Margli glanced curiously at the old witch, as if wondering how she'd ended up in a court battle.
In court, the mayor uttered angrily to the lawyers from Florcana, "Regardless of whether Prole was coerced or acted willingly, he initiated a coup on the spot and damaged the city hall of Parviga."
"He's the one who did it."
"He can't hide from it."
Little did he know that this was a trap set up by the two lawyers.
The lawyers from Florcana said: "Your Honour, you spoke exactly what we intended to express."
"However, if that's the case, according to the Rosmond Code of Ambros, the subordinate who started the rebellion only needs to be fined all of his property, stripped of all rights and banished from the Viscount Ambrose Country for life."
"Lord Prole's problem is that he is just a victim like everyone else…"
The mayor finally realized that he had fallen into a trap, sweat dripping down his forehead.
A discussion arose amongst the jury seated next to him.
