Homelander straightened his clothes, trying to smooth the slightly wrinkled hem of his jacket after being detained for so long. His trademark confident smile quickly emerged, as radiant as sunlight.
He spoke eloquently to the cameras, his voice loud and compelling. "Everyone, this trial was merely a test for me. I have always been the Homelander who protects everyone. I will take this experience as an opportunity to defend peace more resolutely and strike down all evil forces."
Camera flashes kept going off, illuminating his deliberately composed face. He went on and on about his grand plans for the future, trying to completely erase his vile attack on the Black Ops Division from the public's memory and rebuild his flawless heroic image in their hearts.
However, the moment Homelander returned to Vought Company, his long-suppressed fury erupted.
He marched straight to Edgar's office and violently shoved the door open with a deafening bang.
Edgar sat behind his desk, calmly reading documents, as if he had long expected Homelander's arrival.
"Why didn't you get me out immediately?"
Homelander glared furiously, his fists clenched and his body trembling slightly with rage as he demanded loudly.
His voice echoed through the office, filled with menace.
Edgar remained unruffled, maintaining his usual calm.
Rather than answering Homelander's question at once, he gently turned the computer screen and showed him the videos and documents on it.
"Everything you want to know is here."
He spoke blandly. Homelander leaned closer to the screen in confusion, his eyes quickly sweeping across the text and images.
As he read further, his expression gradually turned grave.
It turned out that the Black Ops Division had an internal court, similar in nature to a military tribunal, specifically responsible for handling crimes involving Superpowers. Ordinary courts had no jurisdiction over its