The Crown Prince Who Raises a Side Character

The powerholders of Lebruk are trash.

And the ones gathered in the mansion now? They were the worst of the worst—even among that trash heap.

This wasn’t because Dauphin liked saving the best for last. It was simply that those whose crimes were milder—or who still had a shred of conscience—had already “voluntarily paid up,” in other words, accepted Dauphin’s “recommendation.”

In noble society, where honor and reputation are practically currency, bowing down to a mere “thief,” apologizing to a “commoner,” and even paying reparations? That’s a massive social loss.

But as humiliating as that apology might be, it didn’t compare to getting publicly thrashed like a dog and paraded through the streets tied up like a worm.

Sure, being the first to surrender might brand one a coward or traitor—but if others joined in, there was no reason to hesitate.

In other words, if there were still ten targets left at this point, it meant those ten were either so stubborn their egos had rotted their brains—or such scum that not even an apology could atone for their sins.

And now, those pieces of trash were fully revealing their rotten characters.

“All this hardship because of a single petty thief. Unbelievable.”

“If the city guard had done their job properly, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Then again, what do you expect from a unit harboring traitors?”

“Just thinking of that woman standing near me with that shameless face makes my skin crawl.”

“Indeed. We must ensure ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) this never happens again by executing her with the utmost severity.”