"You call yourselves knights?
Do you deserve that title?
Pah!
Anyone standing with you is embarrassed!"
Lance's words had none of the so-called decorum of the Imperial Nobles, nor the Church priests' sanctimonious tone, but were rather crude.
However, this down-to-earth way made the meaning clear to everyone—you're despicable, I'm insulting you.
The onlookers, influenced by Lance's ideas, were no longer apathetic in comparison and reacted strongly to the remarks.
In the public outcry, some even shouted to hang these fellows.
"Traitors to the Empire!"
"Scum!"
"Hang them!"
Lawrence's face was ashen, his tense expression revealing his discomfort and struggle.
They used to be proud knights but had abandoned everything.
Their masks of hypocrisy were torn off, directly knocking them off the moral high ground, and they shrank back in fear facing those angry eyes.
They should understand why they became prisoners...
