"Mo… er… Momo is—"
"In a cell, yes," replied the pale-skinned maid, still facing the floor.
Noah was overcomed by confusion for a moment, but quickly recovered his senses. This situation was normal considering she tried to kill the mistress of the house.
"W-What—"
"Will happen to her now? Why, she will most certainly be executed. Judge Odin is on his way, and there's only so many verdicts that left that man's mouth."
"H-Huh?"
Judge Odin? Executed? Sure, she attempted to kill someone but would that really warrant an execution? He did far worse and he wasn't condemned was he?
"(Ah… wait…)"
This was a world not only operating on video game mechanics, but also on obscure medieval fantasy world logic. In those kind stories, the noble was always right no matter the circumstances. Momo had no way to get out of this alive.
"..."
Well, except if…
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