“Your Majesty! Not long ago, Sir Morgan Louvre, the official successor to the Great Territory of Alice, passed away. Although it was a result of a duel, and even though he had committed an atrocious crime, he was still a knight of the empire and of Your Majesty. There is only one person in the world who could decide his fate, isn’t that so, Your Majesty? Would you not say so, everyone?”

After speaking passionately, Viscount Ayla slowly looked around the hall.

Viscount Gillie Ayla was quite reputable in the noble world. He was a skilled knight, he had good looks, and he was eloquent in his speech as well. Most importantly, even though he was in his early 30s, he was still single, so there were quite a few ladies of all ages who had their eyes on him. 

The effect was great when he spoke to the matter with such passion, his eyes turning red with tears as he immersed himself in his speech. 

“But…!”

After confirming the reactions of the nobles, he suddenly turned his head towards a certain someone. Following suit, the eyes of the other nobles in the Lion Hall turned as well.

Ayla raised his finger and pointed at the other person and raised his voice, though the other person remained emotionless and unshaken. 

“Without Your Majesty’s royal permission! The Duke of Pendragon has acted on his own and judged before killing one of the empire’s knights!”

A flame of murmur slowly spread amongst the nobles. 

Of course, everyone already knew about the incident with the Alice Territory’s heir, but it...