In the early morning of August 8, when the bell tower struck the sixth sound, the capital garrison opened the city gates. Hawkers, farmers, artisans, and so on, who were waiting at the gates of the city, pulled ox carts and donkey carts carrying goods, and streamed in. In the houses of different heights, the crowds that came out one after another quickly merged with those who entered the city. For a moment, the entire Thundercastle awoke from its slumber of silence.

The direction of today's crowd is very concentrated, early in the morning, people flock to Crown Street, the golden robes have already stood in two rows, holding spears, forming a human wall, separating the surging crowd and vacating the route of the prisoner car.

Sebastian was bound hand and shackled to his feet, and he had to try to stand up straight as he could as he stood in a cage surrounded by a wooden fence, the part above his neck was exposed. The wooden bottom of the cage was rough and prickly, and with each movement of the prison cart, the skin on the soles of his feet rubbed against the bottom plate, and the thorns on the wood pierced into the newly grown pink flesh, and the original burns made his feet burn and hurt.

He saw a prisoner cart in front of him, and it was Ludwig standing. The former commander of the military headquarters wore a disheveled head, and although his clothes were still the ornate robes of the church trials, they were covered with yellow feces. The breeze was blowing, and Sebastian could smell the stench of feces and urine.

Ludwig, who has been stinking for thousands of years. Sebastian chuckled inwardly. He didn't want to look at Ludwig's back, and he turned his head with great effort, wanting to take another look at Thundercastle.

Crown Avenue connects the inner city with the outer city, and houses of varying heights rise unevenly on both sides of the street, some with tiled roofs and others with high-end glazed tiles. It should be planned well to straighten the road and make it easier for people and vehicles to get in and out. What's worse is that once a fire breaks out, it affects the rescue. Sebastian thought.

The prisoner cart turned a corner and came to a branch road on Crown Street, where a wall of golden-robed people kept pushing the crowd. Sebastian saw the crowds of people on the streets. The flat roofs of the houses, the balconies, the front door steps of the bank, there were people everywhere. Some of them were yellow-faced, some were dark-skinned, some were cold-eyed, and some of their eyes seemed to be bursting with fire. Most of them wore coarse cloth shorts, but there were also women from brothels who were scantily dressed. He saw a thief put his hand into an old man's pocket, and a strong man took the opportunity to rub oil on a young village woman.

Most of these people come from slums. He remembered the torrential rains in mid-May, and he saw many familiar faces, with whom he fought the waterlogging. After I left, I hoped that Anthony Bell would fix the drain completely. Oh no, Ivana will soon replace the master craftsman after I'm gone, and she's in a hurry to arrange for her own people to come to the Imperial Council.

"Traitor!" shouted someone in the crowd.

"Murderer!" "Scum!" more people shouted.

Ludwig scolded the crowd, and Sebastian couldn't hear what he was scolding, only laughing and scolding. Someone threw rotten vegetable leaves at the prisoner cart, and immediately some people followed suit, throwing rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes at several prisoner carts.

Sebastian's face was covered with egg whites and leaves, and tomato juice was running down his face and down his neck. I was framed! He wanted to shout, but he couldn't get his voice out anyway. Bill Newton's last meal left him dumb.

I can't sit still. I have to warn them that Bill Newton controlled the entire Judgment and that the forces behind him wanted the empire to end. When the time comes, none of these people in Thunder Castle who don't know the truth will be spared and will fall into the flames of war.

The golden robe beat a few people who rushed into the path of the prisoner cart with a wooden stick, but still missed a few. A man with tousled hair and a slightly chubby appearance, rushed up to Sebastian, smiled lewdly, and threw a mess in Sebastian's face. Sebastian instinctively tried to turn around and dodge, but his neck was caught in the cage, the right side of his neck was scraped, and the left cheek was tossed into a wet, earthy yellow mass. Feces. He realized.

Hahahaha. The crowd erupted in deafening laughter.

