Chapter 793: Section 535: Bright Mirror (Part 2)_3
As the elements aligned perfectly, it seemed that even the lights in the hall dimmed, and everyone beheld the scene under the night sky, saw a carriage parked beside Sir Malin, and when a piece of black bread that could bounce off the ground was thrown from the lowered window, both the patriarch of the Ailan family and Prime Minister Sanders, who had been swearing, suddenly fell silent as if their throats had been seized.
As the carriage driver placed his hand on the gun holster, and Sir Malin picked up the small piece of black bread, Hagelberry realized why disaster had struck; Sir Malin could have stood up and scolded them, yet he ultimately picked up and ate the bread... The killing intent was clear to all.
To insult the Legendary, in whichever kingdom, is a crime punishable by death without life.
Even a trial is needless, for the Legendary personally taking action means death is certain.
"Sir! Why! Couldn’t you just scold my child? He was wrong! Couldn’t you spare his life?" Prime Minister Sanders’s question was agony-filled, and his wife had already fainted.
"You are Prime Minister Sanders, correct? How old is your child?" Malin countered with a question.
"Nineteen," Prime Minister Sanders replied while wiping away tears.
"Nineteen, huh? Do you know? Yesterday afternoon at the frontline, I fought against Chaos the entire afternoon. Those young people who died before me were only eighteen or nineteen, and some were clearly not even seventeen. If your second son is a child, so were they. Everyone is a child. Why then did Fate divide their paths, they died on the battlefield, ultimately only ashes and a box left to signify their presence in this world, while your child could sit in a carriage, throwing a piece of black bread to a serf by the road with his fiancée, receiving thanks as if it were their due, showing off his generosity to his lover."