After leaving McClain, Gurion strode out the door and caught up with the chief judge who had earlier declared a recess.
Seeing the murderous look on his face, the other four judges wisely quickened their pace and left.
They could guess some of what had happened, but they had no desire to get involved.
Once the four had gone far enough, Gurion fixed the chief judge with a deathly stare and ground out a sentence through clenched teeth.
"What do you mean by this?!"
The old man raised his clouded eyes.
Perhaps because of his advanced age, there was not much fear in his eyes. He merely looked Gurion over twice before speaking in a slow yet resolute voice.
"General Gurion, I am merely a colonial judge, not one of your soldiers. I have no reason to explain my work to you. If you are dissatisfied with my ruling, you may file a complaint with Triumph City and have them send a more professional judge."
Within the Legion, the judiciary possessed a certain degree of independence. It belonged neither to the military officer system nor the civil official system, but to the supervisory system known as the "Praetorian Guard."
That was to say, it answered directly to the Marshal.
However, since the Marshal and the Praetorian Guard did not meddle in the Legion's specific affairs and only exercised oversight, while placing loyalty among their key assessment criteria, the Praetorian Guard had not developed into a factional interest group.
There was also some historical basis for such a design, tied to the formation of the Legion's system.
After all, the early Legion had consisted entirely of soldiers and their families. There had been no other professions. Once the courts had completed a trial, they generally handed matters over to the Praetorian