A large number of nobles gathered in a building as grand as the palace. This was the Imperial Diet, and today was the day the State Council met.
The ministers and members of each department walked forward with solemn expressions on their faces. It seemed like they had come to discuss a very important matter.
"I'm so nervous about coming to a place like this," Josef Padilla said, rubbing his hands and laughing bitterly.
Judge Colund Emir frowned. He felt like he could directly sense the other person's ambition.
"You feel nervous when you make that expression?"
"It's a pleasant sensation. Judge Emir, can't you feel this heavy air?"
"Well…"
Colund knew it well too. Something significant was going to happen today. Otherwise, would those old raccoons be preparing for the State Council with all their heart and soul? Usually, they left everything to their aides and didn't even look at the documents.