The trial date approached in an instant.
Because this was a case with so much evidence and so many witnesses, there was no need to conduct a lengthy investigation. Besides, Hugo Yates had also admitted everything—with an arrogant expression.
"Man, I really am a crazy person."
It's as if he's saying, *"If I admit it, what's the point?"* I guess he believes in his position and strong support. Naturally, the investigation went back to the drawing board, and the Marquis of Yeats became more and more elated.
During that time, I received a visit from someone.
"It's been a while, Your Highness the Duke of Carriers."
"Nice to meet you, Marquis Gilmore."
I stood up and greeted him politely. Marquis Gilmore was the Prime Minister, who supervised all the officials of the empire. In fact, I should have considered him to be one step higher than me if we look at it by position, not by status.
