In this pivotal moment, Ambrose had utterly forsaken all rationality, succumbing to a reckless frenzy.

He staunchly believed that his tireless efforts had been instrumental in Rufus’s effective governance of West Lucozia.

In Ambrose’s perspective, reveling in the privileges of power and authority was a well-deserved entitlement.

Why hold such a position if he couldn’t relish its benefits? Sacrificing the lives of a few commoners seemed trivial compared to his role as governor. He failed to perceive any wrongdoing on his part, attributing the entire crisis to Rufus’s lack of wisdom.

“Ambrose, do you still refuse to accept it?” Rufus shook his head, disappointment etched across his face.

He went on, “Your son ran rampant, lives were callously taken, and the people were treated as if they were inconsequential. Your actions mirror those of ancient savages-burning, killing, and pillaging!”

prosperity, ensuring its citizens’ well-being! What harm is there in removing a few

accomplishments don’t absolve you of your crimes. Your contributions don’t justify your malevolence. The honors you earned won’t shield you from facing the consequences.”

here to seek justice for the people, not to oppress them. If everyone adopted your logic and behaved as you

guilt is undeniable, and there’s no escape,”

it!” With fiery eyes, Ambrose continued to rage, having completely

won’t change anything. The evidence is solid. No matter how you try to defend yourself, it’s

West Lucozia’s laws, how should

drawing, and quartering,” Albert replied casually. The mention of

the cruelest form of punishment, involving hanging by the neck but

person would be drawn behind a horse to the execution site and have their four limbs tied to different horses, pulling

crimes

end it yourself!” Rufus commanded sternly,

so many years, and now you want to kill me? I curse

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