Northwind Castle, Steel Dragonwing Palace.
Cassius lay sprawled on the massive iron throne, not far in front of him stood Olivia with an angry expression.
The Silver Dragon had already transformed into her human form, still retaining the appearance of a silver-haired young girl, dressed in a long gown adorned with sparkling stars.
"Cassius, why did you continue slaughtering those Northern Nobles? They had already surrendered, there was no need for pointless killing!"
"No, this was not a slaughter."
"It was a judgment."
Cassius opened his eyes and spoke calmly. He lazily extended his claw, and immediately, a clear magic image appeared mid-air.
"Death penalty! Death penalty! Kill him!"
In the image, a crowd of agitated people gathered in the square, raising their hands and shouting fervently.
Cassius admired the scene and said with a smile, "Do you see?"
