Aiden Morgan's heart tightened. He glanced at the old fox before him and replied with a placid expression, "Your Majesty the King, these researchers need to be escorted to the International Penitentiary to await trial."
Upon hearing this, Carter's face finally fell. His tone grew serious as he asked, "What about my people?"
"Your Majesty the King, I understand how you feel. I have already reported this matter to the Mercenaries' League. They will coordinate with international medical organizations to allocate resources and aid those people. I believe it won't be long before the medical teams arrive."
"Commander Alpha, these people committed their crimes in Masovia, so they all fall under Masovia's jurisdiction. I am very grateful for your efforts, but you must hand them over to us."
In his desperation to claim the prisoners, Carter could no longer be bothered with saving face.
