This time, Marlina, who was mentally prepared, did not retreat. She said earnestly, "The rules I follow are simply Mr. Ansel's wishes. I only know about this matter and do not have more information, so I have not understood the specific records. But I believe Mr. Ansel would not resort to private punishment out of mere dissatisfaction, even if he was only eleven years old at the time."
"So..." Nerilia's eyes narrowed slightly, "you think they should be judged by the law, not because you have faith in the law, but because you believe the master would do so?"
"Yes."
Hearing this unequivocal answer, Nerilia's cold expression seemed to soften a bit, but her voice remained indifferent: "That means you don't understand the master, but... I like that statement."
Marlina responded with a sweet smile: "It seems that in this regard, we share a common understanding, Ms. Nerilia."
