The Credentials of a Couple (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 187

The trial was merely a formality.

Felt von Beiden, the man who shared the same surname as Luzean von Beiden seated at the highest place, had once stirred the Empire—but now, as if that were a lie, he had lost the public’s interest.

The Emperor held court once a week, placing his half-brother on trial each time.

Considering that imperial trials were usually held three times every three months, the deposed prince’s trial was exceptionally frequent.

It was precisely for this reason that Felt had already appeared before the court for the tenth time.

Luzean wished for Felt to leave this world burdened with as many charges as possible, but he was also searching for others who would accompany him on his final journey.

Felt had been summoned to trial so unusually often not only for his own proceedings but also because he frequently appeared as a witness in others’ cases.

Consequently, while everyone had initially flocked to see the face of the deposed prince—rumored to have returned from death—the repeated trials diminished his rarity. What had once required a long wait to witness had now become so commonplace that attending required little effort.

Nobles, in particular, went to great lengths to avoid any association with Felt, keeping their distance from the courtroom entirely. Eventually, people even began hoping he would meet the executioner’s blade as soon as possible.

Thus, the man who had once aspired to the imperial throne had now become a pariah, confined to prison and merely counting the days until his death.

Yet despite this, Felt appeared remarkably at ease. Though cornered, he showed no fear and refrained from any rash words or actions. To an onlooker unfamiliar with him, his calmness would seem suspicious, as if he harbored some hidden agenda.

But was such behavior truly normal?

Watching Felt—who, despite being bound hand and foot, seemed as relaxed as someone enjoying afternoon tea—Luzean clicked his tongue inwardly.

In the past, he might have worried about some hidden scheme, but not anymore.

Knowing that Felt had clung on like a beast puffing itself up to intimidate its predator, his once-formidable half-brother no longer felt fearsome—in fact, he now seemed rather pitiful.

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