"How was it, Chloe? Have you been busy lately?" Theus grinned at the diary placed on the presiding judge's desk.
Hah, do you just send me wherever things are busy? Chloe replied irritably.
For some reason, she always felt that she seemed even busier after dying than when she had been alive. When she was alive, she could take it out on Theus when she was tired, and fall asleep the moment she felt sleepy. But after losing her body, even pulling several all-nighters for overtime barely seemed to affect her.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Chloe, you have to believe me—I absolutely wasn't targeting you, and I definitely didn't deliberately assign you especially exhausting work!" Theus swore earnestly.
He really wasn't making that up. Back in Castel, they had only needed to manage one tiny island. Now that their territory had expanded, Blood Port, Castel, and the future Northern Territory all required manpower and attention.
That was with the prince having already helped him handle a substantial portion of the miscellaneous affairs.
"Sometimes, when I think about it, the feudal system does have its advantages. At least you can dump all this busywork on someone else," Theus sighed.
But you're dumping all the work on me right now! Chloe's tone grew increasingly unfriendly.
"How is that the same? What gets handed out under the feudal system isn't just work, but power too. I've only assigned you work—I haven't given you any land."
"Fine, fine, fine!" Chloe laughed in fury. One day, I'll lead the Tribunal in rebellion against you, march into Castel, and seize your damned seat!
"What nonsense is that? Who did you learn that from?"
"Nini's newspaper."
Speechless, Theus looked away and began flipping through the case files instead. "Alvarez is being sentenced today, right? How are you planning