Dear Alex that day, silently listened to the defense attorney.
In military uniform, not in courtesy.
Right behind you, in the privileged seat (?), but Master Sophia was there...
As usual, the atmosphere between the two is different.
Oh, well.
Sophia was always in front of me, and Alex was holding back one step back.
And at the time, I was thinking about that.
Whether you're after it or not, "usual members" have personal colors.
Filia, white and blue.
Thousands of mornings, scarlet.
Dear Sophia, white and purple (including vine colors, etc.).
I'm black.
But Master Alex didn't have a personal color (golden, if you dare say so, but that's a war outfit story).
Because I was changing it according to Sophia's costume.
If Master Sophia is a "flower," then Master Alex is a "flower vessel."
If Master Sophia is a "painting," then Master Alex is a "framing".
The lead role is Dear Sophia.
I place myself in a position of sidekick that draws the Sofia-sama.
But this day was different.
Alex, not in personal colour but dressed in military uniform, was out front as the lead.
He clearly insisted on what he was standing on.
On the contrary, Master Sophia wore a costume to match Master Alex's military uniform.
Background, frame. It puts its own position there.
Mr. Alex is listening to the defense counsel.
Silently.
spiritual power and while gathering the minds of samurai into themselves.
The atmosphere of the courtroom turned into something different.
The first to notice the anomaly were the spiritual abilities and the samurai.
The point is, I was looking at Master Alex's back, a military nobleman.
The fright and tension are contagious to the lawsuit aristocrats across the street, who still have a certain "sense of mind".
At last, the defence also became intolerable and shut its mouth.
The court is surrounded by silence.
The aristocrats sitting across the street can sneer.
The temperamental one was staring at Master Alex, but when he meets his eyes, he is baffled by his beauty... he ends up having to divert his attention.
Alex opened his mouth in large measure after a glimpse of him and finished dominating the courtroom.
"This matter will be deposited at the General's office in Seibei.
The judge asks, squeezing the courage without.
"Advocate, what's your opinion?
Without waiting for an answer, Alexandre de Mel radiated with all his might the spirits he was gathering, the samurai's chi.
Thousands of mornings, Philia, catch her spirits.
Asakura, the ghosts, exhilarate.
The soldiers, too, imitate it.
No, I didn't imitate it. Defense instincts worked, and everyone had to release their spirits and samurai minds.
"I will not forgive those who make the Mel family false. Let not those who corrupt the Royal Army live.
To Alex, I didn't intend to have an argument.
"I'll take care of this!
Intimidation.
The long court nobility swimming in politics, the clairvoyant clairvoyant clairvoyant clairvoyant, … even the military nobility, who has dived through the dead line many times, succumbed to this intimidation.
If you get disputed as a court insult, you can't even keep a piece of objection, barbarity.
But he who dared to differ in this behavior did not exist.
There's a teaching decree standing in front of you, no, General Tsubaki.
Because I remembered who it was.
Together, they are called "Son-in-law of the Merle family president and Sophia," they are regarded as "the most beautiful man in the kingdom," and when they are muttered, they are "born somehow" because, well, let's not.
Anyway, it's like Alex in the world.
Knowing... or, as it should be, common sense.
Alex, the general, is gaining his place by military merit.
It was at the age of seventeen that I was assigned ten horseman over my personal martial arts.
He traveled to the Far East and earned the position of Hundred Horsemen in the Wood Mel Games, which were regarded as tragic in themselves, citing merit first class.
"We lost the nobility of silver and got the golden Shura," said Count Gummel of Black Iron (Candlestick), so much so that, if you adorn the word, it is "active".
He returned to the King's capital again and became the platoon leader of the former army (Kingsguard), eighteen years.
He rose the scene to victory on behalf of the Squadron Leader, who died in a suspected battle, and at the age of nineteen he became the former Squadron Commander and Thousand Horsemen.
Twenty years old, he gained the position of general by increasing his combat skills even further.
It was only with that background that he was expected to be the son-in-law of the "Mel family of Wu".
Dear Alex, no matter how beautiful he looks, he is not your son.
As Count Gummel has discerned, the gold is, Shura.
The man who built the Corpse Mountain.
A man trampling a blood river.
Alexandre de Mel exposed its essence.
more so, in court.
Nobody opens their mouth.
How am I supposed to fit in?
But isn't it dangerous not to show judgment like this?
My voice rang.
Exactly as if I had anticipated that time.