The prisoner van stopped in the square. Ivana smiled wryly. She was familiar with the place, and a few months ago, Emperor Augustrudolph executed three felons from Devil May Cry Mountain Prison at an imperial celebration.

The Ministry of Justice erected a large platform in the square, on which sat Emperor Caesar, Empress Ivana, the archbishop, and the current members of the Council except Isaac, and four knights of the Imperial Guard protected them.

Below the platform, nobles from inside and outside Thundercastle were invited to sit in the area closest to the platform, and behind them stood the Graf family guards, cloaked in embroidered Graff family snow leopard cloaks, and on the outer floor, red robes formed a human wall, blocking the crowd of onlookers.

I had to make sure Caesar was safe. Ivana looked at the crowd around her.

"It's really hilarious! Everyone came to see a play that was manipulated by the archbishop in black and white, reversed right and wrong, and had no honor. Count Horst-Erling yelled at the archbishop, turned his head, and said to the audience, "Hey, audience, you think everyone here stands for fairness and justice?

The executioner gave him a punch, and Ivana saw half of the front teeth that had fallen to the ground, still covered with blood. There was a burst of scolding from the audience.

The archbishop stood up and waved his hand, and the shouting stopped instantly. Through the world-renowned ecclesiastical trials, the archbishop gained popularity and was armed. Look, I'll clean you up slowly, and I'll never let you take Caesar's authority.

"The solemn and just judgment of the seven gods condemned these men. As the spokesman of the Seven Gods, I declare the verdict to be true and credible. The archbishop's voice was loud.

"In the name of the Seven Gods, you confuse the facts and insult justice. The Earl of Arryn spat at the archbishop, and the executioner gave him another blow, this time staggering to the ground, if there was no one to help him.

"Next, I would like to invite the rightful heir of the great Kingdom of Gusselwice, the immortal Rhodes Empire, the great Emperor Caesar Rudolph, to announce the execution of the prisoners. "The herald's voice is as loud as that of Emperor Augustrudolf.

A 12-year-old boy dressed in a cape embroidered with seven lightning eagles and seven snow leopards, dressed in a lightweight, long-sleeved cotton shirt, stood in front of the stage.

Sebastian shifted his steps and tried to rush towards Caesar, but the executioner, with his iron gloves, hit him in the stomach, and he suddenly had a star in his eyes and coughed violently.

He wants to hurt my Caesar! Ivana was shocked and screamed, "Tie him up!"

Allowed Sebastian to kick and bite, the executioner tied him up and put a rope between his upper and lower teeth. Sebastian stared at Bill Newton and twisted his body, and the executioner gave him another punch, tying him to the platform's uprights.

Caesar turned pale, coughed, and looked at Ivana. Ivana whispered, "Go, you are the emperor, you have to show your majesty." ”

Caesar cautiously walked up to the former Chancellor of the Exchequer, Krauser Wiggins, and the former master craftsman, Philip Walzer.

"Two former members of the Imperial Council, who were found by the wise Emperor Caesar, had a huge problem of corruption, embezzled the Empire's treasury, and withheld the remuneration of craftsmen. "The Minister of Justice, Friedman, was still like a nerd, holding the Imperial Code in his left hand, and he took the credit for verifying Krauser and Walzer on Emperor Caesar.

"I declare that he shall be hanged. Do you have any last words?" said Emperor Caesar, gritting his teeth, word for word.

The little boy had been rehearsed, and he had to calm the scene. Ivana stared at Caesar, her palms sweating slightly.

"No, I was wronged...... "Sebastian wronged me......"

"Execution!" Caesar said in a short word.

Fredeman nodded, and the executioner put a noose around the necks of the two former members of the Imperial Council, kicking over the barrel.

Ivana watched as the faces of the two embezzlers turned red and purple, and their legs kicked in the air.

"Emperor Caesar is wise!" Bill Newton shouted, and someone in the crowd below shouted, followed by "Emperor Caesar is wise!"

