Soon, large men began to swarm in, investigators brought from the Capital Police Force. If it were them, they'd finish the job neatly.
I've had a lot of trouble because of the Marquis Yeats.
"What is this? Where do you think you are coming in so carelessly?!"
A middle-aged nobleman suddenly stood up and started shouting. It seemed like he was extremely uncomfortable with being interrupted.
Well, is it really possible for such a reaction to come out? They think they're doing something great.
But that was wrong. If you commit a sin, you must be punished. Where are you trying to escape to like a loach?
"Please step aside. You are the Marquis Hugo Yeats, correct?"
"… … ."
Corbin Sears stepped forward and checked the documents. It was an arrest warrant issued in my name. But the Marquis of Yeats neatly ignored it. Then he called out to the Emperor again.
