I look at the guy and his eyes are shining yellow, like K'nor in the middle of the night. Is he trying to intimidate me or something?
"I see. In any case, we will now conduct a trial and judge whether you are a threat to humanity and our goddess or not."
"Where were you born precisely?"
As soon as he finishes speaking, the priest at the far left asks a question.
"Does it matter?" Why would he need to know where I was born?
After I answer, I hear William approaching me then striking my ribs with something, maybe the handle of his sword. Sorry, bud, it doesn't hurt. I barely flinch from his strike.
"Answer only and only the questions asked. There won't be a next time." Is he really trying to sound intimidating?
"Right."
"So?" The priest presses again for an answer.
"I was born here in Syldavie."
"Impossible. We have checked all records and there is no Dragonroad as a family name registered in Syldavie."