From beyond the curtain.
"I'll leave it to Sir (you), General.
Will the ruling of His Royal Highness the Grand Admiral of Seibei be found to be a decision (judgment)?
Can it be assessed as having gone through the formal procedure of the trial?
If I could have said that, I didn't.
If you want to open your mouth, you'll see blood.
To Shura Alexandre, ravaged.
The authority of the honorable court falls to the ground.
Now it's just that Setouchi.
"We shall now adjourn. Later, best wishes.
Then the court was saved by the word of His Highness, which was sent down.
A storm of solemnity blew away.
The main culprit is the death penalty.
The bureaucrats involved, too, are under sentence of death.... suicide was not tolerated.
The captain who was actually involved in the sidelines, too, is under sentence of death.
The sailors are not to blame. The sailors are absolutely obedient to the captain's orders.
Alex insisted on the extermination of the bureaucracy involved.
But.
"No matter how vicious the offense may be, the system of association will never apply to the crime of embezzlement. I cannot tolerate the claims of the prosecution.
The judge affirmed so with a blue face, but without shaking his voice.
The judge of the court-martial, who had received the gaze of a general from the front, nevertheless did not injustice his conscience.
Even inside the military, the judge is the judge.
Let him keep the honor of the house of righteousness, the keeper of the law.
At that moment when Shura Alexandre tried silently to withdraw from court, the Mel family president, Sofia P. de la Mel stood up.
"In Mel's name, I declare that I will do no harm to the defendant's family. Private sentences, etc. are never carried out.
A calm, yet powerful voice is uttered.
This is what you would call the weight of a thousand kilometers.
Master Alex meditates and deposits himself in his seat.
Everyone involved turns their thanks to Sofia.
but Master Sophia was watching, Master Alex.
He had a gentle hand in his hand.
Should we talk about it later?
Even if they say "no harm done," there's no way the inmate's family can retain the status of the Mel's Mounted and Brotherhood Party.
The same applies to those who have travelled from other houses. Guys, I lost my parents.
For each of us, we have to abandon our status and move.
I mean, we're the three of us. Visited.
"The children are given the opportunity of redemption. This is my sister's insistence. If circumstances do not allow it, I will stand. Like never being desperate and abandoned.
Other houses… all in the Twa series, but here too, Philia worked through Ethan.
Ask them to leave room for you to stand.
Ethan told me what Viscount Dexter meant.
"Embezzlement in the military is something stupid. I thank you for saying from there," You can leave room to stand up, "where you can't help but be destroyed. Not enough to redeem His Excellency Alexandre's disrespect in court......
"I'm talking to myself below, don't tell me," she said.
With that in his mouth, Ethan smiles bitterly.
"But those are also the Twa clans. When I think about what I did, this would still be a pain sharing. Your Excellency understands. After that, it's more than usual. It's also a matter of more gratitude to bureaucrats.
What really pissed me off about this was Master Sophia.
But it was Master Alex who looked angry.
Thinking about the future, I needed to show off Shura's "authority" here.
For that matter only, Master Sophia turns to "The Hot Role" to show "Virtue", and furthermore, Philia, follows.
I know what it means to have a clan that can share the work and be entrusted with it.
Pull back, me. There is little foothold in this society.
I remember the cold.
This case of embezzlement.
Throughout the trial, nobility, civilians and, above all, the military have come to recognise the horrors of Alexandre de Mel.
The intentions of Alex and Sophia were fulfilled.
Again, by being angry and "making it look".
Those close to you know that Alex's anger shown in the military trial is a "pose".
Because of the pose, the judge, too, could bear it. I was able to do my job.
But that attitude in jurisdictional trials, shown in front of the upstream nobles.
You were, "serious."
I think from the bottom of my heart it is good that there is no one to argue with.
For the authority of the court, and for Master Alex.
Anyway.
Those in the jurisdictional trial who were waiting as witnesses were also "safe".
I stayed at the Nate Hall that night.
"Today, let's just say there is no talking room. Exactly, a little awkward.
With Alex's bitter smile in my eyes, I was finally able to relieve myself of the tension in the state of battle.
I didn't have to think that I was too freaked out, but that's about as much glory as Alex had unleashed this day.
That's Alex.
The next morning, I was weary on my face.
Next to Sofia-sama, who is kind of twitchy.
I know which one to be truly afraid of, even in the spring, on the morning of April.
Pretend to be in the blinking sunlight and look away.