Clearly, Waldo did not think there was anything that could not be said about such matters.
"At the very least, there was basic courtesy on the surface. I thought all Imperial Capital nobles were exceptionally unruly, haughty, and looked down on people through their nostrils."
Ian said this, but Hua An shook her head. "What exactly are you talking about? Where would you find nobles like that? Unless they truly tore off all pretense, they were always amiable on the surface—just like my teacher and the other Fairy doctors. They spent all day making backhanded compliments about each other's research results, but unless they were fighting over funding, they absolutely would not come to blows."
"I feel like what I said and what you said may sound somewhat similar, but they are completely different in essence."
Ian complained, while Frost Butterfly sat on the boy's shoulder, sending wafts of coffee ice fragrance through the air. "Looks like my Frost Butterfly can wake people up just with her scent."
That was what he said on the surface, but Ian was actually rather grave within.
Someone had been harmed; an emergency response team came to help. They might be a little slow, but they really would come. Nor were the nobles so arrogant that they could regard ordinary lives as worthless—although they acted quite pridefully and dismissively, this fact could not truly be ignored. It was enough to prove that the Empire's laws still had some use and could restrain these nobles.
One could even say that nobles regarded the loss of ordinary lives as a kind of nuisance and would try their best to avoid such property losses. Those unable to safeguard such property would be punished.
But they were not punished for the sake of human lives.
In some ways,