The whole courtroom fell into complete silence.

All of them had their eyes fixed on Ciel.

Nobody had in their wildest thoughts think that he could be there right now with them.

Ciel Sebastian.

Looking at him, he looked hale and hearty.

But a dying man should have at least from frail body structure or something.

That is if somehow, miraculously, his sickness got cured.

But here he was, dressed in a sharp black suit with a steady pose as he used to.

His steps were slow when he was walking ...