I'm A Judge? [2]

The crowd was engulfed in silence at my words.

Everyone had a shocked expression. Although they were extremely surprised, no one could even breathe. This was because the authority of the emperor was suddenly mentioned.

The farm owner's face was so pale that he looked like he was dying.

"M-M-My how can I!"

He stammered.

"If you don't have such dirty intentions, how can you give false testimony?" I challenged.

"No! I had no intention of doing that!" he protested, rolling his eyes like crazy. He seemed to be desperately looking for an excuse.

However, what came out of his mouth was a pretty plausible story.

"I went to the temple and received treatment. But I was wearing a bandage because of the aftereffects!"

People's heads nodded. If so, the response was that it was understandable. But my doubts were not resolved at all.

"Surely you couldn't pay wages because you didn't have money? But you received that expensive divine treatment? With what money?"

"It was emergency money!" he replied.

"Great. Then when did you go to the temple?" I pressed.

"That is… it was two days ago," he answered.

"Call the priests. The person who cured the injury, the person who managed the offerings, and even the person in charge of the temple. There are three people."

The prosecutor also froze at the harsh command.

It seemed like he had no idea that I would give such an order. As a result, he couldn't do anything for a while.

I shouted at them one more time. "Move now!"

Bang!

When the gavel was struck hard, a loud noise erupted for an instant.

Immediately, one of the prosecutors hurriedly left the courtroom. I sent the farm owner back to his seat and crossed my arms.

"How about taking a break while we wait?"

Josef suggested in a soft voice. It seemed like that was probably the case in my old world courts as well. Because you can't just sit back and wait.

But I shook my head.

"No. I will wait like this. If the prosecutor is sloppy, he will be punished first."

From the treacherous Josef to the farm owner and even the prosecutor, these guys were all in the same boat.

There was absolutely no interest in discovering the substantive truth.

Whether Paul, a wage worker, felt unfair or not, they were busy serving only their own interests. I don't know why they did it that way, but one thing was certain.

'I will establish justice.'

Time passed helplessly. Soon after, the prosecutor returned with three priests.

Eventually, the truth was revealed to the world.

"Baron Parviant has never received divine healing. He will submit one week's donation statement as proof."

It was a trial in which even the authority of the emperor was mentioned.

Even corrupt priests had no choice but to withdraw.

Of course, I wasn't saying that that person was corrupt.

The probability of that happening was probably low. Not only did I submit evidence, but I felt like I did my best to answer.

"The evidence was accepted and the testimony was confirmed to be consistent."

The audience murmured in unison. "What do you mean, he received false treatment?"

"They said he didn't even receive it in the first place."

Bang, pound, pound!

"Please be quiet."

As the gavel was struck, the courtroom all became quiet. I called the farm owner in a solemn voice.

"How dare you try to disparage His Majesty's court, the noble emperor, and go so far as to blaspheme?"

"He, he, he… that's it. No! Yes, this is not true!"

Baron Parviant, sweat dripping from his forehead.

I glared at him with cold eyes.

"Are you still lying?"

"No."

Baron Parviant lowered his head helplessly. It seemed like there was nothing more to say.

I looked around the audience.

People's eyes full of anticipation. However, even during this, some people were frowning.

Those who wore expensive and flashy clothes.

They seemed anxious that there might be an unfavorable ruling. Because it will ultimately be directly related to their interests.

'Whatever. I will rule as I think is right.'

I held the gavel handle tightly. But that was right then. The judge sitting on the right, Josef, said something sweet again.

"Your Honor, Baron Parviant is a member of the Sierre noble faction. If excessive punishment is given..."

"So?" I interrupted.

"I am concerned that the court may be in trouble."

A grin tried to escape his lips.

The faction he belongs to is so powerful, should I just get over it? Isn't this just a phrase?

In human society, classes always exist, and high-ranking people enjoy privileges.

However, in principle, it was normal for people to be equal before the law.

'After listening to this guy, I don't want to look at him anymore?'

The moment that thought occurred to me, I came to a conclusion.

"I will sentence you. Because there is insufficient evidence, defendant Paul is acquitted. In addition, we are launching an investigation targeting the farm owner."

People were shocked but could not easily open their mouths. It was because I wasn't finished talking yet.

"The charges are non-payment of wages, causing bodily harm, and insulting the emperor's authority."

Bang, bang, bang!

As the gavel was struck steadily, the courtroom became chaos.

The voices of the nobles who protested rose first. However, the shouts of the wage workers who came to observe covered everything.

"Wow!"

"Finally! I'm alive now!"

"Your Highness Carriers! Thank you!"

They repeatedly bowed to me as I was leaving the retreat. It was as if some real god had descended.

In fact, it was safe to say that it was fanaticism itself. Right now, there was an atmosphere in which no matter what I said, they would believe it.

'Does this mean that there was no correct ruling?'

It was a bitter reality.

Then, suddenly, my eyes met a group of people dressed in luxurious clothes.

They seemed to be aristocrats from the same political faction as Sierre.