Reincarnation Monarch

"... Colin, Colin..."

Ars shrugged with an unexpected vain look.

Then suddenly Ars' knee broke with a gakun, making a loud noise and breaking into the floor as he hit the stand and chair.

"Are you okay?!?"

The neighborhood instantly became noisy and the prosecutors rushed to the side of the broken Ars.

"... it's okay... it's..."

Ars slowly woke up his body and whined in a voice that seemed to disappear, with a vain look like his eyes swam.

"... is that true? Are you sure you're okay with this? Hey! Hold on!

Because the look on Ars's face was so terrible, Kokhol was unable to pepper Ars' words and confirmed them with his voice over and over again.

"... it's okay..."

Ars's expression showed a trick of slowly trying to stand up as it was, but his body was roaring like an old man.

Kokhol saw how it was, turning his arm toward Ars' waist, holding it with both hands and pulling it up full strength.

That was how he finally managed to get up, Ars, but because his eyes had a flashy look on them while they were vain, Cohl had to sue the judge out loud unexpectedly.

"Your Honor! I hope the court is adjourned!

The judge nodded loudly when he saw how Ars was unusual, and when he opened his mouth to declare the court adjourned, what a vain and all lost of life look Ars had had until earlier opened his mouth as if to control the foreman of the judge.

"No! Wait a minute!... It's okay... I'm okay..."

Though Ars' complexion had lost its vitality and remained blue, his eyes had the strength to hold firm will.

For that reason, the judge swallowed the declaration of "adjournment", which had climbed to the edge of his mouth.

"... it's okay to continue, isn't it? Ars Witnesses"

Ars nodded loudly at the kind words of the Your Honor.

"Yes. I was worried about you. It's okay now."

Ars breathed heavily once he said so forcefully, and took a deep breath full of his body, turning his chest wide against it.

And when he shut his mouth and breathed out a lot of air in his lungs simultaneously, he gave a slightly refreshing look and bowed deeply to his defense seat.

Ars kept his head down for a few seconds and stared at the defense seat with an indescribable look on his face, wondering if he had finally lifted his head.

Ars' gaze was directed only at Ortes at the far right, not Lombardo or Chester, and Ortes at the end of that gaze also took that gaze firmly from the front, with an indescribably subtle look on his face.