As a certain clown died, Falan and Mikael merely stood by and watched in silence.
As senior members of the Justice Department, they had no need to personally handle a criminal's corpse.
The Justice Department was one of the many departments of this thousand-year-old Empire, and it represented the Empire's public image.
Though it was called the Justice Department, its duties were similar to the Eastern Depot Falan remembered.
Its authority included investigation, punishment, and judgment. Independent of both the military and the Imperial Guard responsible for patrols, it commanded Justice Department Forces akin to judicial officers, reconnaissance units responsible for gathering intelligence, and the Imperial Assassination Squad, which dealt with matters that certain people could not handle openly.
"Justice Officer, we've finished dealing with it."
"Have you confirmed his identity? Collected the motive and evidence of his crimes as well?"
"Yes, Justice Officer. What should we do next?"
"Mikael, what do you think?"
"Since we've seized an Imperial Arm, shouldn't we return to the Imperial Capital under cover of night?"
"..." After thinking for quite a while, Falan sighed. "No. Let's go to the town that reported the case first."
"Huh?" Mikael had not expected that, but the captain of the Justice Department Forces beside them had already understood.
"The Justice Officer believes this incident has caused too much of a stir."
"This matter has been publicized for two or three days now. The news of Champ's past murders of children has already spread everywhere, especially the reason we couldn't act against him—it was revealed that Champ was an Imperial Arms user."
"What a pain. So if we head back in the middle of the night, there's a good chance someone will ambush us?"
"Cough, cough." As someone within the Justice Department, the squad captain naturally understood why his