Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World Chapter 3: Abel Carriers [1]

They seed to be aristocrats from the sa political faction as Siere.

'It's bloody. Would they kill soone with just a look? I'm anxious. Should I take so of this with ?'

I put the gavel inside my robes. Since it was made of iron, it was quite sturdy. Moreover, it was perfect for use as a weapon in tis of ergency. Even though it was small, there was no problem in using it to break a head.

After leaving the courtroom, I walked slowly down the hallway, trying to rember the office location. I couldn't rember where it was.

"Do you want to leave work right away today?" the judge, who had been silent until now, spoke up. He was a man with thick features and a large chin.

As I focused on him, a hologram screen popped up.

**Person information**

Na: Emir Kolund

Identity: Viscount

Position: General Judge

Relationship: Average

Status: chanical work in progress, wood and stone

The content was similar to Josef's, but the atmosphere, in contrast, was completely different.

'He's a million tis better.'

Could I describe it as a quiet style? It felt much more cordial than a traitorous relationship.

"Do you have any plans after this?" he asked.

"The Parviant injury case was the last one."

"Then let's stop by the office."

"Yes, I will follow you."

It was a natural companionship. In this case, Judge Emir would guide us. I followed closely behind and was soon able to find the office.

As I was about to place my hand on the doorknob, Judge Emir suddenly spoke up.

"Judge, thank you for your hard work in today's trial."

"Hmm?"

"It was a ruling that will serve as an example for judges." Then he bent his waist 90 degrees.

It felt strange to hear such high praise from soone who seed like a stone. In truth, I hadn't really done much.

"It was nothing, really. Thanks for your hard work."

When I entered the room, I sat down on the chair and looked at the desk. It was an ordinary office space with a few sheets of paper and a calendar.

'Today is Friday. So you're taking the whole weekend off?'

I imdiately looked through the docunts. Just useless things like prison status reports. There seed to be nothing worth understanding here.

"Your Highness Carriers, we have prepared a carriage for you."

After a short while of looking through docunts, I heard Emir Kolund's voice. I got up and went straight out of the office.

'He's a very useful guy. By the way, people have been calling Carriers for a while now.' As I was passing through the hallway with that thought in mind, I suddenly saw my face reflected in the window.

It was that mont.

**Person information**

Na: Abel Carriers

Identity: Duke

Position: Chief Justice

The hologram screen imdiately ca to mind. Perhaps this was my information.

'Wait a minute, my status is a duke? No wonder people were talking about it.'

At that mont, nothing else caught my eye. I stared into space for a while.

Even though my behavior was odd, Judge Emir did not move a muscle. He just waited in silence.

"Hmm! Sorry. Let's go now."

"Yes."

I cleared my throat and hurried along, and only then did I see movent. It was a heavy guy that I really liked.

"Go in carefully, Your Majesty."

"Is it so? Have a good weekend."

"Thank you."

I got into the carriage and was in deep agony. I held my pounding heart and shook my head furiously.

'What's going on here…'

From the trial being held out of nowhere to the fact that my identity was a duke, there was nothing normal about any of it. The pounding heartbeat soon subsided. Reality was accepted at an astonishing speed. It seed like my ntal power was strengthened while possessing Abel's body.

'Well, he showed incredible courage in the courtroom.'

The power of the Siere noble faction seed to be very strong. Josef had warned endlessly. Even though my status is a duke, I still do that... 'He must have had that much power.'

Although I felt a little intimidated, I shook my head. If I'm a duke in an empire, doesn't that an I am a mber of the royal family? If anything, I can just borrow the authority of the emperor.

After a while, the rear door of the carriage opened and soone bowed his head.

"Hello? Your Majesty."

**Person information**

Na: Miller Xavier

Status: Baronet

Position: Deacon

Loyalty: Low

Status: boredom, nervousness

A man with neatly combed brown hair and a monocle. I knew this person was a butler as soon as I t him because I saw it there in the person information. But instead of relationships, a new tab was created.

'It's loyalty. Is this because it's my person? But why is it so low?'

It was strange.

Although I had doubts, I got off the carriage. Then the whole view of the mansion ca into view.

'Oh!'

I almost let out an exclamation for a mont. This was because the mansion was large and beautiful. There was a garden and a pond between the handso buildings.

As I moved along the well-decorated path, servants lined up to say hello.

"I et His Highness the Duke of Carriers."

I felt like my face was turning red at the extre etiquette. I accepted the greeting and hurriedly walked away.

Eventually, the butler opened the door. It was a restaurant, and dinner had already been prepared. I sat at the end of the long table and stared at the dishes. Soon, a maid ca over and brought us small portions of food.

'What kind of luxury…'

Honestly, how many tis would you see sothing like this in your life? Dozens of types of food prepared just for . It was served on a luxurious silver tray, and the al was even served. It was literally eye-rolling.

'Eh, I don't know. I'm hungry so let's eat first.'

However, it was the mont when I was about to bring the piece of at marinated in sauce to my mouth.

Rumble!

A commotion suddenly broke out outside the restaurant. Soon, I heard the sound of people moving around busily.

"Hmm?"

"Shall I find out?" When I tilted my head, the maid who served asked. I was about to answer without thinking, but then I quickly got up and left.

I didn't have a particular reason. I just wanted to see for myself what was going on.

"No. I will do it." I went back the way I ca and opened the restaurant door. Only then did the object that the workers were surrounding co into view. Then I saw people gathered in the corner of the garden.

I approached them and spoke to them. "What's going on?"

"Are you here, Your Majesty? It's nothing."

"It looks serious, just say it."

"That is… Tavion, who was working in the wheat field, died."

A human figure covered in a yellow cloth.

"Ah!" I couldn't bear to sigh. In fact, he was a person I had never t. I had just arrived at the mansion, so how could I know who was who? Still, I was sowhat worried because I too have lived in a country where people die from overwork.

'I heard that he died while working. How pitiful…'

Just then, the butler approached and I opened my mouth.

"Deacon Xavier."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Hold Tavion's funeral and pay compensation to his family."

Suddenly, the atmosphere beca tense.

'Why is this happening all of a sudden? What did I do wrong?'