Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

The court I returned to after a long time was still bleak and gloomy. Business-like managers moved around in sparkly outfits that didn't fit the atmosphere at all.

"Oh, right. I said let's change this first."

As soon as the textile factory was set up, I tried to change my robes, but my trip abroad ended up taking longer than expected.

By the way, I need to make Adam's clothes fit too. "Let's start right after work today."

It's time for the fashion business to get on track. Wasn't that what zippers were developed for? But this damn trial was the problem.

"Judges are just doing their job…"

Bam!

I opened the office door roughly and went in. I was going to say something like, "How lazy must you be to have so many trials piling up?"

But I couldn't. Everyone was working like crazy. They were so busy that they would prepare for the next case as soon as one trial was over.

Even Josef Padilla, who used to be so squeamish, shouted, "Oh, you came! Finally!"

"His Majesty has returned!"

"Eww! Zu..."

The judges who spotted me raised both their hands. Then they all started running at the same time.

"No, are these people crazy as a group?" I staggered back at the absurd sight. For some reason, I had a feeling that if I got caught by these guys, it would be very bad.

"I don't know why, but let's jump anyway."

As I was about to turn around and run away, I suddenly saw a net surrounding me.

It seemed like the judges who had already gone out the back door had blocked the hallway.

"No, how can people who eat rice and lezy around move so quickly?"

I was grabbed by many hands and dragged into the office. Soon, documents began to pile up on the desk. The judges repeatedly bowed deeply and rubbed their hands together. It felt like they were praying earnestly to God.

"Please, please. Please, God of Law. Please, save me from this hell of a trial."

"There are too many difficult cases. Let's start with this first…"

"What are you talking about! The Duke of Carriers is mine!"

"No, what are you talking about? Even cold water has its ups and downs! Your Majesty, I am the most senior person here."

It seemed like the heavy workload had taken a toll on them. After I calmed down the judges, I started directing traffic. This. This.

I guess things aren't going well without me?

"It didn't seem like this before. Why is it like this?"

"The biggest problem is… Your Majesty the Duke."

"Huh? Me?"

"Yes."

I was left dumbfounded by Emir Colund's answer. It was more absurd than when the judges prayed in groups.

What on earth did I do wrong to become the root of this problem? I only developed Deliat as per the Emperor's orders.

"Why?"

"That's because Your Majesty's fame has grown so much that all sorts of incidents have been happening."

"Ah!"

At that moment, a certain trial suddenly came to mind. An evil man who set fire to the village, killed the people, and even kidnapped children to make them beg.

I uncovered the truth about that Bassett and sentenced him to 60 years in prison.

"If you feel even the slightest injustice, you can file a complaint with the capital court. So everyone has no choice but to die."

"Can I refuse?"

"Most of them are sent back to the district court, but sometimes that doesn't work."

"Why?"

"If the social impact is big or if they are a big shot."

I thought I knew what he meant. As for the case of Bassett, which I mentioned earlier, it wasn't originally my case to take on.

I had no choice but to do it because that guy kept hitting his forehead in front of the court. The former is a general case, while the latter was likely a request from a local authority.

"Is it because I don't discriminate between parties that the big shots are requesting a trial?"

"Ahem!"

The Emir simply coughed loudly. But everyone could see that it was a silent affirmation.

"Everyone has become a puppet." I didn't really care what the image turned out to be.

Because I will treat everyone who appears in court without any discrimination. I don't know if that's true justice, but at least it prevents anyone from being wronged.

It is because of my appearance that there is a flood of requests for trial. This meant that there were no clear standards or trustworthiness in the trials of this era.

"I've become conscious that I have to come to you to get a fair judgment. This is not right, really..."

It seemed that simply creating a good precedent was not enough.

After all, other judges don't have a strong backing. You can't help but be swayed by all kinds of lobbying and threats. But it wasn't something I could step forward and stop.

How are we going to catch everything that's happening in the shadows? If I tell them, it'll just be a laughing stock.

"Okay, just send me the cases that you absolutely cannot handle. I will accept this one exception."

I shouldn't keep making precedents like this, but this time, there was nothing we could do.

Aren't they all looking at me earnestly with haggard faces? As the highest adult in the court, I must set an example. But then suddenly, a strange scene caught my eye.

Is there something black shaking around the edge of my cheek?

"Hmm?"

I glanced over and saw Shuguri sitting on my shoulder, flapping both hands.

"That's right! Everyone worship me!"

"No, wait a minute. What are you doing?"

"I was trying to suck up some of their spiritual energy because they were doing a good job of it."

"Hey, No you can't do that!"

"Why?"

What would happen if he absorbed the spirits of people who were on the verge of death from exhaustion? It's something that could lead to group death from overwork.