Kyle approached her and, with rough movements, secured the chain on her handcuffs. It was shabby considering the words of a rare criminal who had avoided the Protection Bureau’s investigation network 15 times.

“Then I shall officially terminate the replica project.”

No one objected. The sound of the gavel echoed in the room again. Clack. Clack. Clack.

“Now… is it done,” asked the emperor, trembling like a tree in the wind. Noah shook her head as she flipped one more page of the documents.

“No way. This is just the beginning.”

“Just the beginning… of what?”

“I have a few things I want to suggest to Laurent imperial family, and while we’re gathered here like this today, I think it’ll be best to say it all at once.”

The emperor, ministers of each ministry, aristocrats, and even the middle class of Laurent, were influential enough to win seats in each region. It's a hundred times better to take the time to gather these people when you have a chance. On top of that, Noah didn’t have the time to wait for them anymore.

“Muell, can you bring out the documents and ‘that thing’ I told you to bring?”

“Yesss!”

Muell smiled brightly as he opened the subspace with his two hands. The last time Noah was excavating Eleonora's body, which had been splayed out under a pile of magic stones, the area was divided and well organized, so there was no flood of seawater.