135. Resolution -1 (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

"What will happen to me, I wonder?" Count Jenald Ripang spat out a lengthy groan.

He was currently squatting on the floor of his cell and feeding his new companion, a rat, with the food given to him during lunch.

'It'll be an execution, no doubt.' He could only break out in a bitter smile.

The Holy Emperor was rather sensitive towards any and all treasonous acts, so he probably wouldn't go easy on Count Jenald.

He shifted his gaze around to look at the prison he was in, but all he saw were the steel bars protecting the other empty cells. It seemed that all potential combatants besides him had been mobilised just now.

That probably meant that the undead raid this time was a serious one, but now that His Highness was here, there shouldn't be a reason to be worried.

While he was thinking that to himself...