When the Female Lead Went Off-Script, the Main Male Lead Became the Tyrant's Empress - Chapter 4.2
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This had happened before Arthur Lurie was dragged to the Count’s residence.
After being the first to examine Clary’s condition, the Countess immediately summoned a skilled healer.
The moment the healer arrived, the maids brought him to Clary without delay.
“How is she? Can you remove every last trace without leaving a single mark behind?”
At the Emperor’s question, which sounded almost like a demand, the healer who had examined Clary’s condition wore a troubled expression.
However, he soon answered that he could.
At the news that she could be completely healed, the atmosphere eased slightly.
The healer was just about to treat Clary’s wounds.
“Don’t heal her.”
“Pardon?”
“I said not to heal her wounds. Leave them as they are.”
What did he mean by telling a healer not to treat an injured person?
At Arden’s firm command, the healer looked back and forth between the Emperor and the Crown Prince.
“What in the world are you talking about?”
Haster furrowed his brow and questioned him, unable to accept such an absurd order.
He looked as though he were staring at a dim-witted fool throwing an immature tantrum…….
No, his cousin was genuinely looking at him that way, and Arden sighed at how unfairly he was being treated.
“If we heal her, the evidence will disappear. Even if the Countess, the maids, and the healer testify that they saw it, aside from us, he’ll claim that we all conspired to fabricate the story. The mark isn’t particularly unusual either, so even a description of its features wouldn’t be especially credible.”
“Are you saying Arthur Lurie cannot be punished based on testimony alone?”
“That’s not what I mean. Testimony alone can still influence a trial, especially in a summary trial where the Emperor acts as judge. His Majesty here is both a witness and the one rendering judgment. But the situation may change if it proceeds to a formal trial.”
Haster clicked his tongue in displeasure as though he understood, and Arden shrugged.
“Excuse me? Instead of keeping it between yourselves, could you explain what that means to me too?”
Why were male leads in novels, regardless of genre, never kind enough to explain everything in detail for the sake of a newbie?
She was in so much damned pain that she thought she might die, and she had no idea why they weren’t allowed to treat her.
Was this place some kind of anti-medicine paradise?
They were planning to feed her charcoal powder, weren’t they!
Was the waste suffering already about to begin?
Her tone was rude, but Haster showed no discomfort as he calmly added an explanation.
“If it proceeds to a formal trial, the judge will be replaced by the chief judge. If guilt is established in the summary trial, the formal trial will be no more than a procedural formality. However, if the evidence is insufficient, the ruling can be overturned. It might not be the case for a commoner, but it is for a noble.”
“What kind of ridiculous system is that? If he’s been found guilty, shouldn’t that be the end of it? The Emperor himself acknowledged his guilt, so why is a formal trial even necessary? Who does he think he is, appealing the verdict!”
Nam Eunjeong’s sensibilities, formed from being born and raised in a twenty-first-century democracy, rebelled with, ‘What kind of insane bullshit is that, you lunatic!’
However, like the adaptable animal she was, she had assimilated into the monarchy within half a day of transmigrating.
‘I’ve been revealed as an imperial grandchild, and the Emperor is the judge, so I naturally assumed he would be found guilty right away.’
Learning otherwise left her feeling deflated.
“Then will that bas… my uncle be released soon?”
Headlines about someone receiving a mere slap on the wrist after committing a crime that outraged heaven and humanity flashed through her mind like scenes before death.
This was Clary’s fate in the end.
Even when the story seemed headed toward a cathartic payoff, it would plunge straight into a quagmire.
“No.”
At the crisp denial, Clary jerked her head up.
Arden instead looked at her as though he couldn’t understand why she was worried.
“You just said the verdict could be overturned…….”
“Ah, that. That’s true.”
What the hell, so it is true.
What do you mean, no? Liar.
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