"That's exactly why. This is mercy toward you. If you want to be 'condemnation executed' in front of the audience, that's fine too."
Aria's words were full of mockery.
The faint smile floating at the corner of her lips performed a winner's composure.
But in the depths, unsuppressable anger swirled, and a sharp person could easily sense it.
"That's what I want. Could it be you're the one afraid of losing? You don't have confidence you'll win the match, so you're trying to eliminate me with a dirty trick right before it, aren't you?"
"Wha…!?"
"If I get arrested on criminal suspicion, it won't be about the tournament anymore. That means you can break through the third round by default. For someone who's Discipline Committee chair, that's a pretty pathetic plan."
Definite poison mixed into Rigel's words.
In those eyes was the light of a hunter who still did not break his composure even before a battlefield.
"…Fine. Then I'll condemnation-execute you in the match."
