"My witness is a Nice war orphan! Five generations of war orphans! Their family's sacrifices generation after generation only resulted in being shot five times by the National Security Bureau! It resulted in their companions being gunned down in the street!" The representative from Sicily, a Bishop, made the table in front of him thunder with his pounding.
As a half-blood from Sicily, his malice toward the Kriegren family was plainly visible.
Durin sat below the stage, legs crossed, listening to this old man remotely pointing at the Kriegren family's noses and cursing them, and as he cursed, he began to point and lash out at the human Bishop's congregation.