Sebastian met Ivana's gaze, and he glared at her. Ivana's eyes were cold, but her heart was like a knife. Sebastian was covered in feces, rotten egg whites, tomato juice, and rotten vegetable leaves hanging from his head.

Sebastian, I gave you the opportunity to escape, and I even wanted to give up the Thunder Throne and run with Caesar with you for your sake. Ivana's eyes were sour, and she sniffled.

"In my eyes, you are not even the daughter of a gardener. She remembered Sebastian's ridicule. It's self-inflicted, and it's useless to beg me now. Ivana pouted.

"Ludwig, do you have any last words?" asked Emperor Caesar, standing in front of the tall former commander of the army.

"Oh, who of you have tasted the taste of a queen?!" laughed Ludwig, "white thighs, round and firm breasts, I have a good time!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience let out exclamations.

Ivana's heart was shocked, and her face was hot, she should have thought that Ludwig would break the jar. Her chest heaved violently, and she fainted.

"I ......," Ludwig said, and before he could finish speaking, the axe man cut off his head.

Caesar jumped to his feet, took a step back, and stared blankly at Ludwig's head rolling around on the ground.

Don't cry! Seeing Caesar look at her, she raised her eyebrows and shook her head. You are the emperor, and you must show your might, not cowardice.

Andres and Neufmann's heads hit the ground one after another. This time, Caesar showed no timidity.

The audience fell silent. Caesar stood before Sebastian and Count Horstairn.

A few weeks ago, Caesar had been asking Bastian to accompany him in painting and playing. After Brandett was killed, Caesar imprisoned himself for a week, and it was not until the results of the church trial came that he cried out loud and collapsed.

Caesar loved Brandt, and he loved Sebastian even more. If Brand had been alive, Caesar would never have seized power, even if he was half-paralyzed. Ivana realized. She didn't know what bad effect Brandett's death had on Caesar's psyche, but she undoubtedly had to push Caesar to the position of supreme ruler of the empire in advance.

You have to be like an emperor. Ivana nodded to Caesar.

"Do you have a last word?" Caesar's gaze was cold, he hated the two men who "killed" his father and brother, and asked for his last words, just to fulfill the duty of the executioner.

"I was wronged, and it's not wrong that I don't believe in the Seven Gods. Count Horst-Arling sneered, "Little imp, you can kill if you want to, but I have to die standing up, and I will never kneel." ”

Sebastian couldn't make a sound in his throat. He seemed to have something to say, but he was so anxious that his face turned red.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, Sebastian, they're masters of Game of Thrones. Count Arryn sighed, "Look at the people down there, how many of them you rescued from the ghetto?

Ivana looked at the audience, she remembered the days when the slums were flooded, Sebastian took the lead in the fight against waterlogging, she met the exhausted new regent when she was distributing food to the victims, and at that moment, she fell in love with her completely.

"You refuse to confess your sins and blaspheme the seven gods. The archbishop interjected, "Emperor Caesar, they must be punished severely. ”

"You want to die standing up......," Caesar lifted his chin and his eyes fired, "Sebastian, you're pretty good at fighting, aren't you?"

He turned around and said to the crowd in the audience, "These two people refuse to admit their sins and blaspheme the Seven Gods. I command you, take up the stones, and stone them to death!"

One stone was thrown onto the platform, and then another, this time to the chest of Count Arryn. People scolded angrily, picked up stones and rotten eggs around them, and smashed them at the two people who were tied up like raindrops.

Crazy, they're crazy. Ivana ran over and grabbed Caesar and held him tightly in her arms. The Red Robe and the Graf Guards escorted Ivana, Caesar, and their ministers from the execution ground.

On that day, Sebastian, the former regent, guardian of the realm, and former prime minister, was tied to a pillar and stoned to death by the people of his beloved Thunder Castle.

The sky was gray, and on the top of the Prime Minister's Tower, a crow crowed miserably.

(End of Volume 2)