"If I pass her trial, your organization drops this entire investigation and leaves me alone," Solomon stated.
The Inquisitor nodded. "You have my word."
"I refuse to trust verbal promises," Solomon said. He pointed at the dormant broadcast drone resting on his shoulder. "I wanted to force you to state those terms on my live stream. We currently have a deactivated camera."
Solomon reconsidered the idea entirely. Digital clips provided very little actual security. The footage could be deleted or publicly declare the broadcast a fabricated illusion.
"We need to draft a binding contract," Solomon demanded.
The Inquisitor crossed his arms. "My personal signature holds zero power over the Church's operations. I operate as a basic employee. The Church pursues their goals whenever they deem a situation necessary, and they will easily mobilize the Holy Empire and deploy battalions of holy knights to handle major cases regardless of any minor paperwork I sign."
