But what was done was done. Spilled water couldn't be scooped back up.
After a moment of mourning, Michael began calculating how best to use this situation to benefit himself and his territory.
Exposing the Holy Nation's scheme wasn't an option. He lacked hard evidence, and his sole witness was a former bandit turned fanatic priest. Such claims would earn him nothing but ridicule—or worse, an assassination attempt.
Michael thought back to his previous life. Adhering strictly to principles had earned him nothing but mocking nicknames like "pedantic" or "clueless." Back then, being alone, he could afford to rebel passively against society. But now, he had too much to lose: his family, his territory, and his people.
As a noble opposing the Holy Nation's influence, expanding his domain and increasing his power would strike a far greater blow against them than any public exposé.