"I thought you would either approve or oppose."
"Shall we change the vote?"
"No, I don't want to change it. Go on."
"Then, one vote to approve, two votes to oppose, sixteen abstentions. According to the council's rules, the resolution is rejected."
...
Belinda, wearing a mask, slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "Gray, I'm sorry, but your resolution has been rejected by the Holy Spirits. Now, we have to take her away."
Vivian was about to stand up, but Gray was quicker. He blocked Vivian, protecting her behind him.
"Gray..."
"I'm sorry, even if it is the decision of the Holy Spirits, I cannot comply," Gray said firmly, looking at Belinda with righteous indignation, "According to the knight's oath, I cannot stand by and watch my companion, who saved me, be taken into custody. As a knight, I am duty-bound to fight for this."
His hand was already on the hilt of his sword.
Abod helplessly held his forehead.
