I Will Be The New Me
CHAPTER 52 JUDGMENT (1)

Rupert put Quinn and Cleo's body to sleep in the patient's bed in the second-floor room. There Vivy greeted her friend with a raging feeling, her body sagging as she looked at Quinn's pale face. He immediately grasped the hand of his dream savior "Lady Quinn, do you need to take this medicine?" ask her worriedly.

"No. I will recover soon. Give Cleo the medicine so that her body can detoxify the poison."

"All right."

Quinn refused to lie down, so she decided to sit down and look at Cleo, who had fallen asleep on the bed next to her. "He was brave."

Rupert crouched down beside Quinn's body, "Lady, why are you so desperate to do this?"

"Raiden's goal coming tonight was to reject the trial with me as his witness and plan to raid Uncle using his army, he'll take over all my hard work. So, I need to do this because Raiden still needs me."

Raiden who thought Quinn was in danger must have been furious, so he lost his mind and would automatically leave the case entirely to Quinn. Quinn's estimate is accurate. Raiden must have panicked, fearing that his life goals would not be achieved.

"Mr Rupert. You've taken them all away, haven't you?"

"It has. They're already with the Baron."

"After Cleo came to her senses, you all left this place. Raiden will find me wherever I am. While I was still in Ethereal he would come to me despite having to travel around the country."

That was his obsession with my power...

Raiden and his army searched into the forest that the servants showed. "Your Majesty, it seems that this carriage has been attacked by a group of robbers. There's no body of Lady Quinn and that waitress, the casket is empty."

"Get in all directions."

After all of them split up and leaving Jean with her, Raiden called out to his herd of red butterflies. Jean narrowed because the flapping wings of the butterflies were clustered to cover his view. One of them perched on Raiden's finger, "Find Quinn for me."

The butterfly spread out in all directions. Then one of them flew around on top of Raiden's head as if reporting to his master that he had found Quinn's location.

"Come there, Jean."

Raiden spurs his horse quickly through the Verenity forest only to find Quinn. Since coming to the forest he already knew that his target girl was still alive, but because she was not within his sight range made Raiden uneasy.

"Your Majesty, there is a house at the foot of the mountain!" said Jean to tell.

"There Quinn seems to be."

Jean kicked the door so hard that one of the door hinges nearly dislodged. The big house looked empty, but clean. Raiden immediately eliminated his butterfly and ran towards the second floor.

As soon as the door opened, Quinn sat down and hugged her knees on the bed. The girl raised her face to see who was coming.

Grebs

Raiden hugged Quinn's thin body tightly as he sighed "finally met too, too" he muttered in relief. Raiden checked Quinn's entire body to confirm something, "I knew you must be hiding somewhere safe. Is anyone still sick?" raiden asked as he gently stroked Quinn's top of the head, "i heard that person poisoned you. I didn't think he was that bad. I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you needed me."

Quinn remained silent and looked only at the affectionate and caring look that had once fooled her. Raiden holds Quinn's body in bridal style. "Let's go back to my palace, Quinn. There you'll be safe and I've prepared a special room for you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring a horse carriage with me. I'll take the horse slowly so you're comfortable."

After raising Quinn to his horse, Raiden checked the girl's leg to check if there were any injuries or anything like that. "You'll be safer if you stay in the palace, I'll reason to protect the witness."

Quinn smiled faintly "Thank you for your concern. I had no intention of delaying the trial even though I had just returned. Can you hold the hearing tomorrow?"

"Hahaha you're really impatient. Are you afraid I'll take your services? I've already made an announcement that you're going to be the whistleblower."

"Good to hear. I just had no intention of making my uncle linger in jail, that place was still too luxurious for him."

Raiden smiled broadly at Quinn's words, "you seem so eager to end your uncle's life, I think we're the same." Seeing Quinn's ruthless side instantly made his heart somehow beat faster.

Arriving at the palace, Quinn only found out with the intention of 'special room' that Raiden had mentioned. Apparently he accidentally put Quinn's room right in front of his room, "luckily I'm asking for a hearing to be done tomorrow, otherwise he could casually barge in here." his mind was relieved.

"I need to inform them of tomorrow's trial. You rest here. Oh, I've called the waiter to help you here."

The door had not been closed perfectly, someone returned to enter carelessly to make Quinn who was about to walk towards the balcony so turned to see who had originally entered the palace room.

