If even a man like him, who had been living in the capital for so long, could turn out to be a demon, who could say that the very person next to them might not be one?
Everyone gulped hard. Panic was starting to take root once again when Reinhardt's words, like a beacon of light, cut through the darkness.
But of course, how could demons make it easy?
"Trial?! You call this a trial?! We were told nothing. How do we know this won't kill the innocent?"
"That's right, what if someone who is not a demon catches fire? Are you going to be responsible for those lives?"
"Why is the Queen not here?! Shouldn't she address us herself?!"
To cause as much panic among the crowd as possible, they even spouted lies about how they saw a child getting burned inside or people getting killed by the knights.
Reinhardt calmly observed those people, his eyes pinpointing the ones hiding among the crowd. He did not say anything and quietly stood by, observing everything.
