"Oh, you just...! I'll never talk to you! I didn't do anything wrong! It's all within the limits of legality. If you know, you can't ask!

Pretty desperate shape.

But I know bad guys lie.

"That's right. You're right, there are cases where you couldn't get the evidence, and there are cases where the witness was already dead and couldn't be heard."

"... right?

"But —— just the evidence that's coming up right now would be enough to put you on death row."

"Hey, what... are you kidding me? Because I know it's haphazard!

"Does this look like the face you're joking about?

"And I don't believe..."

Seems pretty effective to say I don't believe it though.

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't want to make you a capital offense. I don't mean to resent you directly. Depending on how you get out, you think you can make your sins a lot lighter. That's all I have."

The guy's eyebrows moved in a pimple.

This doesn't look right.

I whisper in a man's ear.

"Just for the record, I'm connected to the new King Leggles. If I talk, I don't care about your sins."

"Oh, is that true!?

I gently left my ear and sat back in my chair.

It was easy to make me realize I had that much power because I was showing the facility manager's response to me.

"Oh, it's true. Except if you drink certain terms."

"You want me to confess?

"Of course that's what I was after. But I'm not forced to. I'm not a guard or anything. … this is just a suggestion"

I loosen my mouth all the time.

I was able to carry the story well.

"There are five of you bandit groups, all of you. So it sounds like you could throw up for about one person, right?

"My people have a hard mouth. I'm telling you just in case."

"Right. So, what if this is it? If the other four don't open their mouths and you're the only one to confess, I'll acquit you."

"--Eh!"

The man who opens his eyes and looks at me.

"Except if you're the only one who doesn't confess, you're on death row. As another pattern, for example, if two confess and three shut up, those who confess will be given a misdemeanor and those who do not confess will be given a heavy sentence."

"That means..."

"If you shut up, you're guilty of death. Confessions would at least absolve him of the death penalty, and parole would be attached to his life sentence. You know which one's the better deal?

"No, wait, I'm not fooled. Even with parole, he'll be a grandfather by the time I get out. You can't betray your people for that..."

"Huh, your people don't break their mouths, do they? Then you're acquitted."

A man from the leader of a bandit was heard sipping.

Up to 5 minutes of the time limit, I cut another minute. Hurry up a little.

"You have no choice. Special service. If we throw up soon, we'll arrange for them to be sent to a prison on the border, even if they weren't acquitted. Just for the record, escapees happen a lot. No deserter has ever been caught fleeing the border alone."

"Is that true...? Well, there's no reason not to throw up here, is there?

"I'm talking about you. Trust me. You have 10 seconds to make your decision. 10…… 9… 8… 7……"

"Wow, okay! I'll talk to you right now! Well, that's what I asked for! Don't lie to me!

"I'm not like a villain. I won't do anything to make you puke."

"Fine then. The total number of evils we've done is over 200. Reminds me..."

It took me quite a while, but I pleaded guilty to a sin that would probably be everything.

The face of the bandit who spat it all out looked somewhere crisp.

"I don't know until after the other investigation, but your sincerity has been conveyed. Leave the rest to me."

"Oh, I asked for it."

You totally trusted me.

I left the interview room. I bowed my head when the facility manager came after me when I was thinking about going home as it was.

"It was a great investigation! No, I didn't know you had those hands... In the first place, he's not on death row, he's on life row. It was a brilliant haunt."

Yes, the old kingdom days were all kinds of loose.

As much as the king used bandits, it may well be sweet.

The amendment is in progress on a steep pitch, but we cannot try the sins of the past with a new law.

"Thanks. It's important to remember that sometimes hanging a candy is better than hitting it with a munch"

"We have your word. But if someone else didn't open their mouth..."

Apparently, the director of the facility fears that the great sinners will be released to the world again.

"What are you talking about? Whatever you do, just let me crack your mouth. I didn't say I'd give my kids a chance on the same terms. If the leader told you what he said, he would confess."

"I see... have you thought that far? But even so, if all the sins were revealed, we would have been able to commit death...?

"I guess so. So I told you I'd send you to a prison on the border. Wierk Prison on a remote island —— commonly known as Hellheim."

"Hellheim......! I see, you also taste the pain equal to hell, and the deserters are constant.... but the deserters are breathless without being able to transcend the sea..."

"I've committed so many major crimes that even death is not enough. This would be quite enough."

"No, that's just great. … I'm impressed."

I don't think that's such a big deal...

Enough to try to modify the famous game theory a bit to cheat specifications.

"Then it's time for you to excuse me. Please say hello later."

I left the detention center and headed to the inn where Alelia and Aina were waiting.

But —— not all the work has been done yet.

For today it feels like I said a paragraph here, because the leader of the bandit confessed to something that could not be ignored.