Bazel froze for a moment. He felt that he ought to be angry, but he was not.
Before him stood the prince who had assassinated the Empress, yet his heart was strangely calm, as if those thoughts did not belong to him.
Did not belong to him?
An inexplicable sense of discord rose within him.
He had felt this way many times before, but it had always gradually faded away. This time, however, it seemed it would not.
The prince's gaze merely swept over him before shifting away, as though he had lost all interest in him.
The prince turned and began speaking quietly with the other person beside him. Bazel followed his gaze and saw that it was Lord Theus of Castel.
"Bazel, do you admit your guilt?" The questioning voice came from above once more.
Admit his guilt?
What crime had he committed? He had killed Nora and sent her head to Castel. That blatant provocation had brought about war.
But why had he killed Nora in the first place?
Of course, it was because—
Bazel suddenly stiffened.
The people in the Tribunal all looked at Bazel, but he remained utterly motionless. He simply stared fixedly at Theus, and confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Theus raised his eyes to meet his gaze. Looking into Theus's clear eyes, Bazel felt something in his mind suddenly shatter.
The next moment, he let out a furious roar.
"Lina—Lina!? Lina!!!!" Fire nearly burst from Bazel's eyes. His mind suddenly cleared, and countless things he had never paid attention to instantly connected together.
At that very moment, Bazel's body shattered inch by inch. Fragments of white bone rapidly extended from his body and shot toward Theus!
Ash's pupils instantly shrank. Veins bulged on her arm, and Bazel's head was crushed into fragments