Sword Saint Levi's words hit the fleeing nobles like a sledgehammer to the gut.
The relief vanished from their faces as they all hung their heads in shame, practically in unison.
"Call in the Supreme Council and drag these bastards in chains!"
Sword Saint Levi let out a heavy sigh and finally decided to call for backup.
At those words, several nobles exchanged worried glances before speaking up hesitantly:
"Lord Levi, we've already caught the Shadow Twins. Do we really need to drag the Supreme Council's big shots into this mess?"
The rest stayed quiet, but their silence spoke volumes—nobody was jumping to disagree.
Truth was, Levi didn't want to involve the Supreme Council any more than they did.
Sure, once word got out, someone would deal with the Shadow Twins, but it would also air the Dotruu Kingdom's dirty laundry for everyone to see.
