A strange atmosphere hung over the arena.
An Juli tugged on Muston's arm and asked in confusion:
"What's going on now?"
Muston looked at the two brothers, equally bewildered:
"I don't know. But at least they aren't drawing swords on each other, and the atmosphere isn't exactly tense. I suppose things are still going fairly well?"
Bang! Aroos stomped the ground and said furiously:
"What do you mean? What do you mean I have to prove that I'm me, and that my mother is my mother?"
"No ID card, no birth certificate, no genetic testing report, not even a residence permit. You entered imperial territory without even clearing customs. Who knows whether you brought invasive species or contraband into the country?"
Li Aoz looked entirely amiable. People beside him kept bringing over laws and administrative regulations. He deliberately put on a pair of glasses, spread open the Oshulia Entry and Exit Management Regulations, and began explaining each clause to Aroos. "Look, I'm really not trying to make things difficult for you. This law was issued by the Imperial Constitutional Council a year ago. It clearly states that it took effect on January 1 of the following year—you insisted on entering on January 2. Who can you blame? If you'd come one day earlier, you wouldn't have entered illegally."
Aroos could scarcely believe it.
"I am royal nobility, lost bloodline, heir to the nation, and you're lecturing me about the law?"
"So what if you're royalty? Does royalty have light shining from its face? Do you have an extra ass or one less head than anyone else? What's so special about you?"
Li Aoz gave him a sidelong glance and brought out the constitution. "The imperial constitution clearly states that the Oshulia Empire is a constitutional monarchy led by the Imperial