Quinn's eyes rounded in shock at Savero's hunting breath, the man with his puffy eyes unable to hold back tears when he saw Quinn standing in front of him and looking fine. "Quinn...!" Savero clenched tightly his daughter's body reluctant to loosen the slightest hug as if he took it off then the princess would disappear from his sight. "Thank God, you're alive..." Savero thinks he's going to lose another loved one besides Sirena.

I can cry apparently. What makes a man like me Daddy feel this way?

"Dad, tightness. I can't breathe."

"sorry. The palace doctor will be here soon. You better not move too much."

You're always late until I'm used to not having parents.

Quinn ignored advice from her father to open the balcony door for more air to enter. "Why did you come here? you must have some important business, right?" Savero nodded small. He could not that his heart was currently throbbing pain, but he could not blame anyone for Quinn's coldness as he was the one who indirectly taught the girl how to ignore the family members himself.

"Your grandfather sent this for evidence reinforcement. He can't be present at the trial, but he wishes you'd done your best to avenge Vincent."

Savero offered a plastic clip containing the emblems of the Vincent family and also Penelope's hairpin. "It's..." Quinn pretended not to understand.

"It was found in the bodies of your assailants on the night of the Prince's birthday party. May you succeed, I will always support you. Have a good rest." Savero left the room with a sad face.

"Pff! hahaha, still no one realized that the one who put the emblem there was me? it's the same that they helped me carry false evidence," Quinn wiped away her flowing tears, "a very funny item. Raiden won't do anything about it either, even if he knows I'm making false evidence."

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The day of the special session has begun. The courtroom has been filled by people from various regions as observers of the event, most of the ordinary people were from the city of Verenity because they received an invitation from the court. For those who can not see the court waiting until it meets a small street in front of the court building.

Although they cannot enter, they still want to see firsthand what the end will be because instinctively people know, whatever the results of today's trial will make an important line in the long history of the kingdom.

The three main suspects, Viscount Vincent van Marchetti, Marquess Benedetti, and Countess Herrera, have been dragged in along with their co-workers in disrupting war funds. They looked extremely shabby and messy, their clothes also had blood spots of torture marks.

The few nobles who could join in as observers began to whisper.

"Why are so many people from the next town?"

"You forgot? Viscount Marchetti and his accomplice are from Verenity."

"I didn't expect him to actually have such a bad nature."

"I think it's just a rumor because there's a person who wants to pit Viscount Marchetti and Count Shuvillian. You know Count Shuvillian's more successful and stable than he is?"

"I've also heard rumors that he likes to be violent."

"Yes, he's having a bad temper."

"How could he try to kill his own nephew?"

"Shhh, quiet!"

Those who were engrossed in gossiping immediately silenced their mouths the moment they saw Savero coming along with Killian. They both sit in the front row of observers as part of the Vincent family. Two minutes later, Raiden came into the room.

Quinn entered the room elegantly. He did not— more precisely has not cared about the various meanings of the gazes of the humans present in the room and stood on a simple pulpit with a pile of report data.

The hammering of the judge signifies that the trial will begin. "The trial this time was held by order of the palace to uphold justice. All jurors, observers, suspects and whistleblowers have been present. Then with this, a special trial will begin." The judge knocked the hammer back.

Quinn glanced at Vincent who kept his head down avoiding looking at him. Seeing the haughty and rude man helplessly made Quinn almost laugh out loud.

"Look at her appearance which was full of dust and many scars. He must have suffered greatly for the man who since childhood lived easy and lavishly. Moreover, he had to appear so in front of his own enemy." Quinn poked her lips withholding laughter behind her palm that was fortifying her mouth.

"Lady Quinn de Alger Shuvillian, please convey the contents of the application you report before His Highness the Crown Prince and the people." the judge asked.

Quinn glanced back to see the reactions of the audience. Their eyes stared at him sharply, their ears were ready to hear everything Quinn was going to say, and their brains were already recording all the commotion that Quinn was going to make.

Quinn bowed in homage with her hands in front of her chest, "His Highness the Crown Prince, the Honorable Judge, and all the beloved people, 'Quinn de Alger Shuvillian will kill his own uncle and destroy the land'. That's the sound of the Word circulating."

Christian was surprised that Quinn had heard the rumor when in reality the Word of God did not sound like it, while the other four Christian friends seemed ordinary because not all of the temple residents were told about the truth of the contents of the Word of God.

