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In the Ande Kingdom, no one is qualified to judge this youth, not even the King.
Meredith was stunned by the casual words of the young lord; in him, she saw the shadow of Lord Lance.
Confidence, nonchalance, doing whatever one desires.
If anyone else had said "no one here can judge him, not even the King," she would have deemed such a speaker arrogant, egotistical, and fearlessly ignorant.
But when the young lord said it... she felt none of that, only a sense of it being natural, as it should be...
Meredith even doubted if she was somewhat blindly idolizing Lord Lance.
Facing such a young lord, other members of the Bronze Guild struggled to voice their wish for him to forsake darkness and join the light.
But they couldn't just stay silent.
After all, it concerned the life of the young lord as well as their own.
They certainly didn't want to watch the young lord being sent to the gallows by Princess Elusha.