Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter 131: Ten years of community service [1]

The capital of the empire, Perias.

Abel Carriers returned, but the city was as usual. Normalizing Deliat was a huge achievement. Isn't this something that no administrator has ever been able to accomplish?

Despite such achievements, there was no welcoming ceremony or anything like that. That was why Duke Carrier returned so quietly.

But soon, the imperialist nobles began to stir.

"Have you heard that story?"

"What are you talking about?"

"They say the Imperial Divinity is being held by the Security Forces."

"If he's divine… that bastard from the Warren family? He may have been a bit retarded, but he's not a great man who would commit a sin."

"I heard he had a big accident this time."

"No, what on earth is going on that a nobleman was arrested by the police?"

"They attacked His Highness, the Duke of Carriers."

The nobleman's face turned pale as he listened to the story.

Even though he had a reputation as a traitor, committing such a terrible act was unimaginable. Another nobleman, who had been listening silently, asked a question.

"How injured is His Highness the Duke?"

"Hey, why are you saying such a thing? Isn't he the one who wiped out the northern tribes? Of course, he said he was fine this time too."

"So that means Trevor Warren lost."

"Probably so. What a shame. No one saw the match of the century."

"Win or lose, His Highness, the Duke of Carriers, had the upper hand in every way. But the detention by the security forces is taking longer."

"They're not really going to punish him, are they? They're both part of the Emperor's faction. Why don't they settle this through some sort of agreement?"

"If it's the unconventional behavior he's shown so far…"

The imperialist nobles were unable to continue speaking until the end. No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't figure out the answer. It's not like they went into Abel Carrier's mind or anything.

But just then, Earl Warren called the nobles together.

"Ah, you guys are here."

"Are you here? How are things going with your son?"

"That's why I came here to talk about it. There's going to be a military court in the end."

"That's fortunate. Who was the Chief Military Court Judge of the First Western Army Corps? He must have been lower in rank than that fellow Trevor."

"They say the case won't be transferred to you."

"So what happens then?"

"The Emperor himself will judge."

"Huh!"

Earl Warren's fellow nobles looked dizzy.

The emperor would only hold trials in cases as outrageous as treason. It had quite a strong political meaning. Wasn't this originally a system used to punish enemies?

"If we leave it like this, we're really going to be in big trouble."

"I'm already feeling intimidated by other noble factions, so how can this be?"

"No matter what happens, we have to stop it!"

The imperialist nobles shook off their seats and stood up in excitement. It seemed like they felt a sense of crisis that they had to do something.

But at that moment, someone asked a very important question.

"If we want to stop this trial, shouldn't we go see His Majesty the Emperor?"

"I guess so… Huh?"

"Okay, just a moment. I'll be back later. Something urgent just came to mind."

"It is possible to make a request to His Majesty. However, there are rules and procedures for everything. When you are ready, call me."

The fellow nobles who were planning to accompany Earl Warren disappeared in a hurry. It was like cockroaches scurrying away when you turn on the light.

Suddenly, anger appeared on Count Warren's face.

"Those damn bastards! Those guys who usually ask for a spot in the 1st Corps…!"

If the Emperor was offended, Trevor wouldn't be the only one in trouble.

But Earl Warren couldn't give up on his son.

Wasn't Trevor the key person who would make the family great again? Earl Warren gritted his teeth and walked forward.

* * *

"No, when did I ever want something like this?"

All that was needed was to give Trevor and the other knights an appropriate punishment. I didn't even have to do it myself. Anyway, that's something the military court will take care of.

All I have to do is hand over the information investigated by the police. But then, the Emperor immediately summoned Trevor Warren. So, this outrageous thing happened.

"I'm going to go back. What is this as soon as I get here?"

"I should have just sent them to the 1st Western Corps."

Cordell McNeill also looked troubled, as if he had not expected this result.

Even to that idiot, this situation didn't seem normal. Well, it's not like it's a huge incident, so why are you holding a trial?

In any case, since it had been decided from above, I had to go to the Emperor's court.

I'm both a victim and an important witness in this incident. I was planning to go home, rest comfortably, and take a look around the workplace.

From the start, the smell of disaster tickled my nose.

"Bring His Majesty the Emperor here!"

When I heard the chief's shout, I jumped up from my seat. Because being offended by that monster is tantamount to suicide.

We need to act quickly so that no one can find fault with us.

The Emperor glanced around the audience and then walked up to the podium. Normally, this would be my place, but today, that person was the judge.

"Okay, sit down."

As the Emperor waved his arms and chanted, the people quickly lowered their postures. It seemed like everyone had the same mindset as me. If you procrastinate and get caught, your life will be miserable.

"Whatever the verdict, please finish it quickly. Please."

I sat still, trying my best to hide my resigned expression.

Finally, the voice of Judge Josef Padilla, who sounded very nervous, was heard.

"I will now begin my report on the Carriers Duke raid incident."

As the trial proceedings progressed, the defendant's lawyer stood up with a grim expression on his face because it was everyone's turn to speak. But he couldn't open his mouth.

This was because the Emperor raised his right hand to stop the speech.

"No red tape, Trevor Warren."

"Yes? Yes! Your Majesty!" Enjoy new tales from M V L

"Do you admit your guilt?"

"… Of course. It was clearly my mistake for not being able to control my competitive spirit!"

He only said one word. Nevertheless, Trevor immediately admitted everything.

A confession obtained with only dignity was a method that would never work in a modern court. There is no criminal who would get caught up in such a trick, and it is also procedurally incorrect.

But here, that man's word is law.

No one can argue with that.