Strongest Necromancer System Chapter 795: I Did Nothing Wrong

"She stays."

Only two words were uttered, yet Jason delivered them with such unyielding certainty that a ripple of astonishment went through many council members! Jason's tone conveyed no sense of requesting permission; it was an absolute declaration that Gina would remain, irrespective of their wishes! Kalum and Rak’hael immediately leaned forward, their faces etched with displeasure, preparing to question Jason's audacity, but C’thlyanu intervened before the situation escalated.

"Gina Fey's presence will not materially affect the trial," C'thlyanu stated. "Furthermore, as she was involved in the preceding events, her testimony could offer crucial insights. Let us focus on the present matter. Kindly present the first case for deliberation."

C’thlyanu directed his final words to the official voice that had previously spoken, and it resonated once more.

[Regarding the case of Jason Marc versus the Primordial State, the initial matter for deliberation concerns the Machina Massacre. The presented account of events is as follows: On the sixth day subsequent to the Half-Blood Moon, Jason Marc, accompanied by an accomplice now identified as Gillian, the former Queen of the Vympire of Nox and bearing the title ’Blood Angel of the Battlefield’, arrived in Machina. Without provocation or justifiable cause, they initiated a series of assaults upon the populace, resulting in the demise of hundreds of millions. Survivor testimonies indicate that Jason Marc utilized his Necromatic abilities in conjunction with Gillian to ensure the maximum possible number of casualties. These actions contravene several clauses of the Primordial Treaty, including Article 5 of Section 12, which prohibits unwarranted invasion and murder; Article 4 of Section 23, forbidding military action against civilian populations; and Article 89 of Section 14, addressing the disobedience and assault of a governing world tasked with domain oversight. How does the defendant plead to these charges?]

All gazes immediately shifted back to Jason upon the conclusion of the statement! Every individual in the chamber understood that the litany of crimes laid against Jason was more than sufficient for a lifetime imprisonment. The mere act of attacking Machina would have warranted his pursuit and execution; the added civilian deaths solidified a guaranteed life sentence! A collective breath was held as they awaited any defense Jason might offer against such damning evidence. Jason, however, drew a calm breath and replied in a steady voice.

"I plead innocent. I did not commit these acts."

"YOU MURDERER! HOW DARE YOU STAND THERE AND LIE!?"

A furious voice erupted from behind Jason. Without turning, he recognized it as Sexes, who had risen in anger! Jason maintained his unruffled demeanor, allowing Sexes to be restrained before he addressed C’thlyanu, who, as a mass of purple gas, inquired.

"Did you just declare yourself innocent, Jason?"

"Yes, I did. I am confident this establishment possesses truth-detecting devices; you are welcome to verify my statement. I did not perpetrate these alleged crimes. While my physical form was involved, the actions were not my own."

A wave of hushed whispers spread through the hall as the attendees exchanged their thoughts. C’thlyanu raised his voice, urging calm before addressing Jason again.

"Then, who do you hold responsible for the committed transgressions?"

Jason glanced briefly at Hesabeth, who leaned back in her seat and offered a subtle nod of agreement. Jason then declared,

"All culpability rests with the former Queen of Nox, Gillian."

The murmurs within the hall intensified significantly upon hearing this, capturing the attention and igniting the curiosity of even the council members! While they had anticipated Jason might attempt to shift some responsibility for his alleged crimes, they never foresaw him aiming for a complete exoneration. The most unsettling aspect was that the council knew, with a chilling certainty, that Jason was speaking the truth. A mystical rune embedded in the trial hall's floor, designed to detect falsehoods directed at the council, had remained dormant throughout Jason's testimony. This indicated either his veracity or his unwavering conviction in his own narrative. Kalum, ruler of Getrine, one of the council members, leaned forward, his voice a low growl.

"And where is Gillian now, Jason Marc?"

Jason's response sent a jolt of astonishment through the entire assembly.

"Queen Gillian is deceased. I am the one who ended her life."

Calmly, Jason observed as the hall erupted once more into a cacophony of exclamations. He patiently awaited the storm to subside. He found their intense reactions rather perplexing; he was essentially attempting to place all culpability on Gillian while absolving himself. Despite the appearance of deception, the undeniable truth of his words rendered the council powerless to refute his claims.

Turning slightly to his left, Jason faced Val’kat, the goblin king, who then spoke. "Jason Marc, lend me your ear. My memory serves me well, and I recall that those bitten by Vympir typically become their thralls. Their consciousness vanishes, replaced by an alter ego utterly devoted to serving their Vympir masters. Tell me then, how could you have slain Gillian if she was your progenitor? Indeed. And if you were capable of killing her, does that not imply you were never under her control? Does it not signify that you were fully aware when you perpetrated the atrocities against the Machina?"

Silence descended upon the hall as all eyes fixed on Jason, awaiting his reply. Val’kat's questions were sharp and incisive. Jason remained quiet for a few moments, carefully assembling his thoughts before eventually responding.

"Yes, it is accurate that I possessed self-control when I killed Gillian. However, it is also true that Gillian commanded my body when the transgressions against the Machina occurred."

Val’kat leaned in closer. "And how could this possibly be? No, no, the Vympir toxin is not so feeble as to be suppressed at will."

"Well, I have only been a Vympir for a few days at this juncture. Therefore, I surmise you are far better equipped to address those inquiries than I am."

Val'kat's gaze sharpened at Jason's impudent retort. Jason then shifted his attention from Val'kat to Rak’hael, who proceeded to speak. A deep frown creased Rak’hael's brow, indicating her clear disapproval of Jason at that moment, and Jason could sense a palpable hostility radiating from her every word.