"Of course, Knight Javien. Do what you must," Duke Herold replied, struggling to maintain the remnants of an ego that was beginning to crack before the crowd.
However, just as Duke Herold was about to order the guards to bring Olivia inside, his eyes accidentally flickered toward the very back of the line of Javien's black-armored knights.
There, a heavily guarded iron stretcher stood.
On the stretcher lay the body of the villainous hooded man who had tried to take Olivia's life the night before, slumped over as if he had no bones left.
The man was in critical condition, his life hanging by a thread, his chest rising and falling in shallow, labored breaths.
His entire life force and soul had been nearly paralyzed after being drained by the impact of Javien's dark demonic aura the night before. He had been brought back alive solely to serve as evidence for the investigation.
Duke Herold narrowed his eyes briefly as he looked at the villain.
