Chapter 69: The Card Game of Justice: 10

He turned sharply and looked at the table where the Scales of Justice had been.

The card rack, with its six emotion symbols all in place—a little askew.

But the scales are not there.

The lawyer at the end was a little relieved. The Scales of Justice is an important representative of the "Justice Card Game". Now that the scales have disappeared, it seems that the game is indeed over this time.

He made a slashing motion with one hand, and the angel-like ice sculpture broke through a slit in the center and split into two halves.

He waved his hand again, causing the local temperature to rise instantly, and the ice sculpture directly turned into water vapor.

The water vapor disperses.

A metal card appeared from it. The rest is empty.

I don't know where I'm going.

The end lawyer wants to see that card. Logically speaking, the card should have flown towards him as soon as this idea came to his mind.

The card did fly towards him. He stretched out his fingers to pinch it, but the card deftly bypassed him and rose into the sky above the square table.

From afar, I saw a big purple tongue dripping with water.

It's a [disgust] card.

Click.

The scales are not there. But he did hear the weights falling on the scales.

what happened?

"This card is a card from my emotional camp. It is played using the 'triggering loss value' method. Add points to your plate." A slow and leisurely voice sounded from an empty direction.

The voice once again regained the coldness of a dead heartbeat.

In Chaint's voice.

The terminal lawyer waved his hand fiercely in that direction. A long and deep crack was torn open in the space.

Ezhaint was not there.

"If you didn't have the home field advantage... my control of this space is no worse than yours." His voice seemed to be jumping back and forth in the air, and in a moment he was behind the lawyer at the finish line.

"oh?"

The lawyer at the end of the room turned around and tore open the space in that direction again - this time the space torn out was so thick that five or six rooms stacked on top of each other were torn apart. But the gap remained empty.

"Then why are you still here?" Lawyer Mingmin looked around, but still couldn't find Yi Chaint, and sneered.

"Don't you want to leave a long time ago? This is included in the three conditions. You can't leave here at all. You can't tell me that you are a soft-hearted ghost."

"Haha. Ahaha." Laughter.

The laughter repeated twice before I heard Yi Cha say

"That's because this is not a completely illusionary space. This space is based on certain rooms or one floor of the terminal office as the underlying structure, and then adheres to it... As I said, you have a home field advantage. "

He paused.

"You also came in through the door. If this space is really completely abstract, then why did you bother with this? I have to go through a real physical passage to leave. At first, I didn't know which one was the correct passage. …

As for why I don't leave now. The reason is simple I already won. "

His voice changed several places.

The lawyer at the terminal turned his head several times, and finally found Yi Cha sitting upright in his [Disgusted] seat, holding a scale high in his hand.

The scales of justice.

The little golden needle was definitely pointing this time.

The weight brought by the [Disgust] point just now lay obediently on the black weighing plate.

"Hmph. Where did the other points come from? Even if I really settle the result with you this time, it should be right. Plus you only have one point now."

The lawyer at the end of the line stared at Yi Cha, walked slowly to his [pleasure] seat, and sat down slowly.

"See for yourself." Icha said calmly.

The lawyer at the end of the line waved his hand, and the scales flew into the sky.

He glanced at it, put down the scale and said with a smile

"It turns out that the effect of my [surprise] point was cut in half... No, could it be that my 'Starry Sky on the First Night' was not up to standard?"

"qualified."

Icha said slowly. "This performance is very reasonable and can have enough effects. It is enough to pay for [the price event]."

"Oh." The lawyer at the terminal nodded artificially. "Then why are you making things difficult for me?"

"Why are you struggling?"

Icha spread his hands. "Since the weight has fallen, it means that I am right. Although you paid the [price event] and almost eliminated the emotional representatives of the [surprised] camp, you did not create enough correlation between the [event] and the [result] .

You sliced ​​him up in the first step of solidifying the twist space, so he didn't see anything. "

"Yes. I just want you to say this yourself."

The lawyer at the end laughed and pointed at the large bottle of food lying on the ground beside Cha's side.

The round head with an amplitude of 300 was cut into several neat slices and spread out like bread.

"You just said...your second 'placeholder' has lost his mind and cannot continue the game." The lawyer at the end said with a smile. "It doesn't matter if you get a point. I'm the one who wins."

"Let me think about how to say it."

He almost choked with laughter. "It's like you defeated your opponent in a fight for your life, only to find that you were already dead before entering the arena. By the way. Your ghost friend seems to be like this."

Yi Cha seemed a little surprised and looked at him quietly.

The lawyer at the end touched the table.

A thin metal page that was twice as thin as the Justice card and about three times as long and wide floated up and slid in front of Yi Cha.

"Sign it. That's good. I actually think it would be better if you didn't die. I don't like the value being wasted. It's really unethical." He said.

Yi Cha picked up the thin metal page, glanced at it, and said calmly

"I can't understand."

"Sorry. Forgot to undo 'Nightmare within a nightmare'."

The lawyer at the end clapped his hands. The air seemed to tremble in one direction at the same time. "alright."

Yi Cha looked at the thin metal page carefully for a moment and put it down.

Twisting his fingers, a shining silver quill appeared between his fingers.

He drew a few strokes on it, then threw the metal page over.

"Good. It's simple enough." The lawyer at the end of the line praised. Icha shrugged.

The end lawyer picked up the metal page.

Before he could look at it, the metal page folded in his hand and turned into the shape of a fire frog.

The fire frog stretched out his legs and jumped out of his hand, shouting as he jumped

"Thank you for the terminal office! Thank you for the terminal office!"

The terminal lawyer’s hands were frozen in the air and he didn’t speak for a long time.

"That's not funny," he said after a moment.

"I think so."

Isaac nodded. "But some guys might find it hilariously funny."

He stretched out his arm and lifted it into the air.

It was as if a layer of invisible material that was completely identical to the surrounding environment was peeled off from the sky - Ke Qier appeared in his seat.

He was looking at the frog and couldn't help laughing.

"How...how do you have time!"

The lawyer at the end almost stood up.

"I've been treating him." Yi Cha said. "After stealing some of your 'Angel's Blood'... the halftime celebration is really risky. When you see my body recovering, you should actually be alert."