Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"… No way!"

As soon as the aristocracy was finished, several sinners, including Viscount Merriart, fell to the ground. They had been hoping for a little but realized that it was a trap, not a hole to escape.

"Urgh…!"

Viscount Merriart had a grotesque groan, realizing that Vika had deceived him again, and he did not ask about his sentence, as if he had lost all his will. The nobleman, who looked down at him with cold eyes, looked at the sinners who were in a panic and said, "Next!"

Since the first sentence was a beheading, the other noblemen waited for their turn while feeling nervous and trembling out of fear. And whenever their names were called, they would faint. The eyes and mouth of the nobleman were ruthless.

He sentenced a beheading without mercy on anyone in succession, and he finally came to Mielle.

"Sinner, Roscent Mielle."

Mielle, who had been called by her name, took Cain by the arm in surprise. Her trembling appearance was pitiful. Mielle turned to stare at Aria before she was sentenced. Like those who had been sentenced to death, she was afraid that she would be betrayed.

"Since you are young and did not do any serious treason that would harm the empire, I sentence you to fifty years in prison."

'Fifty years in prison?' It was lighter than beheading, but it was the same since she could not leave prison for life. After being imprisoned in a short period of time, Mielle realized that she would not last fifty years in there.

It was difficult to spend some time in prison even when she was a noble. She would definitely not survive there as a commoner. She thought that not only her body would rot but also be mentally devastated, and she would go crazy. She would rather die.

'You said you'd save me! You said you'd save me! Why do you let me spend fifty years in prison? You're trying to imitate a saint by just letting me live!'

Mielle was about to curse Aria, who had put her in hell, with resentment, but the aristocrat did not move and said again, "However, the petitioner's plea and the contents of the petition were very legitimate, and we shall make an exception. If she is willing to be monitored all the time, she can leave the prison. If she tries to escape, she will be executed immediately."

"...!"

'What is that... sound?' Mielle, who could not understand except that she could get out of prison, stared at her brother Cain for an answer.

Cain had been holding his hard expression, but now, there was a smile on his face.

"Brother, what does that mean…?"

"Aria must have helped you as promised, and if you were with her, you could get out of jail. It means you could live a life as you have been if you stick with Aria."

Cain's eyes turned to Aria, and he expressed his utmost gratitude to her.

'Really? Is that what it really means? Did Aria really helped me, unlike Vika who betrayed the others?'

"Aria must have submitted the petition."

"Yes. Aria is the only one who can help that wicked b*tch as the Roscent family has been broken up and scattered."

"Oh, my God! She is so kind."

"But is it all right if Lady Aria does good for such a wicked b*tch like this?"

"Well, wouldn't Lady Aria make her a normal person?"

All the watchers were making fun of Mielle, guessing, and the sinners envied her.

After confirming all of this situation, Mielle was barely convinced because of her incompetence and looked back at Aria, who had saved her life. Aria's face, smiling brightly as she was satisfied, was filled with pureness and with no malice.

'Why did I want to hurt such a good woman?' Her eyes filled with tears of regret and joy, and it was very warm and transparent tears. It was like Aria's goodwill.

"Sinner, Roscent Cain."

The next was Cain. He was close to Mielle's side, so it was enough to turn his head. He was there with Mielle, who had Aria's help, so Cain's face was not dark either.

Rather, his face seemed bright. He might be thinking that he could be saved, too. It was plausible because his lawyer, Lier, had been in and out of prison several times.

"You are going to be beheaded."

What fell to him was a beheading. Cain's eyes were fixed, unbelieving. 'Why? My lawyer has destroyed the evidence with all his effort, so why?'

"No way! Brother!"

Mielle, who was relieved since she avoided a beheading, took Cain by the arm in surprise, and his face turned pale as if he was about to faint.

"Why did you change your mind now?" Carin asked Aria in a very low voice as she looked at Cain's pale face.

Aria replied as if she was very happy. "I think that with losing all her family, Mielle would be crazy, and I wouldn't be able to achieve what I want, and if Cain were alive, I might have used him somewhere."

"... My God, how did I give birth to this scary child? I am cold-hearted, but I'm not as hard as you are."

She glanced at Chloe, who was seated beside Lohan, admiring her, because Aria didn't look like her, and Chloe was the one left to resemble.

Of all occasion, Chloe was looking at her, and he met her eye. Carin looked at him with a bad intention, but Chloe smiled as he was so happy, and she looked away while pouting her lips a bit.

At the same time, the aristocrat had a sentence that was not yet finished. "In fact, it is appropriate, but according to the documents submitted by the lawyer, there is a reason to reduce the sentence, so I sentence you to life imprisonment. You will be a servant of the Imperial Castle, considering that you have a sick, single father and a sister who would live the same prison sentence."

The aristocrat, who had finished the sentence, turned away without hesitation. Although it was not a decapitation, Cain sank down on the ground with a devastating face because of the disastrous sentence he got even after hiring the best lawyer in the empire. And there was something strange about the sentence... 'A single father? Why did he address my father as single?'

"Brother, I'm glad you are saved…" Mielle, who did not know what Cain is thinking, tried to comfort him, looking relieved that her only brother was not dead.

Cain, who had been comforted by Mielle, furrowed his forehead. He thought for a moment and asked her,

"Why, why did he called our father single?"

"… Yes?"

"He said they had considered I had a sick single father!"

"… Did he say that?" Mielle, who had forgotten the nobleman's words in the joy that Cain was alive, asked back, blinking.

Cain looked back at Aria and Carin, where he was faced with a bright smile that greeted him. The smile that he could not understand made him confused. 'What is going on?'

"I'm glad you're alive, anyway. Look, we're the only two who have survived here."

Mielle raised her voice with joy, and it caught the sinners' fierce gaze. Naturally, those looks were not of joy because she had expressed that she was pleased to survive alone in front of people that were being sentenced to death.

However, Mielle did not conceal her joy by facing all sorts of looks gallantly as if she had decided to trust Aria, who had saved her, and to abandon them, who had been praising her.

"How could she…"

"I didn't know her bad temper at all…"

"How could such a bitch survive and I…! No matter how young she is… Oh, I really haven't helped much!"

The knights used force to keep the screaming sinners quiet.

But to the sinners who were about to die, the knights were no longer fearful; some sinners rushed to Mielle, saying that if they were to die, they would die with her.

"Yaaah!"

"Stop it!"

But their attempt was overpowered by the knights easily that the sinners with the broken arm and broken leg fell to the ground, and Mielle shivered in Cain's arms.

"It's a terrible sight. I doubt that they were the nobles of the empire until not long ago."

Asher watched this and clicked his tongue. Then, he leaped from his seat as if he could no longer watch this mess and came up to the sinners. "I'm tired of watching you explain the same things to them because you're all going to give the same sentence."

Asher looked really bored as he said so because the nobleman would continue to sentence a beheading. Asher held out his hand to the aristocrat who was sentencing.