"Hm?"
Crypian slowly stood up after hearing the deep voice from outside the chamber. His eyes narrowed slightly as the words echoed in his mind.
'Punish the heretic? What exactly did that mean? Had someone broken one of the Church's sacred laws?'
These thoughts lingered in his head while he watched Sebastian step toward the doorway.
Behind the prince, the nobles also hurriedly rose from their seats. Chairs shifted across the floor while uneasy whispers briefly spread through the chamber before quickly dying down again.
Crypian remained standing near the table for a moment before finally taking a step forward as well.
At the entrance, Sebastian had already reached the door and calmly taken over from the old butler.
"It has been a while, Sir Cassian," the prince said with a polite smile, though the confusion in his eyes was obvious.
"But what exactly do you mean by heretic? Everyone gathered here are nobles of the Holy Empire, so could it be that you mis…."
