"Lord Maxim was so protective! So unreasonable, but I love it!"
The girls hiding in the garden of Maxim's temporary office had witnessed the entire conversation between Maxim and the Nordtov officer.
After watching the officer stumble away, his face gone pale with fright, Little Ashina was the first to jump out. She shook her fist and declared:
"I hereby announce that I'm now a proud Transian barbarian!"
"You? At most, you're a shrunk-down, undersized, teenage monkey version of a barbarian."
Lumina also stood up from the garden and easily pinned down the furious but helpless little gunner with one hand. She looked uneasily at the criminals tied to the gallows, dancing in the wind, and whispered:
"Maxim was brutal! Aside from those few guys Little Ashina 'shredded' with bullets, the scum we brought over were still breathing when they surrendered and begged for mercy.
I thought they'd be punished harshly, but I was wrong. The vampires sent them all to the gallows.
They didn't even get a proper trial."
"Have you been living in the civilized world so long that you've gone soft? Just look at the situation here. What do they need a trial for?"
Sister Pomegranate pursed her lips and said:
"These thugs broke into our camp armed with knives and attacked people. Who'd dare pull something like that at Crimson Fort? And this is with Maxim here. If it were Lord Murphy, those bastards probably wouldn't even have whole bodies left, and his astral summons would get a good meal tonight.
The administration hasn't come up with a law yet, but it's obvious that both Lord Murphy and Governor Mirian are the sort of hard cases who'll do whatever it takes to maintain order.
And honestly, considering the 'nasty business' the Nordtovans pulled this time, if