Execution

In truth, I didn't really have anything in particular to say to Theodore.

I had no personal grudge against Theodore. Everything he had done was something he had done to me before my reincarnation, so I had never had much chance to feel any particular resentment toward him.

As one human being to another, and as one leader to another, I considered him the worst kind of person. But that was a separate matter from having a personal grudge against him.

Besides, it didn't seem likely that Theodore possessed any high-level information.

Our Southern Intelligence Bureau—in other words, the Imperial Intelligence Agency in its current form—had far greater intelligence-gathering capabilities than Theodore did.

I was simply curious.

What had Theodore been thinking as he governed this country? And what expression would cross his face as he faced death?

I got the answer to the first question as soon as I stood before the prison.

Theodore was on his knees, having cast the dignity of a former Crown Prince onto the ground.

"P-Please, spare me! I'll hand over the position of Crown Prince of the Empire, or anything else!"...