Behira weighed the information currently available to her as she planned her next steps.
Just yesterday, little Flora had sent word that she had found traces of the Lawrence Family's wrongdoing and submitted them to the Royal Capital.
Once that evidence reached the Royal Capital, Elvis, little Flora's mentor and the vice dean of the kingdom's St. Antonia Academy, would naturally step forward and report it to the royal family.
After all, this matter also involved students from St. Antonia Academy.
That would undoubtedly speed things up considerably. Saint Antonia Academy of Magic held immense importance in the Doria Kingdom. With the academy stepping in, Lawrence's trial would be put on the agenda as quickly as possible.
However...
Getting a swift and decisive judgment would likely not be easy.
After all, the force backing Lawrence was equally formidable and might not be inferior to the academy. This involved all kinds of power struggles among the influential figures of the Royal Capital.
But Behira could no longer wait. Neither could the people of Rania City, who had suffered under Lawrence's tyranny for so long.
They desperately needed a righteous verdict—one that would burn the name Lawrence from existence with the heavenly flames of judgment!
And so—
Lady Behira touched the ring on her left hand and smiled faintly.
What she had given up was only glory and her surname, not the familial bond carried in her blood.
She usually did not want to trouble that person, but if she truly asked, she probably would not refuse.
A little pressure from outside would be enough to shatter the delicate balance within the Royal City.
"That is roughly the situation. In any case, Silver Creek City should be safe now. You contributed greatly during this city defense battle. You have worked hard,