Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

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.

"There is something like that. Just bear with it for now."

I pressed Shuguri head with my left hand.

But the judges' expressions suddenly became mysterious. Even though I spoke softly, how could they not hear something whispering right in front of their nose?

"He's the one who's raising it."

That's what I said, but it seemed like Shuguri didn't like the answer. Because he kept kicking my ears.

Bang! Bang!

Of course, it didn't hurt at all, but I absolutely had to stop it. This guy was trying to ruin my reputation.

Kwak!

"Kkuek!"

I reached out with my left hand, grabbed Shuguri, and wiped the sweat off my forehead with it. It's like using a handkerchief. Then the judges immediately nodded.

"Aha! So that's what it was for."

* * *

The first measure to prevent judges from being overworked was to confirm cases.

If you know how things work, you can make quick and appropriate decisions.

But this damn neighborhood has to go into court without knowing anything.

'It didn't matter at Deliart.'

Since I was a king, I compiled the law code as I pleased—from the Constitution to criminal law, criminal procedure law, and civil law. I squeezed my memory so that I could respond to almost anything.

Of course, i could have confirmed the incident in advance. But what about the empire?

Judges only have discretion in making decisions; other internal rules were extremely strict.

'It seems to me like they're trying to blind the judge.'

Why would they give less time to think? They must be trying to get the verdict they want by deceiving us with wordplay.

First of all, to change this...

"I have to meet the Emperor."

Isn't that an obvious result? All authority on this earth comes from that person.

My head is already starting to hurt, and it wasn't just because of the guy who had been banging on my ear since earlier.

―How can you treat me like that? I can't forgive you. Human!

"Your results have been very good so far. So you should listen to me, right?"

The mountain devil Shuguri has not properly tasted spiritual energy for a long time.

He just caused landslides and lived off of people's fear because there was no trick at all. But things changed after meeting me because people have generously offered their sincere spirit.

-I admit that.

Shuguri just made an angry expression and secretly put his fist away. It seemed like he didn't want to bother me for no reason.

"I'll take good care of your spiritual energy, so please stay quiet now. I need to think about it."

-What are you thinking?

"I want to change the internal rules of the court, but to do that I have to negotiate with the Emperor... No. What am I talking to you about?"

Shuguri doesn't know much about human society. It was because he had been alone for such a long time. Would you get an answer from that guy? It's fortunate that I don't hear any nonsense.

-Is that the only way?

"huh."

-Then the conclusion is certain.

"What is that?"

-You can't do it because you're scared.

"What, sacred?"

There are very simple ways to piss a guy off.

All it took was a little blow to his pride, and that was it. Asking basic questions like Shuguri or mentioning interests or hobbies—for example, someone who has a record of 199 losses and 1 win and is teased for being bad at it.

'But does this sound right?'

Who wouldn't be afraid of that crazy Iron-Blooded Emperor? It's quiet these days, but I never know when it might explode. And I want to go there and negotiate in person? What kind of crazy person would do something like that?

"Wow! I have to do that."

My heart, which had been agitated for a moment, calmed down in an instant.

Will the Emperor listen to me? It seemed much more likely that he would blow my head off for having my eyes set on power.

-I can see it. I can see it.

"What."

-The fear growing in your heart.

"Just a minute, Shuguri."

-What?

"This isn't just nonsense; is this real?"

- Of course. What do you think of this great mountain demon? I know the hearts of humans very well.

To be honest, it was closer to bullshit. How can someone who knows people's hearts so well live like that all this time? Of course, with this stupid head of his, I thought it might be possible.

"Okay. Then maybey you can see through the Emperor's heart?"

―No matter how high your status, you are still human. It's no different for me.

"Oh?"

Somehow, it seemed like the answer was in sight.

If i take this guy with me, it will be of great help. If he could at least roughly understand the Emperor's mind or heart, i might be able to find a solution with this body's outstanding ability to improvise.

I immediately applied for admission and waited while doing my work.

Then, not long after, a reply came. Perhaps because it was a request made by the Duke, permission was granted very easily.

I headed straight to the Emperor's office.

"It's been a long time, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

As always, I showed my loyalty with perfect manners and a loud voice. Of course, Emperor Charon's attitude was the same as before.

"Are you here?"

A blank face with a bleak look in his eyes. It seemed like he was asking why I came, even though nothing special was going on. So, I immediately unpacked the bundle I had brought.

"I brought some nice porcelain and tea leaves, Your Majesty."

The tribute presented by the Duke of Carriers had to pass through several hands.

It's about making sure it's not dangerous and passing it on. As I was taking out the items, the chief chamberlain, Count Adit, approached me.

But, the Emperor suddenly said this.

"Did you put poison in the tea?"

"… … ."

No, is this person real?