The next morning.

A trial of the royalists was held in the city square. According to custom, someone needed to serve as a lawyer for the royalists, but unsurprisingly, no one came to their defense. In addition, a great majority of Maren’s nobles and dignitaries were witnesses of yesterday’s incident. As such, the fates of the royalists were as good as decided.

“I sentence Sir Viol Shiranosa and the seven others to be imprisoned indefinitely with no parole, and for all of their properties and possessions to be confiscated!” The panel of judges, which consisted of Maren’s mayor, Jevin Evergrove, and Maren’s parish, came to an agreement with an iron fist.

“This is all a setup!”

“This was a trap! We were lured into a trap!” The royalists shouted desperately after falling from their positions overnight, but only the jeers of the citizens greeted them. Thus, the trial concluded in less than ten minutes, and Eugene had a brief conversation with Jevin before he returned to the Evergrove territory.

“I trust that you will keep your promise,” Eugene said.

“I swore on my honor and the honor of my family in front of all those people. You should know well how strong that shackle is, Sir Eugene.” Jevin responded bitterly. Even if he succeeded the county in the near future, yesterday’s oath would still be valid.

If he were to violate his promise, Jevin Evergrove would be ridiculed and criticized by all the attendees...