Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

"Haa!"

For a moment, I let out a hollow laugh.

Even though I haven't even left yet.

Everyone was watching the stage, so they must have seen my expression. No one said anything. Because everyone must have been feeling uncomfortable with that rotten attitude.

"Let's go now, Your Honor."

"Phew! Let's do that."

At the urging of Judge Emir, I took heavy steps. I had a feeling that something really annoying was going to happen.

Ominous feelings always hit you in the back of the head.

As I was preparing to leave the mansion again, I received a visit from someone. It was Judge Colund Emir who was to preside over the court for the time being.

The news he told me was quite shocking.

"So Skyler was released?"

"Yes, that's right."

It was ridiculous.

The Correctional Service was clearly a court-affiliated unit, subordinate to the Chief Justice.

But They're releasing him without my order?

Somehow, even though I punished the villain, there was no reward at all.

"Huh! How is it?"

"That is…"

The Emir hesitated with an apologetic expression. It seemed like it was going to be quite a bit of awkward content.

"It's okay, feel free to talk."

"The noble Giovanni faction launched a support offensive. That's why Viscount Holt Almeida seems to have taken action."

"Is the head of the correctional headquarters a member of your party?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Did these come together as a group?"

Skyler Sierra was more evil than Braden Alonzo.

First of all, the scale of the crime itself was absurdly large. It was an issue that could even cause diplomatic problems.

Not only Princess Justia, but also the noble ladies of the western small countries were affected.

They're not going to punish that rotten guy?

What will become of the empire's honor?

'Not only will it fall to the ground, it will also go underground.'

The moment I thought about that, a question arose.

"What did the Duchy of Crawford and the Western Nations Alliance say?"

"Surprisingly, there is no protest at all. It's as if nothing happened."

"I guess they threw some kind of reward to keep their mouth shut?"

"Ahem!"

Instead of answering, the Emir simply coughed. Of course, you don't want to say out loud that you bought and sold justice with money.

'By the way, this is crazy. Sierra and Giovanni are holding hands?'

The aristocrats of the empire were a race known for their mad fighting.

Of course, I'm not saying there will be a fight in Congress.

It was a story about a war of words between them trying to bring each other down.

When you argue, the emotional rift tends to deepen. It was a group with such bad relations that even the relationship between them was meaningless.

But why are they cooperating so drastically?

"How could that happen if there wasn't a common enemy?"

The moment I blurted out a word, I felt a subtle gaze from somewhere.

That was why Judge Emir looked at me with meaningful eyes. I shrugged my shoulders slightly.

"Why? Is there something on my face?"

"Here we are. Our common enemy."

"Ah?"

I forgot.

I'm talking about the past when I excitedly played with two noble factions. No, but it's not like I did that on purpose.

Who wants to commit a crime?

Why are they making a fuss at me when he did something wrong?

'Of course, if you approach it this way, you'll end up with neither food nor death.'

These are the guys who used tricks to get a criminal sentenced to 20 years in prison out of prison.

There's no way he has any common sense in his head. Beasts have their own way of communicating.

"I guess I should set an example."

"By now, the release process should be almost complete."

"Let's go to the correctional headquarters."

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"There's no plan. I just need to see what this crazy thing is all about."

Once the process was complete, there was no way to reverse it. In this state, there is no choice but to reveal Skyler's additional crimes and arrest him again.

But what difference would that make?

It's obvious that Viscount Almeida will let him go again.

'I need to replace the head of the correction headquarters with my own people.'

Of course, that wasn't something that could be done right away. Because the appointment of the director is the emperor's job.

'Why don't I take this opportunity to go to the palace and mobilize my great cousin?'

That thought occurred to me for a moment, but I quickly shook my head.

Why did the Emperor entrust me with the position of Supreme Judge in the first place? Visit our site at m-vl-em-pyr

It meant to establish justice without yielding to external pressure. But they're running away because I can't solve one thing like this?

'He might tease me, saying that I've lost my utility.'

Besides, asking for something itself was difficult. What do you want to hear from that stone-faced, iron-blooded emperor?

I sat in the carriage, trying to sort out my complicated thoughts. But the discomfort did not go away. This is the first time that a ruling has not been accepted.

"We have arrived, Your Majesty."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

As soon as I said hello to the groom, I ran to the main gate of the correctional headquarters.

If the release process hadn't been completed, it seemed possible to stop it.

At least give Viscount Holt Almeida a shout-out. But, contrary to my hasty mind, everything was already over.

Thud! Thud!

Because our fat golden boy, Skyler Sierra, was walking out. When I came face to face with him, I stood still. Soon Skyler began to grumble, his signature rotten smile on his face.

"This is what happens when you blindly cry out for justice. Are you living alone in this world?"

Getting lectured by such a psychopath was something I've only seen in my lifetime.

Maybe because i was so angry, even the servant who followed me around was an eyesore.

Hurrruk!

A red flame instantly covered my entire body.

『The Beast's Heart Activates』

"I will definitely beat you to death."

Kwaaaaang―!