Veronica, who had been sitting quietly with her eyes closed, opened them slightly when she heard those words.
She thought to herself:
The Church's earlier intelligence indicated that something escaped from the Dungeon half a year ago. That seemed to coincide exactly with when this steward appeared at Finn's side. In other words, everything Lord Greg said really was true!
At that thought, her admiration for Greg deepened another notch.
As expected of Lord Greg. He had already seen through intelligence even the Church had yet to fully grasp, and had even finished laying all his plans... Was this his power as a Heroic Spirit?
As for Greg...
Holy chovy, if you knew exactly who it was, you should've said so sooner! Then I wouldn't have dragged all these people into some massive free-for-all!
He was equally shocked.
When Finn heard Wendy mention the steward, he finally lost all control of his expression, because he knew that esteemed figure did not want to attract too much attention.
He was also worried that if someone more capable than him learned that figure's identity, they might steal the position that should rightfully belong to him.
Panic and anger flashed across Finn's face. He spun around and screamed hysterically at the soldier beside him:
"Light it! Light it now! Don't let this witch spread any more lies! Execute her immediately!"
Though he reacted quickly, his furious desperation only made his guilty conscience plain to everyone.
If he had nothing to hide, why was he so eager to silence Wendy?
The commoners in the square looked at Finn with growing suspicion.
The emperor also looked thoughtful.
Even Chancellor Marcus, who stood on Finn's side, could not help frowning.
He had met that steward before and sensed that there was more to him than met