Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

I held my throat and put down a painful deputy, and turned to the woman.

Supported by a middle-aged woman, she said something, but she looks sad only with groans.

"Wait a minute."

Tell that to the woman, and I'll call Apopis.

"You detected the poison as soon as possible. Can this poison go away?

"Easy. Human Same, Breathing"

Probably as easy as breathing, Apopis wants to say.

After responding with such an unclear word, a purple, poisonous smoke gushed out of my bracelet and turned to the woman.

Apopis' serpent wand, like Leviathan's water demon sword, is freely altered in appearance volume and housed in my bracelet in a smaller state.

It feels like I just spit out "something" without putting it back to its original size.

"-!"

"Don't worry, I won't make it worse"

It's poisonous to see, purple smoke.

The woman who saw it tried to escape as a vic, a natural reaction.

I stopped it.

The woman got lost, but smoke possessed the woman faster than she could make the next decision.

Smoke enters through a woman's mouth and nose.

It was as if the woman inhaled it with all her might, and the smoke instantly, it all subsided in the woman's body.

Mumble, cough up.

And.

"... oh, I can talk"

"" "Oooh!!

When the woman's voice returned, those who heard voices in the crowd, around the front row, cheered in unison.

"I could burn your throat so much... how could you"

"I just neutralized the poison. I can't say I'm sick or anything, but I don't care if it's poison."

"Me, the god of poison"

Apopis said proudly in one word.

If it's poisonous, there's no better being than me, no matter what poison, but when I could control it, Apopis' confidence came straight to me as an emotion.

And I learned how to count on it.

"That's amazing. Hey, hey, now, how did you do it?

The "aunt" I gave to the table was surprised and impressed.

I ignored it and only talked to the woman because the story could be out of line when I was dating it.

"Now you can talk. Tell me why this happened. Is that a wrongful crime? I'll figure it out."

"... ugh"

The woman stared at me for a while and then spilled tears silently.

I thought you were going to be able to talk and sue for innocence, and it's a completely different course of action.

I was so confused.

But soon, I know what that reaction means.

"Lena... my daughter... I'm Lena's mother."

Spinned from a woman's mouth, a disjointed word.

Some imagination came to mind in my head when I picked up a fragmented keyword.

Twinkle your eyebrows and listen to that.

"Maybe you, the victim's mother"

……

The woman remained silent, but snorted.

At the next moment, the anger of the crowd reached its pinnacle.

"Oh, my God. It is!

"You're replacing the victim's mother with a death sentence!

"How far are you rotting!

There was a curse coming from over there.

I laughed with my nose, "Ha."

I was impressed in a way.

He protruded the victim's survivors into replacing the death penalty.

Exactly one stone and two birds - as bad as a chest.

More and more forgiving - thinking about that.

All sorts of things have been thrown in, skinning someone threw a glass of drinks into the deputy holding down his throat.

Like rain, all sorts of things were thrown into the table and poured down.

"Huh!"

Pull out Leviathan and cut it all off.

Burn down the slashed marks with Bahamut's flames.

I paid it all off without having to spare a few hundred flights.

"You, don't do it!

The "auntie" crushing the inspiring words was "auntie" after all, and somewhere swallowing even under this circumstance.

Ignore that, too, and I'll turn to the crowd.

"I won't allow private sentencing."

I let it go.

"You shelter him!

"Aren't you one of them after all!

Et cetera, all sorts of curses flew in, and the spearhead of anger turned to me this time.

How shall we cut through this, weaken Leviathan's intimidation and silence them all?

Look around.

The wild horses gathering in the square are numbering about a thousand.

Quite a few, but not impossible.

All right, then - I thought.

"Out of the way, clear the way!

"Open it or I'll arrest you!

From the crowd, I heard a wild voice.

It was a group of police officers dressed in regular clothes who broke the crowd and showed up.

The group came straight this way and went up to the platform one after the other.

What more changes, what do regular police officers do? and

The crowd went into condition mode with expectations slightly exceeding anger.

In the meantime, a man appeared from among the police officers.

The man who led the police officer was - Don.

Now you can say it's my stomach, Don Oates.

He'll stand in front of me. Nah.

"I apologize for the delay in the escort, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince"

Highly, I bowed my head on one knee.

At about the same time, all the police officers who brought them also bowed their heads.

Don said quite deliberately, "His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince," plainly.

To be heard around - to be made to listen.

The silence spreads like it hit the water.

About ten seconds later, kneeling as if someone remembered, nearly a thousand wild horses gathered around the square knelt one after another.

As people kneel down one after the other like waves, it's me and the other standing.

"Awesome..."

It was just a woman who was about to be wronged.

The woman eventually got her hem pulled by the "aunt," and panicked and knelt in the same way.

Nearly a thousand people were kneeling and standing alone, I ordered Don to do it again.

"Immediate arrest of Craig Hall. Keep your family under surveillance. If you can set up a replacement, you must mean a house with some assets. Once your sentence is confirmed, you will be confiscated again."

Remember Imperial Law in your head, while giving the heaviest judgment of the law.

In silence, my voice came through well.

It took more than a dozen seconds for the meaning of the judgment to penetrate - shortly after.

It boiled.

A cheer wrapped the square.

On the other hand, Don didn't move just to take orders.

I don't move on my knees in front of me.

"What's up?"

"I'm afraid I do. Earlier, Hall retired, but once climbed up to the Chancellor. Craig Hall was one of his grandchildren."

Don said that.

but my face looking up at me at close range had a flirtatious grin.

I'm telling you to stop. It's not your face or your tone.

Instead, it's an assist to me.

That's clever, while I think.

"So what?"

I pushed my voice to death and stared at Don deliberately.

"If you're retired, you're just a common man. Go."

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Don bowed his head again and ordered the police officer he had brought.

Some held deputies who were stunned as they were, some turned back the way they came and ran to catch the real killer Craig Hall.

"" "Oooh!!

The best cheer of the day boiled.

You're a judge of honor.

I can't say that much to the former Chancellor.

"His Royal Highness the Thirteenth is our lord."

"You've lifted the Appia tap up principally, and the trial's leaning on us."

It's amazing.

While the voice honors me.

The accidental death row replacement case I encountered came to a close.