The Noble Arbitural Tribunal

"Your status is not high enough to accuse me" Abel's voice came out of his voice with a hint of ridicule and mockery.

"Please testify with your identity!" The two judges did not get angry. As long as the person was not stupid, no one would not have the guts to say nonsense in the noble arbitral tribunal.

"Ok!" Abel took out a coat of arms medal from his chest pocket and handed it towards the two judges. Newton was already interested to see what it was, but the body of one of the judges blocked him.

In a blink of an eye, one of the judges had already handed the coat of arm medal back to Abel. They then said with an earnest voice, "Sorry, the honorable baron. You will be treated according to your status!"

"Baron?" As soon as Newton heard these words, he felt like he was going to blackout. His legs felt like they could not even support him. Since when did Duchy of Carmel have a Baron at this age. Who was this person he had offended?