"But just so you know, it's not the real Word. The word that spread was an engineered rumor. The true Word of God reads like this...'Someone closest to the Ethereal heart will destroy the kingdom'. I attach the temple's testimony as proof."

The judge who had received a copy of the report nodded lightly, "it's been confirmed."

"What?!"

The room rumbled filled with the sound of the shock of the people who had already trusted the Word of God engineered from Quinn himself. From the beginning Quinn deliberately made the Word to trap Vincent into another criminal act so that he could easily lure Raiden to sniff out Quinn's covert intentions. Fortunately it worked. If only the temple had revealed the original sound of the Word of God in order to clear up misunderstandings, Quinn might not have been able to ask for a trial to be held in the near future.

The sound of the verse that has been engineered more impact than spreading the original sound. As the Great Priestess feared, the public began to panic and again make rumors that would harm the name of Raiden.

"How could he know the original sound of the Word of God? it seems I need to remove the irresponsible person from the temple." murmured Christian. Iris onyx looked around. The situation went awry, "Lady, I hope you can ease this mess."

Quinn turned her back to the judge and looked towards the observers of the trial. "Calm down! You all must be very confused, I also understand because I am as confused as you. I who do not know anything become much looked upon badly by people. I became very disturbed by the spread of false news."

The beautiful girl stared at the suspects' table, "was I really that vile and ungodly child that could take the life of my own uncle? I really have no such intention!am I really destined to destroy this country I love with my own hands?" with his words, Quinn began to attract the sympathy of the listeners.

Killian clenched her hands tightly, "she's very smart," she said as if she could clearly see Quinn's ingenious act in herding opinions.

The elder brother of Killian then pointed to the table of the suspects so that all the people, especially the ranks of the nobles present, focused on the perpetrators of vile acts. "People close to the heart of Ethereal, the privileged nobleman close to the Ethereal court, are betraying and committing crimes that could destroy the country."

The five suspects, especially the three great nobles, immediately gave a start, "What...?" those who know nothing of the Word suddenly have an abundance of false statements.

Observers stiffened, they stared at the suspects with mixed gazes, but the point was that they started to get angry.

"They are the ones who are trying so that I who happen to know their crimes do not report to the wife! they deliberately spread false Word to attack me. Not satisfied with spreading rumors, they teamed up to kidnap me! even my dearly beloved uncle poisoned my food to the point of almost dying. Had His Highness the Crown Prince not protected me, maybe I wouldn't be able to stand here now."

Raiden grinned happily at Quinn who was revealing the contents of her report.

Quinn sobbed, his tears coming down. His face that made the people who were watching carried away, "my heart was already hurt by having to send my own uncle to the pole. Does it have to be made even more painful by using it?"

Savero did not give up his eyes on Vincent, who clearly did not accept Quinn's statement. While Killian was gawking at the coolness, "the acting was amazing, I was almost fooled. If Penelope sees him, she'll probably get hurt more by Quinn's actions."

Brak!

Marquess Benedetti pounded the table with both hands firmly tied by the mine. Both of his eyes were filled with anger "His Majesty the Judge! the whistleblower is now drawing sympathy and straying from the core of the matter! He told all those lies only to make our punishment even more severe! please reconsider fairly, Your Highness the Judge!"

"Hmm. the suspect is expected to calm down. You haven't been allowed to talk."

"What?!"

Marquess Benedetti then looked up at the throne seat, "His Highness the Crown Prince!" he tried to ask her for justice.

Raiden smiled casually as he hung his chin, "Hm? I don't know why you saw me. Marquess, I came as just one of the observers."

The listening bench was silent again as Julien sitting in the front row of the observation chair raised his hand suddenly. "Yes, please Mr. Baron Julien Bianchi speaks."

Julien then stood up from his chair, "I have listened to the plea that Lady Quinn made. If concluded, the high nobles who were given direct trust by the palace committed crimes that made the Gods lower their Firm. But they just distort the facts and make false words so that people blame Lady Quinn."

Julien moved ahead of Quinn, "there was one question that stuck with me about this. Maybe everyone present here thought the same thing. After all, you are still the family of one of the suspects, then can you guarantee that you and your other family members are 'clean'? what if it turns out that your other family members have also learned of the crimes Viscount Marchetti committed and tried to cover everything up all this time."

Quinn grinned thinly. This was all planned. He tells Julien to strengthen his argument by asking questions that seem to be defending society.